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Twenty-Six

Killian

Waking up this morning felt different.

Sleeping with Reign, made me feel calm like I would live another day without any worry.

I slept my hand hand on her chest where her heart is located. Hearing the steady beats of her heart made it so easy to sleep.

I woke up this morning with a small hard on, especially since Reign kept scooting closer to me and rubbing up against me.

I whispered in her ear that if she kept doing that shit then I might as well just take my briefs off and thrust inside her.

She stopped immediately and tried to move away from me, but I didn’t let her.

This morning felt like the calm before the storm. I kissed her and then went to take a shower.

This whole day we spent it eating food and watching movies inside the hotel.

It was a relaxing day. I wish I had more days like that, with her especially.

Now I’m waiting downstairs for her, outside the car because I’m taking her to see the stars.

She doesn’t know that though.

When Reign finally walks out of the hotel, with a bright smile on her face, she’s wearing a white dress that stops at her mid-thighs.

The dress is too high for my liking, but I don’t say anything because she looks beautiful, nonetheless.

“Where are we going?” she asks and I grab her waist in my hands and smirk down at her, admiring the way her skin glows with the white dress.

“You’ll see,” I say before opening the car door for her. She gives me a teasing smile and gets in. I follow after her and close the door.

The car drives off and my eyes go back to Reign.

She blushes while I admire her. “What?” she asks.

I shake my head and lick my bottom lip. “Nothing.”

“Then why are you looking at me like that?”

I raise an eyebrow at her. “You really want to know?” Reign shrugs. I smirk and lean down so my lips are next to her ear. My hand slips onto her thigh and goes underneath her dress. “All I’m thinking about right now is taking you back to the hotel and ripping that dress off and then making you beg and scream for me to make you see stars.”

I lean away and look down at her which is turning red. I refrain from laughing at her and instead look our the window while placing my hand on her thigh.

“That’s inappropriate.”

I look down at her and ask confused. “How so?”

“You can’t say things like that,” she says, scolding me but I know she loved it. The way she clenched her thighs together says otherwise.

“Why?” I tilt my head slightly.

“Because it’s crude.”

I smirk and chuckle lightly. “Reign, that was nothing. I bet you a million bucks I could make you come with my words alone.”

Reign’s eyes heat up.

As her Star, she always tells me how she’d like to experience rough and degrading sex. She likes being praised of course because she’s a good girl at heart, but her curiosity gets the best of her sometimes.

“I don’t think so. Words can’t be that powerful.”

“Don’t challenge me, Reign, I’ll prove you wrong right here, right now, in front of the driver.” I give her thigh a tight squeeze again.

Reign looks at the driver before turning to look at the window, staying silent for the rest of the ride.

I chuckle lightly and just admire her for the rest of the ride.

Who knew I would have made Reign speechless.

When Reign finally looks at me, it's when the driver parks the car in front of the dock.

I thought that because it’s going to be our last night in France, I would take Reign out, especially since the mission yesterday took a lot out of her and was stressful.

We both need a night out, so a dinner on the Seine River underneath the stars sounded perfect.

“What are we doing here?” Reign asks, I open the door and offer my hand to her.

“Follow me and you’ll see.”

Reign grabs my hand, and we get out of the car. “I’ll be here waiting, Mr. De Luca,” the driver says, and I nod my head at him before walking towards the small yacht that’s parked in front of the dock.

Reign says nothing, completely and utterly in awe as she looks at the boat. I help her onto the boat since she’s wearing heels. Even though they aren’t tall or anything, I still wanted to have a way to put my hands on her, just to feel her.

“Welcome Mr. De Luca and Ms. Pierce. I’m Alan and will be your captain tonight. Dinner will be served in a bit but until then you can have a look around and take a seat on the deck,” Alan says in a strong French accent so you can barely understand him.

Reign smiles before looking up at me. “Why’d you do this?”

Alan leaves and I hold Reign’s hand in mine while walking towards the deck of the yacht.

I lift my shoulders.

I don’t fucking know why.

Maybe because I felt bad for yelling at her and this seemed like the perfect way to mellow down and just relax with one another.

Just a night under the stars.

“Because I wanted to,” I answer.

It’s not the one she wants but it keeps her from asking even more questions that I don’t know the answer to.

Once we get on the deck, Reign’s smile widens as she looks at what the crew set up. There is a blue blanket laid out with a bunch of white and blue pillows. The setup they did is amazing and exactly what I asked for. A small table is in the middle for dinner but that won’t be until later.

“Killian, this is so beautiful.” Reign smiles up at me before walking towards the blanket. I refrain from smiling down at her because her fucking smile, I swear it does something to that thing inside my chest. We sit on the blanket next to one another and the sun finally sets making the sky dark so you can see the stars. All perfect timing. A waiter comes to give us two glasses of wine plus the bottle. Reign can’t stop smiling and I can’t stop staring at her in awe, almost wanting to smile myself. “Tell me why you really did this.”

I look at Reign and see her eyes almost begging me.

All big and innocent.

I want to confiscate that innocence and just put it in a jar so I can keep it forever, only for me to see and have to myself.

“Like I said, because I wanted to. It’s a perfect way to end a trip to France, yes?” I raise an eyebrow at her.

She blushes and looks up at the stars. “You know what would make this night even better?”

“What?” I ask, I can't stop the small smile on my face because I have a feeling, I already know what she wants.

Another secret.

Another truth.

Another thing about me that makes her closer and closer to getting to know me.

“I want to know one thing that no one knows about you.” Reign looks at me.

I lick the inside of my cheek and lean closer to her so my face and hers are centimeters apart. “No one knows how much I want to stay alive in this world because of you.”

Reign tilts her head slightly without realizing it. “What do you mean? How can I make you want to stay alive? You barely even know me.”

“I know a lot about you,” I say confidently. “I know you love the color white. Your favorite flower is any white flower because you like white. I know you like lions. You love talking to the stars because no one listens to you rant at home. You like helping people and that’s mainly why you’re doing all this mission stuff to help your dad. You want to become a nurse after all this because you like helping people. Pretty sure your life goal is to make an impact on someone’s life. Your favorite song is any song by Cigarettes After Sex. You love helping your grandma with tasks so she can rest. You mostly talk to the stars because your grandpa is up there listening to you, and you were always closer with him. And that’s not even all of it Reign. I know a lot more too.” I lean even closer, until my lips are grazing hers. “I know about your deepest and darkest fantasies that you want to indulge in but are too scared because you have this whole innocent good girl facade up, but I know, Reign. I know everything.”

Reign looks shocked with everything I said. She backs away a little, but I follow. “How do you know all that?”

“I have my ways,” I say before kissing her.

It’s become my new favorite thing to do.

I never realized that I have favorite things to do until now. Before Reign, I thought life was meaningless and I couldn’t care about the outcome of things.

But then Reign happened and suddenly everything matters.

I kiss Reign like I own her, because I do.

My hand holds her throat as I control the kiss. My tongue slips inside as I play with her tongue. She keeps one hand on my chest, grasping my dress shirt, pulling me closer subconsciously.

“Fuck, what am I going to do with you, Reign?” I ask, not breaking the kiss. “Don’t make me fall in love with you.”

The night is filled with endless talking from Reign, me interrupting her by kissing her and making her blush.

I think spending nights like this with Reign is also a new favorite pastime of mine.