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LIANA’S POV
I kissed him back, hard, my arms wrapping around his neck as if I couldn’t get enough of him, but after a few seconds, I
pulled back a little, panting against his lips.
“Killian, this is a dressing room, it’s totally inappropriate.”
His eyes were already dark with lust, pupils blown out and chest rising a bit faster. His cock was rock–hard against my
stomach and I could feel the heat radiating off him as he leaned in closer.
“You’re a finished man,” I whispered against his lips.
He chuckled lowly. “Just for you, baby.”
I tried to keep a straight face but I was already struggling. My panties were soaked and my body was practically screaming
for him. “But we can’t do it here. What if someone walks in?”
He kissed my neck and muttered against my skin, “Then I’ll be as quick as possible.”
I gasped as he pressed me lightly against the wall, his hands already slipping beneath the hem of my gown. “Killian…”
“Liana, you’re already wet, I can smell it. Just let me have you. Quick. Just this once.”
I bit my lip hard. Fuck.
I grabbed his face and kissed him again, desperate, hungry. My hands tangled in his hair as I moaned softly into his mouth. ”
Fine. But quick. We have to be quick.”
He groaned like I just gave him the keys to heaven. He lifted my leg gently as he reached under my gown. My breath hitched when he shifted my panties to the side and rubbed his fingers between my folds.
“Shit, Liana. You’re soaking.”
I moaned again, this time into his neck. “Killian please…”
He didn’t wait any longer. He aligned himself and in one deep thrust, he buried himself inside me. I clutched at his shoulders, trying not to scream. My back arched and I bit down hard on his collarbone to keep myself from moaning out loud.
“Fuck… so good-” he groaned as he started to move.
I was trembling. My hands flew to my mouth to stop the whimpers threatening to come out. I tried to stay quiet but each thrust was hitting something so deep that I couldn’t help it.
“Mmmph… ah-” I muffled against my palm.
“Yeah baby, just like that… fuck, you feel so damn good.”
His pace was brutal but controlled. His hand was over my mouth for a second just to help me keep it together as his hips slammed into me. The sound of skin slapping was low but quite sharp in the tight space.
“You’re gonna
make me cum too fast if you keep squeezing me like that,” he whispered, almost angrily.
“Don’t stop… please don’t stop…” I begged against his neck, clinging to him as if the world was falling apart.
His thumb brushed over my clit and that was it. I exploded. My whole body shook while I tried not to scream. My legs nearly gave out as I came hard on him, my back hitting the wall as I gasped into his shoulder.
“Oh f–fuck… Killian…”
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“That’s it… fuck yes…” he muttered, losing it right after me. He held me tighter as he came deep inside me with a muffled growl into my hair.
We both froze there for a second, just breathing. Panting. Shaking.
Then I looked down and let out a weak laugh. “You tore the dress.”
He smirked. “Don’t you worry, we’re buying it.”
“You’re insane.”
“Yeah, but I’m yours.”
I adjusted my panties while he helped pull the gown down as best as we could.
“Now be a good girl and change into the next one,” he whispered with a grin. “This one’s coming home with us. It holds a whole lot of memories.” He winked and left while I rolled my eyes but smiled as I reached for the next dress.
After trying on about three more gowns, each one making me feel like I was either a runaway bride, a red carpet celebrity, or
someone who had no business touching clothes that expensive, I finally walked out in the last one, a black gown that shimmered brightly and covered in tiny glitters that looked like so beautiful.
“Wow…” I whispered, spinning slightly as the fabric flowed around my legs.
Killian looked up from his phone, his brows lifting as his eyes raked over me slowly, then landed on my face. “That one.
Definitely that one.”
“Really?” I asked, my hands smoothing over the waist. “You don’t think it’s too much?”
“No, baby. It’s perfect. You look like you were born to wear it.”
I smiled, unable to help it. There was something about the way he said that, like he meant every word, like he was staring at the only person in the world that mattered.
Killian stood up and walked over, his hand brushing lightly down my arm as he leaned closer. “Let’s get it.”
I bit my lip. “Killian… it probably costs a fortune.”
“So?”
“So, it’s a gown. For one night.”
He smirked. “And that one night, you’re going to be the most beautiful woman in that room. And every bastard who lays eyes on you will know you’re mine. Worth every damn dollar.”
My stomach fluttered.
While I was still blushing, Jared reappeared, guiding Killian toward the men’s tuxedo section. And in less than ten minutes, he was back with a suit in hand, a sleek, fitted black tux with silk lapels and the kind of presence only a man like Killian
could pull off.
“That was fast,” I said, raising a brow.
“I don’t need to try on a hundred things. I know my size.”
Jared grinned. “It’s custom–tailored from our royal line. One million dollars.”
My mouth dropped. “One what?!”
Killian chuckled as he pulled out his wallet like it was nothing. “You heard him.”
I looked between the two men. “Is the suit made of diamonds?”
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“Nope,” Killian said with a wink. “But I’ll be wearing you on my arm, so it might as well be.”
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I rolled my eyes but my face was hot as hell. I turned away, trying to regain my composure, and walked with him to the
counter.
As Jared rang everything up, I couldn’t help but notice the way he kept glancing at us, well, mostly at me. His cheeks were tinged red, and he looked like he was trying not to laugh.
I narrowed my eyes. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
He shook his head quickly. “Nothing, Luna. Nothing at all.”
Killian looked amused. “That obvious, huh?”
Jared didn’t answer, but the smile on his face was all the confirmation we needed.
I reached for the shopping bag and accidentally brushed his hand, which only made him blush harder.
Killian took the bag from me smoothly. “Alright, we’re good to go.”
As we walked out, I leaned close to him and muttered, “He knows.”
Killian grinned. “Of course he does. He probably heard you trying not to moan.”
“Killian!”
“What? I’m just saying.”
I groaned into my hands, but I was smiling anyway.
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