Heart Recaptured (Hades Hangmen, #2)(114)

But my baby loved it.

What the f*ck time is it anyway? I thought as I rolled over seeing the clock on wall read five a.m.—sunrise.

Sitting up in bed, I pulled a smoke from my bedside table and swung my legs outta bed, my feet hitting the wooden floor as I stretched out my back.

Slipping on my jeans, I walked from the room into the kitchen and stood at the back door, knowing exactly what I would see through the window.

And there she was, Lilah, sitting on the edge of the garden watching the sunrise come over the hill in the distance. She was dressed, as always, in a long white nightgown, but this one was sleeveless, low necked and thin strapped—an improvement on the one she used to wear. In fact, I’d burned those f*ckers, they didn’t have enough access.

Since becoming my wife a couple of weeks ago, she had gradually opened up to me more, about her past, her fears. And she had finally become happy with herself. The scars on her face had freed her of her demons.

She thought herself ugly.

I thought she was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen in my life.

Opening the door and stepping out on to the porch, I walked over to Lilah, her head tipped back as she drank in the sun, a whisper of a smile on her lips.

Taking a final drag of my smoke, I threw the cherry to the ground and silently kneeled down, pressing my lips to Lilah’s pursed mouth.

Taking her by surprise, Lilah gasped, her hands landing on my cheeks in shock. Taking advantage of her newly opened mouth, I slipped in my tongue and Lilah immediately groaned as my tongue met hers.

Pulling back, I kissed my way over the face-long scar on her face and eventually pulled back to stare down into her big blue eyes, her black lashes seeming huge as they fluttered against her cheek. Lilah’s face was flushed and she was out of breath, but a huge smile spread on those f*cking beautiful fat lips.

“Mornin’, sweet cheeks,” I greeted, flashing her a grin and giving her a wink. I sat down the dewy grass beside my old lady, immediately lying down on my back, placing my head on her lap.

Lilah’s hand lifted and combed back my hair with her fingers as she smiled down at me. “Good morning, baby,” she said quietly, then glanced away, tilted her head and pressed her fingers over her lips telling me to be quiet.

I raised my eyebrows as everything went silent, then birds suddenly began to sing and Lilah closed her eyes, just listening to the noise. A serene expression lit up her face, and her eyes drifted open to look into mine.

“Mockingbirds,” she whispered, like the sound of her voice would disturb their song.

You should always wake in the morning and listen to the birds. Flashbacks at some of her first words to me raced through my head.

I couldn’t believe that we were here right now, like this… f*cking married… f*cking happy.

My chest began to ache with how much I loved this woman, and I reached up, pulling Lilah down on top of me. Lilah screamed out a laugh as she landed on my chest, her hands gripping my biceps.

“Ky!” she shouted, giggling and, wrapping my hands in her short hair, I forced her down to my lips, this time wanting more than just a f*cking kiss.

Running my free hand down Lilah’s nightgown, I lifted the bottom and brought it up to her waist, exposing her naked ass, before slipping my fingers back down the crack of her ass, past her *, finding her clit.

Lilah broke from the kiss on a moan and looked down into my eyes, her eyes hooded as her hips began to work against my fingers, her hips stroking my cock.

“Didn’t like you not being in bed this morning, baby. Didn’t like waking up alone,” I said as I pulled down the straps of her nightgown, her perfect stacked tits now exposed. Leaning forward, I took a nipple into my mouth and licked at the hard, raised flesh.

Feeling her * was drenched, I released her tit from my mouth and rolled us over until I was lying on top of her. Making quick f*cking work of snapping the buttons on my jeans, I pulled out my cock, and wrapping Lilah’s leg over my shoulder, sunk straight into her wet hole.

“Christ!” I hissed through gritted teeth as I filled my woman to the hilt and immediately started working my hips, her tight cunt feeling so f*cking good.

Wrapping her arms around my neck, Lilah’s eyes closed as I reached down and circled her clit with my thumb. I watched my woman as she licked along her lips, her long moans getting louder and louder, the faster I pushed inside her.

Feeling my balls tighten, I clenched my jaw and breathed through my nose, trying to keep control. “Fuck, baby,” I said, “You’re so f*ckin’ tight… so f*ckin’ beautiful…”

“Ky!” Lilah cried out and jerked as her * started clenching my cock. Her nails dug into my neck and her fingers pulled on my long hair, making me groan. “I am close… I am… ah!” Lilah’s head snapped back and her back arched as she came. I pushed into her three more times, keeping tight hold on her leg over my shoulder and bellowed out as I came so hard that my legs actually shook.

Out of breath, I wrapped Lilah’s leg loosely around my waist and dropped my chest down to hers, nuzzling into her soft tits.

“Mmm…” I murmured, licking at her damp skin, “now that’s a good f*ckin’ way to wake up.”

“Yes,” Lilah said, breathlessly. “Morning’s are most certainly my favorite time of the day.”

Laughing at her attempt at a joke, I raised my head and crushed my lips against hers, only breaking away to say, “Love you, beautiful.”