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The cabin’s occupants had settled for the night.

Luckily for us, it was huge and built in the shape of an L.

In the center was the living room, laundry, dining area, and kitchen.

On the short end were three bedrooms and two bathrooms. On the longer end were three bedrooms, three bathrooms, and an office.

Reign, Niall, and Nolan were on the short end.

Leaving us on the other. However, it wasn’t like the guards would be sleeping all night.

They would take turns patrolling. Outside, in the night, the Hounds and my family would be watching for signs of Tobias. They, too, would do so in shifts.

I’d wanted to cook them food and take it out to them, but Rian reminded me that we couldn’t do anything to give away that they were there.

I felt like crap eating a home-cooked meal while they sat out there.

My appetite was less than ideal due to it.

I lied and told Rian I wasn’t hungry. I wasn’t sure he believed me.

We’d all turned in after talking and getting to know Declan, Shane, and the guards better.

Rian had gotten into the shower with me and helped to balance and wash me.

The feel of his hands on my body drove me wild.

I fought not to attack him. I wanted him desperately, but he kept pulling away if things got too hot.

I was resting on the bed, and he’d returned to showering since he claimed it was too hard for him to do it while I was there.

He was afraid I’d fall if he let go of me.

I was contemplating how to broach the topic of sex with him when I heard a faint moan.

I sat up. It came again. It sounded like it was coming from our bathroom.

Getting my crutches, I swung my way to the bathroom door and opened it.

When I did, I caught sight of Rian. The shower had glass doors, and the water running down them didn’t disguise the fact that he was stroking his cock with one hand while he grasped the wall with the other.

His head was thrown back, and his eyes were closed.

I recognized that look. He was feeling intense pleasure.

Immediately, my barely holding back body flared to life. My nipples contracted into hard beads, and my pussy became slick. Hoping I could convince him to let me take care of that erection for him, I spoke.

“If you’ll let me, I can take care of that for you,” I said sultrily.

His head dropped, and he whipped it to the side to look at me. I saw the desire burning in his eyes even from a distance. His hand tightened around his cock.

“Gianna, please, go. Don’t tempt me. I’m hanging on by a fingernail,” he growled.

“Why hang? Come to bed and let me take care of you.”

“I can’t. You’re not healed from the gunshots or your surgery. I’m not a selfish bastard who’ll take his pleasure no matter the pain or risk it causes you.”

“I would never think of you as selfish, Rian. But you’re holding back when, with a few modifications, there’s no reason we can’t make love. It might not be the energetic, wild kind we usually like, but it can still be more than satisfying. Unless you don’t like that kind.”

“ Dia , a stór mo chroí , any type with you is amazing. Of course, I’d take it if it was okay.”

“Then turn off the water and come to bed. And before you argue more, I want you to know that I spoke to Dr. Keim yesterday about when we can resume sexual activity. His words were to start slow, and if it hurts, stop. Otherwise, there is no reason we can’t.

I’m dying to be with you, amore mio , my love.

I need my hands and mouth on your body and yours on mine.

I need your cock inside of me, bringing me so high that I’m afraid I’ll never find my way back, but it feels so good.

Your piercing rubbing on my G-spot and your hands and mouth all over my body. ”

As I described it, I leaned my crutches against the counter, held onto it with one hand, and pushed the hem of my short nightie out of the way with the other hand.

I hadn’t bothered with underwear. I slipped my hand between my legs and rubbed a circle on my nub.

I moaned. I was already very slick and hot.

The water shut off, and Rian came barreling out of the shower.

His gaze was glued to me as he hastily dried himself.

I watched his cock bounce with his movements and licked my lips.

I continued to strum my clit. It wouldn’t take much more to push me over the edge into a full-blown orgasm.

He flung the towel over the shower door and came striding toward me.

I went to reach for my crutches, but he stopped me.

“Don’t touch those. Stand right like you are.”

The command in his voice made me do it. When Rian reached me, he put one arm around my back and the other around my thighs, and then he lifted me. He cradled me to his chest as he carried me bridal-style to the bed. He laid me down like I was a piece of glass. His eyes bored into mine.

“Are you sure about this?” he asked.

“Absolutely.”

“You need to promise me that if you feel pain, you’ll tell me. Don’t push past it. We can’t risk you having a setback. Dr. K would kill me, and I’d feel damn guilty. You’re sure he said we could do this?”

“I wouldn’t lie about that, Rian. He said it. And if it becomes painful, I’ll let you know. But realize there will be slight pulling and burning. I have that when I use the crutches or get dressed. It’s expected.”

“Okay, but if it’s more or worse, then we need to stop,” he repeated.

“Rian, enough. I’m about to continue to take care of this myself,” I snarked. I slid my hand toward my pussy again, but he snagged it.

“That’s mine. You get to play when I say you can.”

“Well, your cock is mine, and you played without permission. How will you make that up to me? And how often has it happened?”

“I’ll make up for it by making you come over and over.

As for how many times I did it? Every fucking night since you were hurt.

When you’d fall asleep at night at the hospital, I’d slip into your bathroom and beat off until I shot my load in the sink.

And I’d be thinking of you every time. It was never enough.

Going from having you to using my hand was like going from the most expensive champagne in the world to seltzer water. ”

“God, I need you, Rian. I’ve been dying.”

“And I’ll give you what you need. But tonight, you have to lie still.

Let me do all the work. And I know you want to touch me.

If we can do that without hurting you, then we will.

But know that by touching and bringing you pleasure, it gives it to me.

Let me start with that mouth that I love so much,” he whispered seconds before lowering his head and kissing me.

I did get to rake my fingers through his hair and hold on to him. Our mouths were so greedy for each other. Lips were bitten. Tongues were sucked on and twirled together. Teeth clashed several times, but all it did was heighten our desire. By the time he moved away, I was squirming and moaning.

His mouth dragged down my neck to my collarbone, where he placed tiny bites.

They weren’t enough to leave long-lasting marks, but the slight sting made my nerves tingle.

After biting and then soothing the sting with his tongue, Rian continued his journey to my tits.

There, he used his hands and mouth to make me cry out.

The way he’d just twist my barbells was enough to bite, but not to become too painful, making them harder than nails.

Then he’d knead the breast he wasn’t sucking on.

I was burning up, and he hadn’t even touched my pussy.

It was dripping wet, and a single touch would likely send me into an orgasm.

I almost wept when he left my tits. His journey from there to my stomach was slow. He lapped at my skin like a cat licking cream. I tried to wiggle, and his hands gripped my hips. He lifted his head.

“Don’t do that. You’ll hurt yourself. I know where you like to be touched and how. Enjoy.”

When his mouth went to work, I tried my hardest to do as he ordered. The last thing I wanted was for him to stop. I whimpered when his lips placed tiny kisses over the new scar on my side.

“Whenever I see this or the other one, I think about how close it was to me losing you. I can never do that, Gianna. You’re my world. I can’t live without you.”

“Rian, I feel the same way about you. It’s been quick, but I know in my heart that you’re the only man for me.”

This remark earned me a smile, and then he kissed his way to my mound. I held my breath. Rian raised and snagged a pillow. He gently spread my legs and then propped my thigh on it. With me positioned so he could get to me yet protect my leg, he lay on his stomach between my legs.

He started by blowing warm air across my wetness.

It caused me to whimper. Then, he ran his finger through my folds.

After that, he took his first tongue swipe.

I shuddered. From there, my man lapped, nuzzled, rubbed his goatee, and used his teeth, tongue, lips, and fingers until I was a babbling mess.

He kept me on the edge of an orgasm for I don’t know how long.

I was afraid he wasn’t going to let me have one.

Suddenly, Rian sucked hard on my pierced clit, while thrusting his fingers inside of my pussy and raking across my G-spot. I went soaring, and I had to muffle my scream. My body shook, and my cum released from inside of me, soaking my pussy more. My man eagerly lapped it up.

By the time I was done and lying there boneless, he kissed my inner thighs and then sat up. He was smiling. But I saw that his erection was worse than before. The entire thing was a dark red. The veins were standing in relief, and the head of his cock was shining with his precum.

“ Miele , let me take care of that for you,” I pleaded.

“How is your leg? Your side?”

“They’re fine. Barely a twinge. I can’t leave you like this, Rian.”

He gave me one of his sexy smirks. Then he rolled over beside me. He took the pillow out from under my leg and turned me onto my side, so I lay on my good leg. Rian then placed the pillow in front of the good leg and bent my hurt knee. That one, he eased onto the pillow.

Once I was in a position that satisfied him, he asked, “How does that feel?”

“It feels fine.”

“Good,” was all he said.

Then I felt the rigid probe of the head of his cock against my opening a moment before he pressed inside. I moaned the whole way. He was panting hard and muttering, “Fuck” until he was buried inside me to his balls. When he was, he paused.

“Fucking incredible. I swear, every time gets better.” Rian muttered hoarsely.

Then he pulled back until the tip was the only thing inside.

The scrape of his piercing made me whimper.

Rian turned my head so I was looking over my shoulder.

He latched onto my mouth and kissed me hungrily.

As we kissed, he kept thrusting. I wanted to move, but I knew he’d stop if I did too much, so I contented myself, pushing my hips back to meet him when he stroked inward.

We were at this for several minutes. He groaned when I clenched around him.

His mouth was still feeding on mine, and then his hand came up and lightly gripped my throat. “I can’t hang on. It’s too good,” he said gutturally.

With that said, Rian sped up, and as he pounded my pussy, he sucked on my tongue and held my throat in a grip tight enough to make me aware he was there but not enough to cut off my breathing.

I was right there with him. His hand was doing something new to me.

A handful of strokes later, I peaked. I tightened on him and screamed.

I didn’t try to muffle it this time. He jerked and then grunted loudly as he came.

Warm cum filled me as I worked to drag every drop from him.

We slowly relaxed into the mattress after we were both drained.

Rian didn’t move. He lay there with his slowly softening cock inside of me.

“Please tell me I didn’t get too rough at the end.”

“No, you did not. I can’t believe how wonderful it is between us. Every time, Rian, you make me see heaven.”

“It’s the same for me. I shouldn’t bring this up right now, but it came to mind, being here and inside of you. When this thing with Tobias is over, I want us to talk about kids.”

“What about them?” I asked.

He groaned as he withdrew. I rolled onto my back so I could see him more clearly.

“I want us to talk about having them. I know you said you want kids and at least four. But we never said when we wanted to start. I don’t want to push you before you’re ready.

Please don’t think that. But when you are, I want you to know it’s a given that I am, too.

And I know that you’re much younger than me.

You have plenty of time. I just want it to be before I’m too old to have fun with them and chase them around the yard, teach them to ski, and all that fun stuff.

It seems the men in our generation are starting later than our dads. ”

“Rian, does our age difference bother you?” I knew that he was just over twelve years older than me. It didn’t bother me, but maybe it did him.

“No, other than I’ll be an old codger, and you’ll still be a hot young thing. People will call me a cradle robber and wonder why you’re with me,” he grinned.

“Yeah, sure they will. I think it’ll be the other way around. As for your question, I do want children soon. However, I can’t concentrate on that until we take care of Tobias.”

“I wouldn’t expect you to. And not before Dr. K says you’re completely healed.”

“Then why don’t we say to be continued as soon as we’re free of my psycho?” I suggested.

“Sounds like a plan. Now, one more kiss, then I need to get you cleaned up. You need your rest.”

“Sounds good,” I said around a yawn. We both laughed.