Page 44 of The Devil's Heir

Liliana

I haven't had a dream like that in a long while. Maybe it's the pregnancy hormones, or perhaps it's because of the fight with Jarek, but the nightmare came back. It's the one I always had of him chasing me from the school and right into traffic. I thought I was over it… I guess not.

After our argument the day before, I came to my room, and as much as I tried not to—I cried.

I'm not sure what to do anymore. Do I really want the contract that I'm forced to submit until the time I can leave, or do I tear it up and hope to live somewhat of a normal life here with Jarek. Can I be happy with him?

He's here now, holding me and comforting me from my dream—well, he was until my words shattered the moment. Jarek hovers over me, his dark eyes boring into mine as he takes steadying breaths while gazing down.

My pulse kicks up a notch, my own breathing turning shallow as I feel the heat of his stare burning into mine. It's hard to form a response with the way he's looking at me, but I push one out eventually.

"I'm trying, Jarek."

Jarek's body eases from its tense state, his gaze drifting to my mouth. Seizing the moment, I run my tongue over my lips, softening their dryness and preparing them for the possibility of what? A kiss? Is that what I want—for Jarek to kiss me?

Yes.

He doesn't say anything as he slowly descends, my heart stopping altogether when he pauses mere centimeters from my lips.

He's waiting. He's giving me a chance to deny him, but I won't. Instead, I apply pressure to his hand on my throat, trying to press mine against his, and finally, Jarek closes the gap and kisses me.

It's soft at first, and when I part my lips to let him in, he doesn't hesitate. His tongue plunders my mouth, sweeping around mine in an erotic dance. A moan slips free, and he deepens the kiss even more.

I can feel his hardness press against me as he moves until his body covers mine completely. My legs open, making room for Jarek.

He breaks the kiss to gaze down at me, his lips shiny from our saliva. His stare is raw and hungry, causing my lady bits to tingle in anticipation. Jarek is already naked, but I'm in a long negligee and panties.

Jarek releases my neck to cup my face as he states, "I won't take this further unless you ask me to, Liliana."

It's Liliana now, and not pauper.

Biting the corner of my bottom lip, I hesitate, but fleetingly, as I look Jarek in the eye and say, "Make love to me…"

He doesn't steal my lips immediately, though. No, Jarek closes his eyes and lets out a long sigh first. Then, he's claiming my lips like a man starved.

Jarek removes his hand from my face and slides it down my body until he gets to my thigh. Fisting the satin material of my gown in his hand, he inches it up slowly. I lift my ass up so he can push it up and over my hips, giving him full access to me.

He breaks our kiss once again, moving down the length of my body to settle at the apex of my thighs.

"Move your panties to the side and show me your pretty pussy, Lily. Offer it to me and I'll be sure to devour it and leave us both sated." Jarek's voice is low and gravelly.

When I pull the scrap of material to the side, a low groan escapes his lips just before he descends upon my heat. I jerk at the feel of his tongue swiping through the oversensitive area, but he wraps his arms under my thighs, bringing them around to hold me in place.

"Oh, my God…" I cry out, reaching down to entangle my hand in his hair.

He's not devouring me; he's destroying me with his mouth. With every lick and with every suck, I'm sinking farther into the depths of ecstasy. There's an inferno building deep inside of me, and the devil between my legs is the accelerant that will cause me to combust at any moment .

"Jarek… please!" I beg.

He groans some more and tightens his hold on my legs so his thumb can reach my nub while he plunges his tongue inside me. I can't take any more of the torture.

"I'm going to come, Jarek!" I pant.

He growls, sending vibrations through me, and I let go, feeding him my arousal as I convulse against his mouth. Little tremors rack my body with each lick he swipes through my folds as he laps up every drop.

"Hm…" I hum when my body returns to me, and Jarek comes up for air.

He wipes my arousal from his face while gazing lustfully at me. My eyes drop to see his throbbing length, and my core twitches to life once again at seeing it so hard. Reaching my hand out, I wrap it around him and stroke.

"Let me taste you…" I whisper, but he shakes his head.

"There's no way I'll be able to hold back. I'm too close as it is. I need to be inside you, Lily." Jarek pulls off my panties and lines himself up to my slit before looking into my eyes. "Tell me what you want, Liliana."

There's no hesitation this time as I reply, "I want you, Jarek."

He pushes forward, spearing me with his cock as he slides all the way in. I feel so full when he's inside me—so tight.

"Fuck, you feel so good, Lily," Jarek groans before pulling out slowly and then pushing back in at the same pace.

Jarek doesn't fuck me. I asked him to make love to me, and that's exactly what he does. He doesn't seem like the type to make love, so I wasn't sure what to expect. I've only ever had it one way, so feeling him slow it down the way he's doing is a whole new experience for me.

I get lost in Jarek's every thrust and with every stroke of my body. He worships every inch until I'm a quivering mess, and I come again and again. It isn't until my fourth orgasm that Jarek lets go himself, and releases his own deep inside.

No sooner do we finish than Jarek moves to my side and pulls me into his embrace. "Sleep, my sweet pauper. I will not hurt you anymore."

Another piece of the wall around my heart breaks off with his words. He didn't use my nickname as a derogatory term but one of endearment. I can handle that . Those are my last thoughts as I drift off and find sleep in the devil's embrace.

The wafting smell of bacon and eggs awakens me, and I stumble from the bed with my hand over my mouth. I run to the ensuite and fall to my knees in front of the toilet.

It's been a couple of weeks since we found out I was pregnant, and I haven't had any morning sickness. Apparently, it's finally started if the contents of last night's supper coming up is any indication.

"Are you okay, Lily?" Jarek asks worriedly as he follows me to the bathroom.

"Just a little morning sickness," I respond before heaving again.

I feel my hair being pulled out of the way and then a hand on my back, rubbing up and down while I finish emptying my stomach. I have to admit, Jarek has been very attentive to me when he's home. He calls multiple times throughout the day to ensure I'm okay and not needing anything.

He knows I have Jackson here with me in case I do, but he still checks in, and I think it's sweet. I can no longer argue that Jarek is the same old person because he's not. He's trying to make up for the past; I see it daily and in every gesture.

It's the weekend, and for some reason, he decided to bring me breakfast in bed. I feel bad that it backfired, but he still gets an A for effort.

"If you're feeling better later, I have a surprise for you," he states, kissing the back of my head.

Grabbing some toilet paper, I wipe my mouth and flush the toilet. Jarek helps me up off the floor and I turn to the sink to brush my teeth.

I squeeze the toothpaste onto the brush and ask, "What is it?"

I find him grinning mischievously in the mirror behind me and narrow my eyes at him. I spit and then brush again. Jarek remains silent until I'm done and I've rinsed off my toothbrush. Spinning on him, I place my hands on my hips and raise my brow at him.

"It's not nice to tease me by bringing it up and then not telling me what it is. You should at least wait until it's time to give it to me." I huff.

Jarek pulls me into him and nuzzles my neck. "Maybe I want to give you something else before I give you your surprise."

Instantly, I melt in his arms. I never knew how hormonal I'd get by being pregnant, but just the slightest touch causes a sopping mess in my panties. He chuckles because he's also aware of it.

"Jarek…" I whisper softly. "I should shower. I'm still dirty from last night."

"You're only dirty with my cum. It doesn't matter because I'm just going to fill you up more," he muses.

"I reek of sex," I argue.

"No, you reek of being mine— and I love that scent."

That's all it takes for Jarek to have me falling back into bed with him so I can let him have his way. We're learning each other's weaknesses when it comes to the other, and we use them to get our way. It's the one thing we have in common, at least.

"So, what's the surprise?" I ask as I lay in Jarek's arms after our little fuck session.

He rubs my arm and hums, "Hm? What surprise are you talking about?" he teases.

I slap his bare arm. "The one you told me about when I was puking my guts up because of your spawn," I joke back.

He laughs and then turns me onto my back to grin down at me. "That spawn you speak of is going to be perfect because they're going to be good like their mother."

I lose my smile, not because I'm upset, but because I'm stunned. Every day, Jarek becomes sweeter toward me, and I'm not sure how to take it. I love it, but then I'm uncertain how to feel. I'm still struggling to lower my wall completely. I want to—but I'm scared to.

"I'm serious, Lily. You're the only good in my life, and I know that any children we have together will turn out just as good because they have you."

"I'm scared. I don't know how to be a mother, never mind teach a child to be good." This has been one of my biggest concerns since learning of my pregnancy.

"You're going to be a great mother—stop doubting yourself." He leans down and kisses me before pulling away altogether. "We should shower. Your surprise should be here soon. "

Pulling me into the shower with him, we clean each other up and then towel off and dress for the day. It takes me a bit to blow dry my long hair, but he waits for me, and when I'm finished, we walk downstairs together.

"I need to go away for about a week. I have business to attend to, and I can't take you with me," Jarek states just as the doorbell chimes.

"Oh, okay. When do you leave?" I ask.

"I leave this evening."

My eyes widen. "So soon? Why are you just telling me this?"

"I just learned of it yesterday, and I've been busy trying to put together your surprise," he explains, walking toward the door. "I don't want you to be lonely, Liliana, so I went ahead and found you some company. They will stay on for as long as you need them to."

I furrow my brow, not understanding what he's talking about, but then Jarek opens the door, and the familiar faces of Heidi and Fran smile back at me.