Page 61 of Avenging Azalea (California Made Men #2)

Chapter

Forty-Eight

FAWN

The shadows locked away in my mind had been set free tonight.

Neil had forced me to face my past and the girl I once was.

One look from him, and I was thrown back in time.

Same man. Same evil. But this time, the ending was different because I was different.

Because I was stronger and had someone in my corner.

Someone who heard me, saw me and loved me no matter what.

Titus’s hands moved over my body with a gentleness so sure it unraveled everything inside of me. He rubbed at the red marks on my wrists and massaged my muscles until the tension had flowed down the drain with the water.

Each swipe erased the horror from my skin, softening the edges of my pain, replacing it with something quieter. I didn’t just crave his touch…I needed it as I needed him to drown out the echo of everything that came before.

His fingers found every tender place, and even though he wasn’t trying to seduce me, the ache bloomed anyway. I wanted him to wipe it all away. Not just tonight, but every last bit of lingering pain that had been clinging to me like an unwanted guest.

Turning in his arms, I ran my hands up to his shoulders and loved the fierce look in his eyes. Sliding them down the hard expanse of his chest and then carved abs, I watched him closely as my fingers wrapped around his hard shaft. The deep groan he made was exactly what I wanted.

We hadn’t bothered with the lights. The glow of the little nightlight Titus kept just for me was enough. His gaze swallowed me whole. And still…he waited.

Titus’s deep gold eyes burned with desire. His chest rose with each breath, rough and uneven, but he didn’t move. He could have. With one hand, he could’ve bent me to his will, taken what he wanted. But that wasn’t his way.

Titus’s greatest strength was in his restraint. He led without ever needing force. And somehow, that quiet command…the power wrapped in patience…made me want to surrender everything.

“I love the feel of you,” I said, sliding my hand down to the base of his cock. His body shuddered, daring me to continue.

Titus swallowed hard, and I could easily see the pulse jumping in the side of his neck.

“You’re driving me wild, Little Bird,” he said.

It wasn’t enough. I wanted Titus at the breaking point, for him to feel as desperate as he made me. I needed to feel in control and take what I craved.

I slowly lowered to my knees.

“Fawn…what are you doing?”

“Something that I’ve wanted to do for a very long time,” I said, trailing my tongue down his cock and back up.

“Fuck,” he said, his voice ragged.

He was incredibly large, but I didn’t care. I swallowed him until he hit the back of my throat. There was no way to go any deeper, but I wrapped both my hands around his silky shaft and started to bob and suck as hard as I could.

“Holy fuck,” Titus growled.

He spread his feet until he was braced between the wall and the lip of the shower. Glancing up, I wanted to freeze time so I could capture the view forever. Titus gripped the top of the stall while his other hand braced against the wall, and his head was thrown back in ecstasy.

I didn’t let up. My hands moved quicker, and I sucked harder as my tongue swirled around the sensitive head.

Every groan and guttural moan pushed me to do more.

To find that edge where he could no longer hold back, and he took what he wanted.

Cupping his balls, I gently massaged them and loved how they moved in my hands.

“Oh, fuck me…I’m gonna come,” Titus said.

His hand threaded into my hair as he fisted it almost painfully. Yes, this was what I wanted. I moaned and tightened my grip on his engorged cock.

Tears stung my eyes as he moved his hips and hit the back of my throat, but I loved every second. The throbbing between my thighs was painfully intense, but I kept my hands on him, savoring the moment.

“So close…you better move.”

Titus’s voice was strained as he tried to hold himself back, but I wasn’t having it. I sucked as hard as I could, my cheeks hollowing out as my hands kept time with his erratic movements.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…Fawn.”

Titus’s hips thrusted harder until he lost control and all that was left was wild abandon. The tip of his cock pressed at the back of my throat with every hard drive of his hips. Closing my eyes, I took the pain because I chose it, I wanted it. I wanted him to come.

“Ahh…fuck…yes!”

His body shuddered and then jerked, and the first jet of his release filled my mouth. Even though I knew it was coming, the amount was shocking. I’d barely swallowed it down when another pulse came. I couldn’t keep up, and the liquid ran down my chin.

Pulling away, I stroked him, shocked by how much he had left. It finally slowed to a single drop, dripping from the tip.

“Fuck, you look sexy,” Titus said as he used his finger to wipe away the come on my chin. I grabbed his wrist and sucked his fingers into my mouth, cleaning the last of his release.

He held out his hand and helped me to stand, before gripping my hips and drawing me in.

Titus kissed me hard, and I opened for him.

Letting go of my restraint, the desire that had been slowly taking control of my body turned the dial to max.

I couldn’t get close enough and wanted his hands everywhere.

I wiggled against his still-hard cock trapped between us.

I wanted him so badly that it was all I could think about.

He’d always said that I was a light, but Titus lit me up inside.

Titus slid his hands around to my ass, and a whimper of raw need tumbled from my lips. If I weren’t so bruised and sore, I would’ve jumped on him. I nipped his lip in desperation, and the corner of his mouth turned up.

“Please,” I begged.

With a single, easy movement, he picked me up, and I gasped as my back was pressed against the cool tile. I loved staring down into his eyes like this. He made me feel like I was floating even with my feet planted firmly on the ground, but like this…my heart soared.

“Titus, yes.”

The words were nothing more than a mumble as he nudged his cock against me. He pushed the tip in, then pulled out, and rubbed it around my clit in a delicious tease that was driving me insane.

My climax was already well on its way as he slid inside at an agonizingly slow pace. The feel of him stroking deep and right on that sensitive spot had me gasping against his lips as my body shuddered around him.

“Titus,” I whimpered, all other words escaping.

“Fuck, that feels incredible when you do that. I could live out the rest of my life just to feel you come on me,” Titus said as I caught my breath.

“Wait…I need to tell you something,” I said, and Titus stilled, his eyes worried. “I want you to get me pregnant,” I blurted out, and the worry quickly turned to shock.

“What?”

“I don’t want to wait.”

“Does this have anything to do with what happened tonight?” I shook my head.

“No, I want a big family. I always have. I’ll still finish school.

I’m not giving it up or the clinic, but I wanted you to know that…

well…I didn’t renew my pill.” Tightening my arms around his neck, I kissed his lips and thought it was adorable that I’d managed to stun him.

It was rare to shock the unshakable Titus Mikhailov.

“I love you and I never want anyone else. I don’t want to wait to start a family, and I don’t care if we’re married or not. ”

“You really want this,” he said, his eyes searching my face.

I smiled. “Yes, I do. You never thought about it?”

“Of course, I have but…”

“If you don’t want to, then we don’t have to.” I hadn’t even given that possibility a thought, but it was a very real one, and suddenly I was worried.

Titus grabbed my hands, lifted them over his neck, then pinned them against the wall.

I moaned as he thrust into me, bottoming out, and sending a ripple of pleasure through my body.

Dropping his mouth to my neck, he nipped and sucked at the delicate spot just under my ear that had shivers racing down my spine.

“There is nothing in this world that I crave more than to have a family with you,” Titus growled in my ear.

My body convulsed with his words alone. My eyes rolled back into my head as he picked up the pace, fucking me hard with every stroke.

“God…just the thought of you pregnant with our child…we may never leave the house again.”

“Yes…oh god, yes…,” I yelled as he drove into me.

I’d finally ripped away the last of his self-control. I fed on the feel of him and the desperation that was part of every thrust. He felt incredible, and it wasn’t long before an orgasm rose as fast as the night tide.

“That’s it…come on me again. Scream my name,” Titus said against my neck. The gravelly sound traveled through my body. The orgasm hit so fast that it had me arching against him with my mouth hanging open. “Oh fuck, you’re so tight…I can’t hold back.”

I was still riding the aftershocks and had turned to putty in his hands as his movements became erratic, muscles tightening.

“Titus…yes, come in me. I want to feel you…fuck,” I moaned, as the smaller climaxes continued to rock me.

“Fawn,” Titus roared as he came.

His face was wild, like he was caught between extreme pleasure and pain as his cock jerked inside of me.

We stood there, panting, the water mixing with sweat as our bodies shook from the effort.

Titus kissed me as he released my hands and grabbed my ass once more. We stood there staring into each other’s eyes, the only sound was our breathing and the running water.

“I love you, Fawn,” Titus said, breaking the silence. His voice was ragged and so full of emotion that tears of joy filled my eyes. “You’re mine. I’m claiming you as you claimed my heart the day you came into my life.”

I smiled even as a fresh wave of tears fell and blurred my vision. “I love you, too. I always have and I always will,” I said.

With those words, something inside me finally settled. The shattered pieces of my heart shifted, slowly knitting back together in the warmth of his love.

Maybe we didn’t make sense on paper. Two people born worlds apart, but together…we fit like jagged puzzle pieces, locking into place. Each of us was the edge the other had been missing.