Until Mercy: Happily Ever Alpha World, page 13
Once we’re in the empty elevator, I call for him again, unashamed of my begging. Who am I right now?
“Kellan, why aren’t you touching me?” I turn in to him, putting my front to his and kissing his neck. He growls, his hands gripping my hips hard—bruise-worthy hard.
“Because I don’t have a hard surface to lay you down and fuck you on. I want to give you privacy to scream your sorrys to me.”
“Ohhh,” I moan, feeling his cock and his words.
“Keep kissing on me and making me want you.”
I never liked men demanding me to tend to them. But with Kellan, it’s beautiful. It’s passion and love.
I lick at his thick neck, his vein protruding with desire and resistance.
“Just like that, Mercy. Fuck, I want you.” I can’t help but rub against him, wanting to rip his clothes off of him right there.
“I love you, Kellan,” I say against his throat.
“I know you do, but you need to show me. Every day, baby, this isn’t going to be easy.”
I nod, not separating myself from his warm neck.
“We’re here,” he tells me.
I shake my head and move to the other side of his throat, not wanting this to stop.
“Fine.” With that, he scoops me up and I don’t stop. Instead, I do something very unlike me. I nip at his flesh, and I know I marked it when he growls, lightly slapping my ass. I climb up him more, my dress tearing at my thighs.
“Fuck, you need to hold on, babe. I need to open the door.”
Tightening my thighs and arms around him like a monkey, I giggle. I’m like a parasite, not wanting to let go.
“Open the door, Kellan,” I moan, nipping his ear.
“You don’t control this, Mercy. I do.”
“Then control it and get me in there. I have to have you. It’s maddening.”
“Ditto, Mercy.”
Finally, I hear that sound, the beeping that indicates the door is unlocked. Moving us into the room, he doesn’t turn any light on, only letting the light from the town around us illuminate the room through the open curtains. He sets me on the couch and stands back.
“I’m going to rip that dress, and you won’t be able to ever let another man see you in fabric made just for me.” He runs his thumb over his lip, and it’s like watching a starved animal stalking its prey. He has never shown me this side of him before.
I’ve seen him lusting and intimate, but never this enraptured side of him. This is forgiveness, and he is going to show me with his touch.
“You want that? Me to rip it off?”
I nod eagerly, my lip caught by my teeth.
“Why don’t you take it off for me?”
“Why?” I know what he wants, but I want to hear him say it.
“Because I want to see your body. Those beautiful, bare thighs, that tight, soft stomach, those tits made just for me. I want to see that body on display for me. I want to see my woman—my beautiful Mercy.”
“I’ll show you everything.” I stand then and remove his shirt.
We don’t speak.
I peer at his eyes, back and forth. I guide him, making him take a seat on the couch. Once he’s seated, I move to the other side of the coffee table in front of him.
“The dress,” The says.
I follow orders, removing my dress. Taking the straps off first, I let it fall from me. It hits the ground and pools at my feet.
“You didn’t wear panties?” he growls, and I shake my head gently.
“No, I didn’t.”
“Your ass is in for a nice slap. Take off the bra.” He tilts his head, his cock bulging against the zipper of his jeans.
Reaching behind me, I remove my bra, and it makes a slow trail down my arms before meeting my dress on the floor. I stand in nothing but my high heels and a necklace. As I bend to remove them, he stops me.
“Leave those on. Come here. Now.”
I swallow, suddenly very aware of my love for this man. I would do anything he said to me. As I stand in front of him now, he stands to his full height.
“Come here,” he commands, and I’m not ready for him when he makes the next move. Bending at the knees, he lifts me up and throws my legs over his shoulders, my core in his face. I screech suddenly when he takes me in his mouth. I throw my head back and grip his hair in my hands.
“Kellan!” His tongue makes the perfect figure eight before taking my clit in between his teeth, and I come, my body detonating, all the tension releasing.
“That’s right. Come on my tongue. You taste so good, Mercy.” He swallows it all down, not letting up, and my clit feels sensitive, almost as if it were painful.
“I can’t, please. I can’t go again.”
There is a sinister laugh that comes from deep in his chest. “You have no idea what I’m capable of doing to your body, Mercy. Don’t try to fight it. Let it happen.”
I do, my back hitting the wall beside the bedroom door where he moved us.
I use one hand to grip his hair, and the other one slams against the wall as I scream out his name, unashamed of the noises that are echoing through these rooms.
Reaching up, Kellan squeezes my breast hard, and I return the pressure with my hand in his hair.
“Look at me when you come, beautiful.”
I look down with great energy at his eyes and see he’s looking at me with those stark gray orbs, his powerful tongue working miracles on me. I can’t help but match his tongue with a roll of my hips. Grabbing his hand off my breast, I take his finger between my lips, sucking on him as if it were his cock.
“Please. Please let me,” I beg, licking at the tip of his finger. “I want to save my orgasm for your cock, Kellan. Please.” He knows what I want. I don’t have to say anymore.
“Fuck it.” When he finally lets up, I take a deep breath, and I’m glad I do, because within seconds, I’m on my knees in front of him. “Take my cock out, pretty one.”
I do as he says, undoing his belt then sliding his zipper down. My eyes are transfixed on his as he takes his thumb and rubs circles around my lips.
“I love you, Mercy.”
I don’t respond. I instead show him my love. Releasing his cock, I take him halfway into my mouth, as deep as I can.
I push his jeans down while I keep him planted in my mouth. He begins to fuck my mouth, unable to keep it off any longer. My eyes water; the grip he has on my hair and his hips working in tandem is overwhelming my senses. We have always had passion, but nothing like this. We’re reuniting and starting a new level of desire and ecstasy for one another.
“Damn it, baby.” He punches the wall with his free fist, his whole body shaking. I can feel his cock throbbing, and I know it’s coming.
“Swallow all of me, Mercy. Take your man’s cock.”
I cry around his thickness, wanting this just as badly. He slows down his thrusts, and I do the work, sliding my lips up and down him slowly yet with purpose. I know what I’m doing. I know how to get him to climax.
“Fuck! Fuck!” Just like that, I deep-throat him, putting the head of his cock to the back of my mouth as he comes. “Beautiful. So beautiful.”
I don’t pull my teary, wide eyes from him as I take all he gives me.
“Come here.” Dropping him from my mouth, I stand on shaking legs with his help. He pulls his pants up and then takes me in his arms, and my legs find their place around his waist. His arms band around my back, keeping me close against his chest. He takes my hair and tucks it behind my ear before leaving a gentle peck to my nose. “I can’t believe you’re mine. After all these years, I can’t believe you’re here.”
We move to the bed, and those sweet words make the journey there more and more intimate.
“I won’t ever leave us again.”
“Really?” He sits me down on the bed and I nod.
“I won’t. I’m yours, and I’m sorry I ever let my mind get weary and cloudy. I left, and I’m so sorry I did that. I should have trusted you to save me. I should have told you everything, and I’m sorry I didn’t.”
Kellan stands above me, running his thumb over my jaw, his eyes searching mine. “I know. I trust you,” he finally speaks. “That’s why I’m about to do this.” He turns and moves to his suitcase to take something out. I can’t see what it is, but he finds it within seconds and turns back to me. When he stands back in front of me, I look at his closed fist and tilt my head, waiting for him to show me.
“Don’t ever leave again. Please. Stay forever, no matter the threat. Because no greater threat exists than you and I being apart. That’s the real thing we should fear. No Link. No family drama. No secrets. No us. Not being us and together is the threat. That is what we should fear. Do you understand that, Mercy?”
I gulp, and the tears flood my eyes because I know that feeling. “I know. I see that. I feel it, Kellan.” I grip at my chest, and that’s when he really steals my breath.
Dropping to one knee, he opens his hand, and the ring he gave me all those years ago sits in his palm.
“Oh my God,” I weep, covering my mouth. “Kellan...”
“Marry me and wear my brand on your finger. Trust me and what this love is capable of. Be my wife, and I will spend forever at your mercy, Mercy Daniels.” He smirks as I give out a tearful laugh.
“Yes. I’ll marry you today, tomorrow, and any day after that. I love you, Kellan Ford.”
He doesn’t move at first, and I watch him fight the emotions off with great, great effort.
“It’s okay to show me your tears,” I whisper, leaning and kissing just under his eyes, catching one tear. “This isn’t going to be like last time. I’m staying. When you close your eyes and wake up, I will be there, Kellan. I will.”
“I know. Come here.” He takes my hand and slides the ring on; it’s a perfect fit. The gold band and subtle diamond looks beautiful on my finger, and I wear him on my wedding finger with pride. He stands finally, toeing off his boots and undressing the rest of the way. Once he’s completely bare in front of me, I lean in and kiss his defined V.
“All mine,” I whisper.
“All yours,” he mimics.
“How do you want me?” I kiss just below his belly button.
“I want you on top, circling those beautiful hips against my cock.”
I nod, licking my lips in hunger. He moves to the headboard, his powerful body taking up the bed. He looks like a Viking, and I want to be his lady tonight.
Climbing up the bed and straddling him, I stay up on my knees. It hits me then. “Do we have a condom?” I’m not on the pill, and we’ve already risked me getting pregnant. I need to be careful.
“No, I don’t. You know I never use one with you.”
“With me? Kellan?” I get jealous then. It’s been years since we’ve been together, and it dawns on me that he may not have stayed celibate like I did.
“No, don’t go there. I didn’t,” he assures, and instantly my heart rate steadies again. “You’re the only one I wanted, and I didn’t have you, so I didn’t need anyone else. I didn’t want anyone else.”
I nod, tucking my hair behind my ear.
“Hey, come here.” He sits up, reading my fears and insecurities like a book.
“It’s you and me since the day we met, and you would be crazy to think any woman could ever touch the places you did and the way you did. I’m yours and have been since the day I saw your pretty face in that damn bar.” I smile, an errant tear falling. “Now—I don’t have a condom. I don’t need one with you. I don’t want one.”
“But we could get pregnant,” I remind him.
“So? That never stopped us before. You scared of that, babe? A family with me?” He kisses my neck, seducing me. If it were anyone else, I would already be on my feet and out the door, but it’s not; it’s my love.
“Uh-uh,” I mumble.
“Yeah. You want to make me a father?”
I nod, not believing I’m actually saying this. I guess I’ve been alone for so long without a family that I really want to make me and Kellan everything I lost. I want a life, a family, and a home with him.
“Okay.”
“Okay,” I repeat.
With that, he enters me, thrusting up into me in one fluid motion.
“Oh my God!” I cry out. It feels amazing. Being skin-on-skin, chest-to-chest, and soul-to-soul.
“You drive me wild. You make me want things I never wanted before you.”
I beam. “Oh, you have no idea Kellan!”
He thrusts up again hard. “Say you love me” he demands, using my hips as an anchor to control his movements.
“I love you.”
“Tell me you’re sorry for leaving me.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Promise me you won’t ever get a crazy idea to run from me again.”
“I promise!” Oh. It feels indescribable.
“Tell me who you are.”
“Mercy!”
“No. Who are you, baby?” He flips us, pinning me to the bed by my hips and thrusting into me hard but slow, repeatedly.
“Oh! I’m! Ah!” I can’t speak.
“Say it, Mercy. Say it!”
“I’m yours, Kellan!” I scream, and he is merciless, giving me every inch of him. He bruises my hips in a good way, and my eyes roll back, my heels digging into his back, and my back arching from the bed as I reach my climax. It comes fast, and I have no way of preparing for it or slowing it down.
“That’s right. Fuck, you’re squeezing me tight.” Leaning down, he takes my nipple in his mouth, his thrusts still not slowing down, that slow burn building again in my stomach.
“You’re going to be my wife. I’m going to keep you forever, Mercy.”
“Oh! Don’t stop. Make me come. Come for me, Kellan!” I swear we have made love dozens and dozens of times, but each time is the best we’ve ever had, and this is no exception. How did I let this go when I did?
“I’m coming, fuck. Fuck!” He comes, and I feel the warmth in my stomach reach a peak and I meet him on cloud nine.
“Ohh!” I probably sound like a porn star, but I don’t care.
“Don’t you stop. Let me hear you,” he commands, riding out his orgasm while mine still flies high.
I moan and scream and moan some more—unashamed. “Kellan!” I finally fall, the orgasm descending as our breathing labors.
“You’re killing me.” He laughs a few minutes later. We’re now cuddled up under the sheets, my body wrapped around his side like it’s glued. His arms are behind his head and he stares up at the ceiling. Thinking.
“What’s on your mind?” I dare to ask.
“Nothing. Just get some rest.”
I don’t let him off that easy. “We can talk. We should talk. About Link.” His name isn’t a welcomed one, but we have to have the talk eventually. The “what’s the plan” talk.
“You don’t worry about him. You let me and the guys take care of it.”
I sit up, looking down at him. “Kellan, please don’t leave me in the dark. What did you find out?”
He finally moves his arm from behind his head to lay me down and hold me close.
“We found some information about his whereabouts. I have my father looking into it. Nico’s son-in-law and his biker crew are making sure you’re still safe here. They’re watching the city limits closely.”
I swallow. “And?”
“And nothing yet. My dad said the warehouse was empty. Meaning they knew we were looking into them and they ran. Found somewhere else to reside. But no one has entered this town who shouldn’t. So right now, you’re safe.” I shake my head.
“For now.” I know Link will find me. It’s just a matter of when.
“I also contacted your parents,” he admits, and the room goes silent. I haven’t spoken to them since the day I first ran from Link. I contacted them and asked for help. But like they did when I left, they stuck to their guns. They gave me an “I told you so” and said I was on my own.
“Oh…and?”
“I had a lot to say to them; let’s just put it that way. I’m sorry they abandoned you, Merc.”
I nod. I already came to terms with losing them, but it still doesn’t lighten the blow to know they still don’t want me in their lives. “It’s okay. I got really good and used to being alone.”
“Well, you shouldn’t have had to, and you won’t now. I’m giving you a family and love.”
“Your family must think I’m a disaster covered in caution tape. Are they worried about you and me being together?”
“No.” He doesn’t even hesitate.
“Really? I mean, you and I kept us a secret, and then I ran away from you. Broke their son’s heart,” I say, and he smirks, laughing a little. “What? I’m serious. If our son had a girlfriend do what I did, I would try my best to tell him never to go back.”
“True. But my mom and dad aren’t normal. I never loved before you, Mercy, and my parents know that if a woman is strong enough to break my heart, then that must mean she’s everything to me.”
I smile against his chest, drawing infinity symbols over his pec. “They sound amazing.”
“They are, and you will meet them once this Link thing is dealt with.”
“Dealt with?” I peer up at him.
“Yeah. Dealt with.”
“You mean…?” I don’t finish the sentence.
“Dead or in prison, he will be dealt with. I guess he’ll be the one to decide that fate.”
“What does that mean?”
Kellan kisses my forehead. “Nothing, Mercy. You need to get some sleep. Tomorrow, you have to work, and then the girls want to do some kind of frou-frou girls night with you, and I have a round up with Nico and the boys.”
I let Link go for now, and that daunting statement Kellan made, because right now, I don’t want to go that deep into it.
Trust him, Mercy.
“How was work? Not like you’ll be staying long,” Shayla asks as I set down the bags of food I bought for our girls night in. This morning, I woke up with Kellan inside me, whispering sweet praises of love to me, and then I spent the rest of the morning and mid-afternoon waiting tables during the rush.
“Oh yeah?” I raise a brow.
