Billionaire Undone(69)

Need her to be mine. Need her to be mine.

“Tell me you’ll stay with me forever,” he commanded as he drove his cock into her deeper, harder, faster.

“Yes. Forever,” she answered ferociously as her body started to quiver, her channel clamping down on his cock.

Travis could feel her climax tearing through her body, her channel pulsating over his pummeling cock. He grasped her ass harder, bringing her hips up to meet every stroke of his cock.

And then, she bit him, her teeth sinking into the flesh of his shoulder, which he knew was to keep herself from screaming. But the feel of her erotic marking made him detonate, and he moved his head and captured her mouth with his, both of them groaning into the kiss as they shuddered together, their muffled sounds of satisfaction mingling as their bodies were sated.

Releasing Ally’s mouth so she could breathe, Travis buried his face in her hair as she rested her head on his shoulder, both of them gasping for breath. He lowered her feet to the ground, pulling her short skirt back around her thighs and fixing his trousers quickly before reaching for her again, keeping her locked against him.

“My wish came true,” he told her in a hoarse voice.

“What wish?” Ally asked curiously, still slightly breathless.

“The one I made in the hot springs the other night.”

“You wished you could screw me blind against a wall?” she asked teasingly. “And my wish came true, too.”

Well…maybe if he had thought of that, he might have wished for it. It had been pretty damn amazing. But what he had wished for was much more important. “No. I wanted you to love me and stay with me forever.”

She looked up at him, her luminous eyes filled with tears. “That was my wish. I wanted you to love me so badly.”

Ally’s words echoed in Travis’s heart, and as he looked down at her, he vowed to give her all the love she’d never had in her life until now. She wanted so little when he wanted to give her so damn much. “I do. I wanted you to love me too, baby.” He swiped at the tears rolling down her cheeks, making an even bigger mess of her makeup. He reached into his pocket, grinning as he came to her ripped panties first, but digging deeper for the small box he’d been hoping to give her tonight. He popped open the lid, the glimmering diamond catching every ray of the dim light. “I’m not even going to ask you to marry me again because you already said yes and you can’t take it back,” he grumbled, not willing to even take that chance. He pulled the ring from the box, put the container back in his pocket and took her hand, slipping the diamond onto her finger.

Mine.

Holy hell, she looked good wearing his ring, a physical declaration that she was finally his.

“Travis, I don’t know what to say,” she murmured, her eyes traveling from the ring to Travis’s face. “Damn. All I’ve done is cry all night. I hardly ever cry.” But her eyes were bright with tears.

“Nothing,” Travis answered in a rush. “Don’t say anything. You already said yes.” No backing out now. She’d already agreed to marry him. There was nothing more to say. “Just kiss me,” he suggested hopefully, hoping she wasn’t going to cry again. “I don’t want to see you sad anymore,” he admitted in a ragged voice.

Ally stroked his cheek, and then put her hand behind his neck to give him the sweetest kiss he’d ever had. He savored it, savored an embrace that was full of tenderness and love, a connection that was so much more than passion. She pulled away slowly and whispered huskily, “I’m not sad. I’m overwhelmed.”

“I know. Your house—”

“Not the house,” she interrupted, giving him a small smile. “I’m overwhelmed by you, by us. I’ve never been this happy and it’s almost scary.”

“Then get used to being terrified, because I plan to keep you happy ever damn day,” he answered with a devilish grin, knowing exactly how she felt. For a man who had lived in isolation and darkness for so long, being this damn happy was fucking terrifying, but he’d risk it. “You’ll get used to it eventually.”

Ally gave him a watery smile, swiping her hands across her cheeks. “I need to clean up. I know I’m a mess. And I’m curious to see who ended up with Tate for the evening.”

Travis wasn’t curious, but he smirked as he hoped the other man had ended up with the most annoying woman at the charity event. It would serve the bastard right for the way Tate had tortured him about Ally.

He put his arm around her and walked her to the ladies’ room, waiting outside after he ducked into the men’s room to clean himself up, propping a shoulder against the wall as he watched the crowd. The ball was in full swing, the auction apparently over. His eyes searched the dance floor, looking for Tate, but he didn’t see him anywhere.