Chapter 6

6

KACIE

" I 'm so fucking in love with you, Blondie."

My heart stutters in my chest, shock and raw emotion washing over me. Kellan's staring at me with such adoration, his gaze softer and more vulnerable than I've ever seen.

"I love you too," I answer, my voice a little shaky. I've known what I feel for him for days, but it seemed too insane to admit. Now, standing in front of him, it feels silly that I ever tried to ignore it. I love Kellan. I love his darkness, his heart, the way he cares for those he loves. "But you've got to stop giving me goddamn heart attacks by getting hurt!"

I step away from him for a second, gesturing for him to sit on the bed. I know he's fine—I checked him over thoroughly—but I can't stop myself from worrying. I've bandaged him up, and the way my heart's beating right now is entirely from the fact he's shirtless and showing off the abs that make my mouth water.

He sits down dutifully, never letting his eyes drop from mine. "I'm okay, Blondie," he promises gently. "I promise. Nothing like today will ever happen again. I won't let anyone hurt you. Ever."

I can't help but huff a laugh at that. Of course, it's me he's worried about. I'm entirely unharmed, and he's been grazed by a damn bullet only a week after being stabbed. But, sure, let's worry about the girl who's healthier than anyone else in the house. His overprotectiveness is charming, though.

"I know you won't," I tell him honestly. "I'm not worried about me. I love you, Kellan. I meant that."

"You worry about me, little doctor?" Kellan asks, a teasing tone to his voice. "You care about all your patients this much?"

I scoff, grabbing a pillow off the bed and throwing it at him as he laughs. "Yes, asshole, I worry about you. Yes, I care about you even if you're a terrible patient."

He moves damn fast for a man who's technically injured. His arm winds around my waist as he pulls me onto the bed with him, so I'm sprawled over his chest.

"Goddamn, I love you," he says against my lips, and my heart skips a beat again. I love hearing him say that.

"I love you, too." Heat settles between my legs as an electric current passes between us. I want to hear him tell me he loves me on repeat. That dark, gruff voice of his is so fucking hot, and when I wriggle my hips, I can feel the hard length of him press against my thigh. I bite my lip, holding in a moan.

"Then marry me."

I gasp, so surprised that I freeze on top of him. If I've learned anything about Kellan, it's that he's the kind of guy who doesn't say something he doesn't mean. And the look in his eyes is unmistakable.

He means it.

"Kellan," I breathe, happiness, surprise, and love filling me.

"I have a ring," he continues, brushing my hair away from my face and skimming his lips against mine just enough to make me crave more. "A family ring. It was my mother's and her mother's before her. It's in a safe back at my main house. It's yours as soon as we can go back. Marry me, Kacie."

The utter sincerity and adoration in his voice only makes the tidal wave of emotion in me rise higher. I kiss him fervently, pouring all I feel for him into the kiss before I murmur, "Yes."

I can't imagine my life any other way now that I've got a taste of what it's like with him. And clearly, Kellan and his team need someone around here with an ounce of medical knowledge, so I doubt I'll ever be bored.

Kellan's hands snake up my thighs, grabbing my ass as he groans against my mouth. I can't help the way my hips move, my body searching desperately for friction and the release I know he can give me.

He tries to reach for me, probably to reposition us again, but I pause and pull away, pinning him with a glare.

"I'm still your doctor?—"

"You're my fiancée ," Kellan corrects with a smirk.

I grin. "A fiancée who's still your doctor. A doctor who demands you don't injure your arm more by moving unnecessarily."

Kellan's eyes darken as he looks up at me. "If you think there's any realm in which I don't fuck you until you're screaming right now, you're sorely mistaken," he tells me, the promise in his voice making me shake on top of him.

I begin to undress as I meet his eyes, pulling my top over my head. "You're going to lie there like a good patient and let me fuck you." I stand for a second to shed the rest of my clothes. I love the way he groans as his eyes roam my body. I'm so wet I can feel it on my thighs, and I can see the outline of his hard cock through his pants.

His eyes are fixed on me as I crawl over the bed to him, hook my fingers in the waistband of his pants, and tug them down. He pushes up on his elbows, curiosity and lust mingling in his stare. My mouth waters as I take him in, naked and gorgeous and all mine.

"Give me that pretty pussy, Kacie," Kellan growls.

Shit. There's no way in hell I can deny either of us what we need any longer.

I'm careful not to jostle him more than needed as I straddle him, whimpering as the head of his cock presses against my pussy. Kellan's uninjured arm raises, his hand gripping my hip tightly as his hips rise off the mattress, pushing him into me. I gasp, my back arching as he slides inside me, pleasure sparking through my whole body. I fall back, bracing my hands on either side of his knees as I work my hips, taking every inch of him.

"Fuck, that's it," Kellan growls, his eyes locked on to where we're joined, pleasure bright in his gaze. "God, you feel so fucking good. Ride me, Blondie."

He fucks me from the bottom as I rock on top of him, too lost in bliss to tell him off for potentially aggravating his injury. To his credit, though, he doesn't move his arm and the bandage remains in place even when he thrusts up and grips me so hard with his other hand that I'm sure it'll leave bruises. I want it to. I want to wear his mark, to see the evidence of this on my skin.

With every movement, his cock rubs against the spot inside me that has stars flaring behind my eyes, and my mouth falls open as I pant and moan.

"Let me feel you come for me, Blondie," Kellan growls. "Come all over my cock, little doctor."

My movements stutter as heat explodes inside me. My eyes roll back in my head as I come, fucking him with messy, uncoordinated movements through my orgasm.

Kellan groans, and I feel his cock jerk before hot come fills me, drawing out my own pleasure until I'm limp and breathing hard.

Naked and blissed out, I lie beside my fiancé, cradled in his good arm, and fall asleep dreaming of our future together.