Page 49 of Surrender

She lifted her eyes, searching the room. There, by the door, stood her husband. Her wonderful, scheming, thoughtful husband. She mouthed “thank you,” and he nodded before slipping into the hallway. As much as she wished he’d stay, she was grateful for the alone time with Janie. The two of them had much to talk about.

“You’re all right? The doctors treated you well at the hospital?” Fiona asked as they sank down on one of the couches.

Janie laughed and waved her hand dismissively in the air. “A hospital? Are you serious? The place I stayed at was like a five-star hotel—and it was right next to the beach. I hardly noticed the medical staff at all to tell you the truth. I spent most of my time worrying about you, though. I wish you could’ve told me where you were going.” She squeezed Fiona’s hand.

A rush of guilt and sadness swept through Fiona. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t allowed to tell anyone where I was going. Did Merokk fill you in on the ride here?”

“Oh yes, dear. He’s a charming fellow. So polite—and handsome!” Her face grew somber. “He told me you did it for me. You didn’t have to do that, Fiona. We could’ve found a way to survive in the settlement. But, I suppose it worked out for the best.” She sighed and looked up at the ceiling and mumbled a few incoherent words followed by an “amen.”

Fiona smiled through her tears. She’d missed her mother so very much. “Come on, Mom, I’ll show you to your room. I think you’ll love it.”

Chapter 30

“Isshe all settled in her room?” Merokk met Fiona on the stairs as she emerged from the second-floor hallway. The light from the massive chandelier above the staircase caused her dress to shimmer like a silver sea reflecting the sun as she moved toward him. His gaze dropped appreciatively to the swell of her breasts and swept back to her eyes. His pulse quickened in anticipation of the night to come.

“Yes, she’s already asleep.”

“I was told she would be all right as long as she took her medication and saw a doctor regularly. And I can summon my doctor if there are any emergencies. She should get along just as well here as in the medical resort. Well, likely better since she’ll have someone who loves her to watch over her.” He reached for Fiona’s hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. If he’d known her real name, he would’ve brought her mother here months ago.At least he liked to think he would have. But he didn’t voice this thought out loud—he didn’t wish for her to think he was scolding her, particularly when he’d already forgiven her for the deception.

“I think she’ll get along better here. I have you to thank for that.” She slipped her fingers through his and closed their hands together. She grinned, the smile touching her eyes so they sparkled gorgeous and blue—completely happy for the first time since they’d met. His insides warmed knowing he was responsible for it, and he hoped it was a good omen for the days to come.

“So, a family member of yours, eh?” Playfully, she put a hand on her hip and raised one eyebrow. “You tricked me.”

“I only wanted to surprise you. You deserve to be happy.” His expression grew serious. “I want you to be happy, Fiona.”

“I am happy, Merokk.” She feigned the fakest yawn he’d ever seen and batted her eyelashes. “I’m also very, very tired.”

“Ready for bed, little one?”

Her smile faded, and her cheeks flushed bright pink as if on cue. She stared up at him, her eyes burning with a need only he could fulfill. Pulling at his hand, she tried to lead him up the stairs, but Merokk didn’t budge. “Hey, let’s go!”

“Such a needy little thing,” he mused, yanking her closer so her back was pressed hard to his chest. Brushing her hair out of the way, he nipped at her nape, drawing his teeth all the way around to her ear. “What do you think is going to happen when we get in the bedroom?”

She whimpered and rolled her head to the side, giving him better access to her neck as he continued his trail of love bites. His cock stiffened, and he ground it against her ass. He cupped her breasts in his hands, kneading them through the silky fabric of her dress. Breathing in the flowery scent of her hair, he slid one hand down her flat stomach and rubbed his palm over her pussy.

“Oh!” she gasped and gyrated her hips against him. Her arousal reached his sensitive nose, causing his mouth to water. He would taste her soon, splay her perfect folds apart and lick her smooth insides.

“Upstairs, now,” he growled in her ear. He scooped her up in his arms and ascended the steps to the third floor. Once inside their bedroom, he made quick work of removing her clothing and restraining her arms and legs to the bed. He wanted to take his time playing with her pussy, especially the little nubbin hidden between those pretty folds. He loved to suck, bite, slap, and rub her clit until it became dark and swollen and she begged for release.

Merokk hurriedly undressed, tossing his clothes across the room. He settled himself atop her and leaned down to capture her lips, his stiff cock pressing along the smooth flesh of her stomach. He fisted his hands in her hair, pulling her up to meet him as he thrust his tongue in to meet hers. She moaned delicately into his mouth, humming her desire and urging him to give her more.

He broke away and stared into her eyes for a long moment, stroking his fingers through her silky hair.

Bending down, he trailed kisses along her neck and lower, all the way to her breasts. He teased her nipples until they became hard pebbles crowning her soft mounds, biting and flicking with his tongue until she thrashed her head about and pulled futilely at the restraints. He pushed two fingers into her wet heat and pumped fast as his mouth descended on her clit.

“Oh!” she yelled, squirming beneath him.

Her breathing came in ragged gasps. The scent of her arousal beckoned him to continue the sweet torture of her pussy. He added a third finger and suctioned his mouth over her clit, forcing extra blood to rush into the hardened nub. She was beside herself, moaning and writhing upon the bed. He drew back, pulled his fingers out, and splayed her folds apart.So fluxxing perfect.

“I love your pussy, Fiona.” He gathered juices from her core and brushed his wet fingers over her engorged clit. It pulsed under his touch, and he knew she was one calculated rub away from a mind-blowing release.

Positioning his hugely erect cock at her sopping wet entrance, Merokk pushed inside. He gave her a few quick thrusts before stilling and waiting for her to open her eyes. When she did, he swirled a digit around her clit until he felt her pussy clamping down on him as she came hard on his cock. Her hands twisted in the restraints, and a light sheen of sweat glistened on her body. A blissful expression crossed her face, and her eyes shut again as she fought to catch her breath. Wasting no time, he gripped her hips and began pumping with fast and deep strokes.

He glanced down and one look at her swollen clit protruding from the top of her folds was all it took to send him shooting over the edge. His cock jerked inside her as he spilled his seed, filling her up as electric jolts of pleasure sizzled between their bodies. He cursed in his own tongue as the last wave of his powerful release receded.

After taking a moment to recover, Merokk freed her from the restraints. He rubbed her wrists and ankles with gentle caresses. She’d pulled against them hard enough to leave rings of red marring her pretty flesh. He kissed the marks and pulled her into his lap. Her eyes fluttered open, and she shot him a fatigued but dreamy smile.

“I love you,” she said, snuggling her head against his chest.

He stroked her hair and hugged her close. “My sweet Fiona, I love you, too.

~THE END~