The beast and the blessed novel by Ashley Breanne novel Chapter 70

Seventy: Killian

Killian’s P.O.V.

My hands were pressed together under my chin with my elbows on my knees. I had been staring out the balcony doors to the city below. It was one of my favorite things to do, a reminder of what I was working so hard for every day. My people.

But then I found my head turned as I stared at my mate sleeping soundly in our bed, and my hands dropped in front of me as I continued to lean forward, examining every exposed inch of her. Even the curve of her waist with the blanket covering her was attractive, and I still couldn't believe that she was mine.

She was all that I had left.

I knew Charlie would probably be gone by the time I woke up. She had no reason to stay here when I had disappointed her again. She wouldn't have stayed for me, not after what she had just witnessed last night.

"What are you doing up so early?" Natalie's soft voice called out, and I looked up at her face, smiling as I met her gaze. She was finally mine in every way.

I was proud to have her by my side, and now I had the honor of wearing her mark. I would stay true to what I said to my mother. I was going to treat Natalie the way a mate and man should. She was my everything, and I wanted to make sure that she felt it. "Good morning, my love."

Her smile stretched wider, showing her teeth as she closed her eyes. The look of pure happiness on her face filled me with pride. I stood from the armchair, climbing over her and holding myself up on my hands and knees as she rolled to her back. Her brown hair was wild around her head as it fanned itself across the pillow.

I knew I was probably setting wrinkles into my dress clothes, but I didn't care. My mate blinked up at me with her stunning green eyes, and I leaned down and stole a kiss from her lips. "What made you smile like that? I adore that smile."

My question was met by another blindingly large spread of her lips, and suddenly everything that had been weighing on me was lifted.

Her cheeks turned an adorable shade of pink. I leaned down again, brushing my lips over each one before hovering with my nose brushing the side of hers. Her eyes fluttered closed, and her arms lifted until she was able to grab the front of my button-up with one hand and wrap the other around my neck.

"You keep using that word," Her lips brushed against mine as she whispered. I groaned, giving into temptation and pulling the duvet down as I kissed her deeply. She allowed me to move the blanket, spreading her legs for me to fall between them.

"What word?" I asked as I let my lips travel down her bare chest until I reached her perky breasts. Her nipples were hard and waiting, and I felt my dick twitch in my pants at the thought of having her again. My thumb brushed over the pebbled peak as I admired her naked body. The color was just a shade darker than her lips but looked just as inviting.

My tongue passed over her nipple as I licked her before closing my mouth over the small pink point and sucking. My teeth grazed her as she let out a moan and arched her back toward me.

I moved to the other one, and her fingers laced into my hair.

"Love," she moaned out.

I paused for a moment and felt her tense beneath me before I resumed giving her the attention and affection she deserved.

My nose brushed against her breastbone as I dragged my lips down her stomach. "That's all? That word makes you smile so big and blush so bright?"

Her body trembled as I placed a kiss just below her belly button, and she hummed in response.

"I can say it more if you would like, my love." I teased. Her knees fell to the sides as she invited me back to my favorite place in the world. There was nothing that looked, smelled, or tasted better than her, and I left an open- mouthed kiss just above her slit. My fingers joined in as I slid them down over her to her opening where her wetness had gathered.

She tightened her hold on my hair as I moved the tips of my fingers back up, spreading her labia and finding the little bundle of nerves that brought her so much pleasure.

Her breathless whisper of my name would not have reached my ears if I had not had supernatural hearing. It was so light, so airy.

That. That was my favorite sound.

"Yes, more would be good." She gasped as I let my tongue meet her clit, rubbing and licking it.

"More of that word, or more of this?" I asked as I entered her with one finger and placed my mouth back on her center.

My eyes were open as I glanced up at her, meeting her stare as she looked down the valley of her supple breasts to me between her legs.

"Yes," She moaned, closing her eyes and letting her head fall back. I pulled my finger out of her, and she wiggled her hips before glaring down at me.