Kenton (20 page)

you want with her after if she’s free or whenever. But we’re going away for the

weekend and won’t be back until Monday.”

They moved out of the building and to the waiting limo. Kenton had had the local

hotel reserve them a room with all the trimming befitting a new bride and groom. He

wanted this to be as special as they could make it under the circumstances. And later,

when this was settled, he was going to take her on a cruise for a month. Kenton wanted

it all for his new wife.

When Emma started to enter the room ahead of him, Kenton scooped her up in his

arms. He was doing this right.

The room was as beautiful as he’d hoped. Roses in vases were on every flat surface.

Petals of the fragrant flowers were spread out over the bed, and a single red bud sat on

the middle of the pillows as he had requested. He had had champagne chilled for them,

as well as a tray of meats and cheese set out. There was a large basket filled with more

fruit, and even another bottle of the sparkly wine from his family, and a note from them

telling them both to love each other but to keep up their strength too. He thought that

Lewis had put the card together.

“You’re such a romantic.” He nuzzled her neck and then nipped at her creamy

flesh. “Kenton, you’re making me nuts doing this. Put me down so I can show you what

I bought you.”

He held onto her, pulling her tighter to his chest and heart. He loved her. Kenton

had told her that before, but seeing her with her grandda and hearing him talk about

the love lost, Kenton knew he was a very lucky man.

“If you think you’re getting out of my sight, you’re sadly mistaken.” He sat her on

her feet and pulled her body to his. “I love the way you smell right now. All fresh and

sexy.”

“How does one smell sexy, I wonder? But then I think you smell that good too. Did

I tell you that I have a wonderful nighty?” His cock, already hard as stone, seemed to

thicken and make his pants even tighter as her words registered in his head. “It’s blue

like you are when you’re my dragon, and very see-through as well. Very lacy. I’ve been

thinking about it all day and what you’d think when you saw it on me. You do want to

see me in it, don’t you?”

He took a step back from her, and she giggled. “If you want to be able to go put it

on, I would suggest that you go now. Run, as a matter of fact.” When she didn’t move,

he reached for her again, and then she took a step back. “Emma, I’m holding on by a

very thin thread right now. Go and make me beg.”

“Oh Kenton, I plan to make you beg. All night long.” As she moved by him, lifting

up his tie and pulling him close enough for a kiss, he thought he was going to die. She

was his wife, all his, and she was going to kill him.

Laughing, he pulled off his tie and jacket. Pulling the bottle out of the ice, he poured

her a glass and then himself one. As he undressed, slipping out of his pants and shoes,

he thought of what might be in store for them for the rest of the night. All he could

really think about was the nighty and what it might look like, and the fact that Emma

was his wife.

As soon as she came out of the bathroom, the only thing that was in his head was he

was in so much trouble right now.

Emma didn’t have a clue how to be sexy. She knew that he was pleased with her,

but she wasn’t sure how to make him beg. As she made her way to him and the

champagne that was sitting on the small table for her, she thought of how to walk

without looking stupid.

“Christ.” Pausing in mid–step, she asked him what was wrong. “Wrong? Nothing

is wrong. You’re amazing. Beautiful. Sexy. And mine.”

“Thank you.” As she put her glass to her lips, the bubbles tickled her nose and she

smiled at him over the rim. “I thought you’d be naked or at least ready for me. I guess

you just don’t want to please me very much. Poor Kenton. Are you not in the mood?”

“Oh baby, I’m very ready for you.” When he moved his hand down his incredibly

sexy chest to his cock, she moaned. Glass still in hand, she reached out with the other

hand and cupped him gently in her fingers. He rocked into her palm, and Emma felt

her pussy soak through her tiny panties. “What do you want to do to me first?”

She nearly told him that she had no idea when a thought popped into her head.

Putting the glass down on the table, her hands shaking just a little, she went to her

knees in front of him. Kissing the tip of his cock through his briefs, she nearly came

when he rocked into her mouth.

Peeling off his silky briefs, she licked the crown of his cock while pulling them

down over his knees. They hung up there once, but she was too busy trying to take as

much of him as she could into her mouth to care. When he put his hand to the back of

her head, she moaned, which nearly brought him to his knees they were trembling so

badly. Then he cried out for her to do it again.

He fucked her mouth, gently at first, then with more vigor. The harder he stroked

the back of her throat, the more she needed of him. And when he pulled her away from

him, Emma looked up at him and could see his dragon running along his skin, his eyes

glazed in what she thought was pain. But she knew, in some way, that he was hurting

because of what she was doing to him.

“I need you.” Nodding, she reached for him again. “No. Oh baby, if you keep that

up I’m going to come down the back of your throat and not in your pussy.”

“You can do both.” He growled low, sending vibrations all the way through her.

Taking his cock back to her mouth, she swallowed him down passed the tight rings at

the back of her throat. He cried out again, this time shouting that he was coming.

The taste of him was hot, spicy, and slightly sweet. As she held him, his cock filling

her throat with each of his hard pounding strokes, Emma reached down between her

thighs and touched her clit. That was all it took for her to come, screaming around his

cock as her release took her.

He jerked from her, leaving her feeling like there was more but not sure how to get

it. When he told her to stand up, she wasn’t sure what he was saying really. His voice

was dark and full of sex.

Before she could guess what he was going to do, she was up off the floor and bent

over the bed. His cock filled her fully, his hands holding her at her hips while he

pounded her pussy hard. Each time she thought she was going to come from it, the

pleasure that he was giving her, she held out, knowing that when he came deep inside

of her as her husband, it was going to be different than it had been before. He leaned

over her, his body nearly bent half over hers, and she cried out when he cupped her

breast and pinched hard on her nipple. Emma saw stars even as her body detonated

around his.

Her breathing stopped; her head felt like it spun around. When her vision blurred

out, then snapped into place again, she screamed. Her climax felt as if it was coming

from something yet unknown to her and filling her entire being. As she came again, her

body bowled over with it, Emma held onto the bed. She knew that she was set to fly

away if she came one more time like that.

As Emma tried to get her breathing back under control and her heart rate back to

normal, he pulled her up and turned her in his arms. As soon as he lifted her up, Emma

knew that he was far from finished with her.

“This is lovely, but I need all of you.” The pretty nighty was in ribbons of silk on the

floor. He took her breast in his mouth. As soon as the bed touched her back, Emma

wrapped her legs around his hips and held on. He entered her hard, taking her breath

away once again, making screaming, much less talking, impossible.

“Come for me, baby.” She nodded, knowing that she was as close as she’d ever

been without going over the edge. And when he lifted her ass up, cupped her in his big

hand and pulled her tighter to him, Emma felt her entire body respond.

There was no breath in her body to scream. Her heart stopped beating, and every

part of her shut down for a full second. This time she was sure that he was set on killing

her. Then when she came, it seemed to release a part of her that she’d never felt before.

It was deep within her heart, and she knew that it would forever belong to no one but

Kenton.

When she opened her eyes, she looked around the dark room. There was a small

light coming from under the bathroom door, but she knew that no one was in there.

Kenton wrapped his body tighter around hers, and she relished in his love.

“You killed me, I think. Is this heaven?” He laughed and kissed her on the shoulder.

“It was different this time. You feel it too?”

“Yes, I did. I have never…it was as if I was having sex for the first time. I mean, sex

with the right person. You are the perfect person for me.” He kissed her shoulder again,

then held her tighter. She knew that something had happened and really didn’t want to

ask.

“What do you know? And please, don’t keep things from me. It frightens me to

think you might be trying to keep me safe when I need to know. Okay?” He said that he

would, he promised. “No secrets between us ever. As soon as you know something, I

want to know. Then when I’m told something, I’ll keep you informed as well. We can’t

make this work if we don’t talk about things.”

“Jorden just told me that your mom is at this hotel. She checked in an hour ago.”

Emma rolled to her back and looked up at Kenton as he continued. “She’s alone and

making several calls out of the city. He’s tracking them now. He’s watching Steward

too. They think he’s on his way here to meet up with her. They’re playing right into our

hands.”

“What does Jorden think she’s doing? And he’s being careful, isn’t he? I don’t want

anyone hurt with this. What time is it anyway? I mean, it’s really late, right?” Kenton

told her it was well after midnight. “So, she’s calling to have us a special wedding gift

delivered? What is it you’re not telling me again?”

“I was working up to it. I just didn’t want to ruin your sexual buzz just yet. Your

grandfather called too.” Emma sat up and pulled the sheet up over her nudity. Kenton

just smiled at her before he looked at her face. “She’s hired a hitman. He’s to take you

out before you get into the courthouse, and then me. We’re both going to be dead by

nine-thirty this morning. Not a very fitting gift now that you think about it, is it, love?”

“That’s not funny.” He told her that he didn’t think it was either, and was trying to

ease things up a bit. “I’m sorry. I’m so sick of this shit. So what did my grandfather say?

That he was helping her pay them off?”

“No, he said that he’s taking care of the hitman for you, that we shouldn’t worry.”

Emma didn’t want to know what that meant, and Kenton seemed to understand. “You

should also know that he’s taken precautions with my family as well. There are trusted

guards on all of them while they sleep. Lewis said he ordered a pizza and when it came,

the man at his door asked to look at it. He said he offered him a slice and the guy came

in and enjoyed it with him. But he never put his gun down.”

She tried to wrap her head around the fact that her mother wanted her dead, as

well as the rest of the McCades. What the hell had she ever done to her? Not to mention,

where did she get off trying to kill Kenton and his family? They hadn’t done anything

at all to her. She started to lay back down when she thought of something.

“She won’t be home.” He nodded. “I mean, she’s not there now, at my dad’s house.

You said she was here in this hotel. We need to go there now and take it back from her.”

Kenton only stared at her for a few seconds before he got up and started to dress. A

bag for each of them had been delivered before they had gotten here, and Emma got up

to do the same. Dressing and thinking had it take her longer than she thought it should

have. When Kenton sat on the edge of the bed, he told her that Jorden and Grady were

going to meet them there.

“Dalton is going to stay here. He said he can legally keep an eye on her and her

comings and goings, but he really can’t go to the house unless you want him to file a

report on it. If anyone asks, he said he was going to say that she’s under suspicion of

fraud. Which I guess she is.” She asked him what his brothers thought of what they

were doing. “Lewis is jealous that he didn’t think of it. Dalton said you’d make a great

cop, and Jorden said that he knew you were smarter than me. Which I said you were,

and he laughed at me. Grady and Vance said that you were much too smart for me and

that I should simply give up on trying and let them have a go at being your husband. I

assured both of them that you’d kill them the first time you slept with them, that you

nearly did me.”

“You did not.” He turned and grinned at her. “You jerk. Whatever will they think

of me now? Like I’m some sort of sex pot or something?”