Page 5 of Illicit Games

“Shh.”

“You have to believe me,” I beg, bawling against his chest. “I didn’t want to leave you. I could never want to leave you.”

“I believe you.”

“I’m scared of losing you.”

“You’re not losing me,” he vows, picking me up with an arm around my waist until I wrap my legs around him. “I’m not going anywhere.”

Carrying me inside to the small bed in the corner, he sits down with me in his lap. Burrowing his face against my neck, he presses soothing kisses and comforts me as I sob my heart out. When the sound ebbs into low sniffs, he inches back until I gaze up at him.

Pushing my hair behind my ears, he cradles my face. “Don’t cry, Little Rainbow. Nathan is never going to marry you. He will have to go through me first.”

“You don’t understand. I have no choice.”

“Then I will make surehehas no choice but to leave you,” he viciously swears. “You may be wearing his ring, but it’s myinitials etched into your skin. It’s more sacred than any marriage vows could ever be.”

“What if it’s because of something terrible I did that put me in this situation? What if I’m not as innocent as you think I am? Will you leave me?”

“You could kill me a thousand times and I would still crawl back to be with you.”

“Promise me nothing will tear us apart.”

“I promise.”

“Even if I have to go through with the marriage,” I plead desperately.

He shakes his head and gives me something better by uttering, “The only man you’ll be marrying is me, Iris Mannan. One day, you will have my ring on your finger. You’ll have my kids. You and our children will be my family. We’ll be spending the rest of our lives together. These are my promises to you and I’m going to fulfill every single one of them.”

“It’s all I want as well, because I don’t want to hide you. Us. I want to be with you in front of the world, where I can hold your hand in the street without fear. Hug and kiss you. Call you my boyfriend and have a life with you. I want to make you smile and laugh. Most of all, I want to love you the way you deserve.”

His forehead drops to mine as he shuts his eyes. When they open, they’re glowing with so many emotions that it steals my breath away. Hoarsely, he rasps, “We will have it all, Rainbow. All of it.”

I pray that we do.

That we make it to the other side of the havoc and war racing our way. Because I can’t let him go.

I can’t.

We sit like that, basking in the closeness.

“We’re going home.”

Chapter Two

Kian

I wake up with my Sleeping Beauty lying beside me.

My cock hardens at her serene expression, and the feeling of pure contentment bursts inside my chest.

I stare at her petite frame dwarfed in my shirt with the middle two buttons fastened. Though there’s no point. The partition at the collar exposes the soft globes of her tits and the puckered peaks. The gap at the hem of the shirt and her slightly parted thighs reveal her glistening pussy.

Like being in my arms all night made her wet in her sleep.

The knowledge tempts me to take a bite and make a meal out of her.

What shatters my tight-knit control is seeing my initials inked onto her after I unbutton the shirt and shove it aside until there’s no hindrance to the view of her nude body.