Chapter 266
"Why are you looking away from me? I can still see the blush on your cheeks when you turn away from me. It excites me when you act shy. It is unlike your usual temper. I hope it is an effect only I have on you," Killian said. He kept still as he became rigid once more. Amelia was more addicting than she would ever know.
"Of course, it is only you. I have been with no other man than you. I keep telling everyone that Cyrus-"
"Don’t," Killian warned, as he did not want to hear about the former guard now.
Amelia bit her lip, mentally slapping herself. She only wanted to tell him that she had done nothing with anyone else.
Killian looked away from Amelia to calm his thoughts before looking at her again. He still wasn’t over how close Amelia was to Cyrus and how she tried to hide how sad she was that he was gone. Having Cyrus on her mind made him want to take her again so her mind would be filled with only him.
"Why are men always this jealous? I only meant to say that any rumors you hear are wrong. I came here with a northerner by my side. I know what was assumed, and when we go down to the Blackwell castle, they will try to taunt you since he is no longer by my side. No matter what they say, please believe that you are the only man I have been with and want to be with," Amelia said.
"I know. You bled the first time we made love, and it wouldn’t have mattered if you didn’t. You were not my first, so I would have no right to be upset," said Killian, as such things never bothered him. It would be different if the man she laid with was close by because he would have to kill him. "It is only natural for me to hate other men around you. That’s enough thinking about others. Think only of me. Cold?" He asked as he finally pulled his length out of her.
"No," Amelia said, shaking her head. Killian was still incredibly hot and kept her warm. "I’m sorry," Amelia apologised when she noticed the scratches she made on his chest. She hoisted herself up when she felt Killian’s tip at her entrance.
"Make more of them," Killian said, placing her hand on his chest where there was a mark from her nails.
Amelia didn’t know what to say to him wanting her to practically hurt him. A single moan escaped her lips when she felt him grip her buttocks before pushing inside her, stretching her insides to accept him once more. The feeling of his large hands digging into her skin while he entered her felt like pure bliss. Now she understood why he enjoyed the feeling of her digging her nails into his skin. It added something more.
Killian never once took his eyes off Amelia as he kept a steady pace burying his length in her and then pulling out enough to have her shudder. He watched how her mouth fell open when he was inside of her and listened carefully to the cries of his name. She would occasionally bite her lip as if worried someone nearby would hear her cries. To stop her from torturing her lips, he would aim for the spot that would always have her throw back her head a little.