Page 37 of Darkest Game (The Dark Mafia #3)

Chapter Twenty

Irina

L iam stands in our bedroom in the house we share, looking tall and strong. His wound has completely healed, even if it has taken a few months. In that time together, we’ve been spending almost every day just talking and getting to know each other better. Sex was off the table with his injury.

But now, tonight, we finally get to make love again and my body is tingling with excitement. We’ve only been together the one time before. My body has been desperate to be with him but I knew I had to be patience and let him heal. It’s also given my throat a chance to fully heal as well.

Both of us are strong and healthy again.

My mom has somewhat come around to me and Liam being together. Each day gets easier. My sisters have accepted me with him, though I think it was easy for Natalya and Sasha given who their own husbands are.

Elaine is dead. Denis is in the wind. And Liam has a strong alliance with Nico and Mikhail.

Everything is perfect.

Except for this last piece.

He stands before me shirtless in just his pajama bottoms. His chest is just as strong and handsome as I remember. I’m breathless as I sit at the end of the bed, looking up at him. Ready for him to take me again.

Liam presses his hands on either side of me on the mattress as he kisses me.

It’s sweet but it soon turns passionate and rough.

We’ve kissed over the months that his body had to heal but we stopped ourselves from going further as I didn’t want to accidently hurt him.

Liam would tease me and say that he was ready to have sex when I knew his body wasn’t technically.

I had to instill patience in both of us.

I’ve waited years to have my own freedom and life and happiness. A few months was nothing to me.

He slips my silk nightgown off, leaving me naked before him. My body throbs with pleasure. Desperate for him to touch me again.

I moan softly when he parts my legs and cups me right between them.

His fingers know how to light me on fire as he runs them over my pleasure spot.

My sensitive nub has been aching for his touch.

He offered to touch me while he was healing but I said no.

I wanted to wait until this moment when we could be together again.

My hips begin to arch into his hand as I lean back on my hands and spread my legs wider. No more shyness. Liam has helped me blossom into a confident woman, in part because he showed me what it was like to fight for someone. To be brave for someone.

If it weren’t for him, my life would be the same boring one I used to live. It would have been safe but there was no life to my life before him.

“Liam,” I gasp out as he presses down on my clit. The darkness in his eyes as he gazes down at me makes me shiver. He wants me just as much as I want him.

He keeps a steady pace on my nub, rubbing it with enough pressure to make me go wild. My hips continue to arch up to get closer and closer to his hand.

Liam doesn’t say a word. Only stares at me with those lust-filled eyes. Love-filled eyes.

“Oh,” I moan softly, letting myself get lost in the moment. Nothing else matters. Nothing but him and me.

As soon as I think it, my body releases and my orgasm flows over me.

I shudder as I fall onto the bed, my legs splaying out on either side of me.

He steps back and pushes his sweats down, revealing his erection to me. I can see the spot on his stomach where he was shot. The scar will always be there, a reminder that he could have died. But he’s alive with me.

There’s a desperateness to Liam as he rolls me onto my side and lays behind me. We haven’t done this position before and it makes excitement roll through me. I get to try so many new things with him for the rest of our lives together.

He presses his length to my entrance. “Ready for me?” he asks into my ear, before planting a hot kiss to my neck. I lean back into him, seeking more.

“Yes,” I moan. I’m not even ashamed of it. Everything feels too good to be ashamed of it.

He thrusts into me.

We both moan together as he settles himself fully inside my body. Liam brings my leg around his hip, letting him sink even deeper inside.

The hot kisses he presses along my neck make me shiver.

“I love you,” I say, my voice flowing through the air.

“I love you,” he grunts before rocking his hips against mine.

We begin to move. It starts off soft and gentle. Each of us getting used to each other’s bodies again.

Soon, Liam’s pace becomes more rough. Forceful. Passionate. I let myself get taken by him. Get lost in him.

I turn my head so our lips can meet. I will never tire of kissing Liam for the rest of my life. My protector.

Even though our relationship started off as some sort of twisted game by Jack Finnigan, it’s now turned into a loving relationship that neither of us thought we would ever get.

Liam wraps his arm around my waist, drawing me in closer. His length moves deeper inside of me. I arch my hips back, pressing against him, as he thrusts harder.

Our breath mingles together. Our eyes lock together. Our lips brush against each other’s.

And our bodies move in a perfect rhythm together.

He reaches down to my nub and rubs it, getting my body closer to the edge. Between what his fingers are doing and what his erection is doing, I can’t hold myself back.

I quickly fall over the edge and Liam comes with me.

We both moan and tremble and shake together. Nothing could be better than this.

Liam doesn’t pull out of me right away, seemingly content just to keep me in his arms for a moment longer.

I lean back against him and shut my eyes, knowing that I’m well and truly home.

The End

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