Trojan Crown: Chapter 30

Murmured words have my eyes opening and lazily assessing my surroundings. We’re in a private jet, and if I’m not mistaken, it’s the same one that brought me to Colorado a couple of months ago.

As I sit up, I catalog everything that transpired in such a short time frame. I left my cheating husband, fell in love with a grumpy Crown and his family, and found out that the past two years of my life were all a lie. I close my eyes again, shaking my head and letting out a long and tired sigh.

“I know. Ditto.” Pen’s voice has my eyes shooting up and I see she’s coming out of a room in the back of the jet.

Immediately upon seeing her, guilt gnaws at my soul. “Penelope. God, I’m so sorry.”

I’m about to go into a full-blown apology when her raised palm stops me. “Don’t even. I already know what you’re going to say, and I don’t want to hear it. I’ve thought about this a lot, and if I were in your shoes, I would’ve done the same exact thing. Hell, I probably would’ve been even more ruthless. I mean, we are talking about my baby daddy.”

Relief floods me at her words, but I’m not letting myself off the hook that easily. “Still, that should’ve been a choice that you made. Instead, I thrust you into it.”

She’s shaking her head, that smile of hers never leaving her lips. “Look. It’s clear you’re in love with Austin. That’s why you did what you did. And take it from one love struck girl to another. It’s all water under the bridge. Now, if you hadn’t called me when my man was in danger, then we would’ve had problems.”

Her smile finally drops, and she pins me with a poignant stare. I know what she’s saying is true, because that’s how I would feel had the roles been reversed. I’d rather be put in danger a million times over if it meant I had a chance at saving the man I love.

And speaking of the devil, Austin comes into the main cabin with Jack trailing behind.

“You’re up.” Austin’s smile takes my breath away, and I’ve never been gladder to be alive than I am right now.

I nod, a sudden shyness taking me over. “I am.”

“Good. I need a moment with my girl.” Without preamble, Austin swoops down and takes me in his arms, the pressure against my shoulder making me wince as he walks us to the rear of the jet.

We’ve almost reached the door when my whimper has Austin’s brows pushing together and his steps faltering. “You hurt?”

“It’s nothing. I just hit my shoulder when I fell earlier.” I attempt a weak smile, but he’s not buying it.

“We’ll need to have that looked at.” He continues his path toward the room Penelope just left and I see that it’s a small bedroom, complete with a bed and an attached bath.

“Wow. I didn’t know this was here.” I’m still looking around in awe when Austin lowers me onto the bed.

“It is, and we’re going to put it to good use.” He peppers kisses across my face before looking down at me. “But first, we have some things to discuss.”

“Oh, we do?” I’m gnawing on my lip, pretty sure what these discussions will entail.

Austin nods, his eyes losing their heat and filling with sadness. “What you told your mom about wanting to try again with Ray, was that real?”

I roll in my lips and suck in a deep breath through my nose. “I’m not going to lie to you and say that the guilt of cheating on Ray wasn’t getting to me, that I doubted if you and I should’ve been doing what we were doing. But no, I never wanted to leave the way I did. I would never do that to you or the kids.”

The sadness in his eyes lifts a bit, but his face doesn’t return to the smiling one it had been before, and I can’t stand it.

Sitting up in the bed, I take his face and cup it between my hands. “Listen to me. You are everything I never knew I needed. You understand me in a way no one ever has. Only you, Austin Crown, can fill this void inside of me and make me whole.” His eyes are turning glassy, and I pray that he’s really listening to what I’m saying. “Even if it would’ve taken me months to figure out, there’s no doubt in my mind that I would always choose you. To hell with being proper and keeping my word to any other man. It would all be illusory because my heart and soul could only belong to you. You are my everything.”

My big strong alpha releases a lone tear, the wetness trickling down the sharp lines of his masculine face and hitting my fingers in a reminder that I’ve touched him. Hopefully in the same way he has me. “Baby girl, those are the sweetest words I’ve ever heard. I know this may be a bit too soon, and the timing couldn’t be more wrong, but I fucking love you.”

I break down in front of my man, releasing all the pent up fear and anxiety I’d been holding onto since I left Colorado. “I love you too, Austin. So so much.”

He pulls me into his arms, resting his lips on the crook of my neck and breathing me in. “Good, then it’s settled. You’re mine, and as soon as my legal team can dissolve your ties to that dickbag, then you’ll bear my name.”

My body tenses. Is he saying what I think he’s saying? Pulling away as much as I can, I look Austin in the eyes. “Was that your way of asking me to marry you?”

Austin gives me a soft chuckle. “No, baby. I wasn’t asking. I’m telling. You’re mine and I’m yours, and nothing anyone can say or do is stopping this trajectory of bliss we’re on.”

I’m blinking away tears now, looking at the love of my life through blurry eyes. Yes, he might be overbearing and a little controlling, but I love every little bit of it because he loves me just the way I am—scars and all.

I lightly smack him on the chest. “Fine. I’m agreeing to this half-assed proposal, but only because I know I can put you in your place when needed. Remember, Austin,” I lower my hand and grip his surprisingly erect cock between my fingers. “I’m the one who truly holds the power.”

A deep growl reverberates from Austin’s chest as his body presses into mine, lowering me onto the bed. “There’s no secret there, baby girl. My mind, body, and soul are yours for the taking. Now shut up and let Daddy make you feel good.”

God, yes. I want nothing more than to lose myself in him and the pleasure he provides. I’m overcome with the need to taste him, my tongue reaching out and licking a hot path up the column of his neck before sinking my teeth into the taut flesh.

“Fuck. Is my little baby horny? Does she need this big cock?”

Still latched on to his neck, I give him a small nod, humming as I lap at the mark I’ve just left him. Mine. This strong alpha male is all mine.

“Dammit. You’re wearing too much.” After having grown accustomed to my easy access dresses, Austin is struggling with my yoga pants, and I can’t help but chuckle, earning me a growl from an already exasperated man. “Oh, you think this is funny?”

I’m about to tell him yes, when he flips me onto my stomach, making me yelp. He’s ripping down my pants, the cool air hitting my backside before I’m sucking in a sharp breath and his open palm is slapping my bare ass. I should be appalled, getting spanked like a child, but I love it. Dare I even say, I need it? Yes. I definitely need it.

Wiggling my ass in his face, I look back at him over my shoulder. “Harder, Daddy.”

Austin’s eyes turn molten, his nostrils flaring in response. “Oh, I’ll give you harder, baby girl.”

He issues a punishing blow to the other cheek, and I’m still reveling in the sharp sting when his open palm repeatedly slaps my swollen lips with fast little strikes. One. Two. Three.

Ohmyfuckinggod. I’m a whimpering writhing mess under his grasp, his big hands holding me up by the hips and keeping me from sliding down onto the bed.

I can’t believe I almost came from that alone. And as if he knows I’m a hair’s breadth away from release, Austin lets one of his calloused hands trail down to my damp slit, his thick fingers parting my folds and making him hiss.

“These juices, baby, they’re enough to drive a man mad.”

I’m about to babble some incoherent string of words when a hot mouth on my pussy has me moaning instead. Lord Jesus. Nothing, absolutely no toy or man, could have a thing on Austin’s lips. They’re magical.

And if his lathing up my aching core wasn’t enough, my world sways as his long tongue slides inside of me, fucking me in slow rhythmic thrusts while his thumb circles my swollen clit. I’m so lost in this man, I can’t help but chant. Yes, Daddy. Yes, Daddy. Yes, Daddy.

Austin growls into me, his tongue continuing its assault as his thumb and forefinger end me with one final pinch to my aching bundle of nerves, and I shatter—splintering into a million tiny pieces of release as I twitch and shake beneath Austin’s hold.

I’m still tingling from the explosion of pleasure when Austin flips me onto my back, my legs splaying to either side of him and leaving a cradle just for him.

A love drunk Austin is staring back down at me, his hooded eyes spelling nothing but more delicious pleasure. “Oh, I’m far from done with you, little girl.”

I smile in response, ready for anything this man has in store. Feeling myself flushed, I raise a brow and bite the corner of my lip before answering. “I’d be disappointed if you were.”

Austin throws his head back in a deep chuckle, the action showing off the strong column of his neck and the possessive mark I’ve left behind before he lowers his face back to mine. “You’re a little brat, aren’t you? That’s okay. I’ll enjoy spanking the sass out of you.”

One of Austin’s possessive hands goes to my ass, squeezing it before his open palm trails up my thigh and he sinks his fingers into the flesh around my knee, pushing it to the side and leaving my core completely exposed.

A growling Austin shakes his head. “Never. That’s when I’ll have enough of this perfect little cunt.” Both of his hands are on either of my knees, holding me open as he greedily stares. “Now be a good little girl and stroke me. Show Daddy how much you want his cock.”

I’m panting, turned on by his dirty words and no longer feeling any shame for this game we play. Needing to make him feel as good as he makes me feel, I take his velvet sheathed steel into my hands and pump, paying extra attention to the mushroom tip. I’m practically drooling as I watch each stroke make my man react, his chest rising and falling rapidly as I continue my pumping.

“Now, baby.” Austin’s words come out ragged. “Take that big dick and shove it into your tight little hole. Make Daddy feel good.”

Oh god, yes. I drop one hand, guiding my hips toward his pulsing cock, the long, turgid flesh now twitching in my hold as I swipe the tip up and down my soaking slit. Wanting more, I rub my clit with his fat head, pushing the tiny pearl side to side and moaning as the slick flesh edges me closer to climax.

“Baby,” Austin growls. “Stop playing with Daddy and fuck that cock.”

I grin like a fool, but the smile quickly falls from my lips when Austin slams into me deep, his balls slapping against my ass as he curses up a storm.

“Christ. That’s tight,” Austin grits through clenched teeth.

I can’t answer, too caught up in the feeling of his thickness inside of me. Whoever said size doesn’t matter was full of shit. Austin’s dick is the perfect combination of length and girth, making me quiver and shake from the first moment he’s inside of my walls.

My fingers dig into Austin’s chiseled chest, the nails trailing down in a possessive hold and leaving my mark. Mine. This man is all mine and I’m never letting go. He gives me everything I never knew I needed, and I’ll do whatever I can to be the same for him. He more than deserves it.

“Come back to me, baby.” Austin’s hand reverently cups my cheek. “Don’t get lost in that pretty head of yours.”

God, how does he know me so well?

But as he slides out and slams into me hard, I know. I know that the reason we understand each other is because we were made for one another. Soulmates.

His hand that had been on my cheek now trails to my nape, positioning my head so my gaze is now forced to be on where we’re connected.

“Look at that, baby. How good that tight little pussy takes Daddy’s big cock.”

Jesus. His words have me clamping down around his girth, soaking in the naughty nature of our intimacy. He knows just what to say, what words will trigger these dark desires inside of me. And not only does he indulge me, but he also comes alive under their spell. He’s the perfect half to my whole.

“Yes, baby.” Austin’s mouth falls open. “Just like that. Milk Daddy’s cock.”

Lord! His dirty words are like a command, demanding I let him have my release. And like an obedient little girl, I let him have it, my walls tensing and releasing over and over his girth, pulling his milky cum into my womb and making my own climax extend, blending in with his and making it one tangle of pleasure and ecstasy.

As his body falls on top of mine, our heavy breathing the only sound in the otherwise silent room, I know I must’ve done something right in life. This sort of happily ever after is something I once thought was only possible in books. But God, how glad am I to have been wrong.

Knowing this is what my forever looks like, I’ll gladly accept the error of my ways.