Page 82 of Love Locked

She was his. Only his.

He’d kill anyone who tried to come between them now. He kissed her neck and remained buried deep inside her, needing to feel closer. Then it hit him.

“Oh, shit, Ky. I forgot the protection, baby.” He propped up on his elbows to look at her, stunned. “I’ve never forgotten one before. But, I’m clean.”

“It’s okay, my love.” She stretched her neck to kiss him, then thought for a moment, “I’m certain we’re safe. We’re good. Now you’re my first in every sense.” She blushed.

“In that sense, you are my first too.” He smirked.

He couldn’t stop looking at her ravaged form lying beneath him. She smiled and ran her hands through his hair, letting her finger slide down his forehead to rub the frown lines between his eyes.

He kissed her again. “I’m so damn lucky.”

“That you are.” Kyra sighed happily.

Kabir spooned her, wrapping his other arm around her waist and tugging her to his front. Kyra turned her face and looked into his eyes and felt at peace. A blissful warmth filled her body, and she thanked God for bringing them both together. Kabir was silent and lost in his thoughts.

“What are you thinking?” Kyra asked.

He rolled her onto her back and trailed his fingers along her nose and lips. “I have a surprise for you.”

“Really? What is it?”

“Just wait.” He got off the bed and went outside the bedroom.

Kyra grabbed a t-shirt on the nearby chair as she waited for him. He was back in a minute with a white envelope in his hand. She heard some noise and saw Woofer following him. The moment Woofer saw Kyra, he jumped on the bed and started licking her face.

“Aww…Woof, baby. I missed you so much.” Kyra giggled as she petted him and kissed his furry head.

“Never thought I’d be jealous of my own dog.” Kabir shook his head as he stood leaning against the door frame taking in the view of Kyra and his dog.

“You just had me.” Kyra petted Woofer.

“But I can’t get enough of you, baby. You’re addictive.” He kissed her, and a light peck quickly turned into a passionate one. He broke apart, looking at her hungrily. He rubbed her lower lip as she wound her arms around his neck. He pushed his hardness into her softness. “See what you do to me.”

“I love it when I see how much you want me.” She boldly took him in her hands and squeezed him hard.

“Fuck, baby. Don’t start what you can’t finish,” he said, groaning. “And before we get distracted again, take this.” Kabir handed her an envelope.

“What is this?” She looked at him and sat down on the bed.

“Your surprise.” Kabir looked smug.

Kyra took the envelope. “Okay. Let’s see what we have here.” She carefully opened it to find a handwritten note with two tickets inside it.

She flipped open the note, and instantly her heart warmed with a gooey sensation. She could never get over the feeling of Kabir expressing his love for her.

Princess,

It’s you and me…forever.

Thank you for existing.

I love you.

-Only yours,

Bir.