Killian's POV. "I think I should go home," Wesley said from beside me. I was not expecting such a suggestion from him. For some reason, I thought he must've understood that I needed him there, that I needed his ability to keep me pinned to the ground because I was too angry, too outraged to be able to do that myself. I was scared that I was going to hurt Paula. I didn't want to hurt her, but I was so angry that I felt like I was going to do it. Several times she has given me so many reasons to actually hurt her but other than my tenets of never hitting a woman, she was pregnant too and with my child. However, she had done so many wrong things to me that sometimes those reasons begin to blur like they're doing right now. "What do you mean?" I asked him. He chuckled, "Killian, do you want me to spend the night over at your place? Aren't we moving too fast?" I looked at him. His brown eyes were dark in the night and his curly hair fell right over his eyebrows. The smile on his face
Killian's POV "I think that's a wrong thing to say, '' Susan said. She was glaring at Wesley but he looked like there was no way he could ever be able to care less of what Susan thought about his words. He was more into trying to calm me down and I saw it in his eyes. Meanwhile, Susan was hell bent on proving to Wesley and I that Paula wasn't as horrible as I explained her to be. "Miss Paula isn't like that. She only feels that way about Esmeralda because of how you feel for her. Miss Paula isn't a horrible person". I chuckled, before turning to Wesley, "do you know, she almost killed Esmeralda's brother". Wesley adjusted his stance, probably finding my words hard to believe. "What do you mean?" "Mr Killian is being silly. Miss Paula didn't try to kill Izan, she said she had been trying to help. Izan doesn't want to be a werewolf and Miss Paula thought that Esmeralda's blood was going to rid him of whatever was turning him into a werewolf". Susan argued. "But, didn't Esmerald
Esmeralda's POV Mikel's mother had kept me locked away in her attic for a while. Food had not been delivered to me and I was slowly starting to lose strength in my joints. Everything was aching me, from my head to my stomach and then to my legs. I had escaped from one kidnapper only to be met with another. I still didn't know what happened with Frederick if he survived the wound on his chest or not. I was still very concerned about Freya, I had no idea if she would hate me after what I did to her father or not. It was stupid to even expect that she wouldn't want to disembowel me seeing that I had almost killed her father if he did survive it. I was feeling very guilty for her. I couldn't help but remember the time I felt this hunger that almost stopped me from life. It had been Freya that came to my rescue and what I did as a payback was to almost kill her father. My conscience was gnawing at me and I couldn't even try to deny what I had done. I had woken up this morning from
Esmeralda's POV. There was something about him that I couldn't quite put my finger on. His obvious unusual closeness to Killian was a start and the fact that he didn't appear like he was happy to see me. If he really was just a good friend of Killian's then, he would've been happy for his friend that I was returned. Or maybe it was because he was a good friend of Killian's. That he knew that Killian did not even care about me. He knew that to Killian I was a simple responsibility and that was why he just didn't give a fuck about my arrival. "What happened to him?" Mikel's mother asked. Killian opened his mouth to answer but before he did, another voice came in, "he was badly beaten up by Frederick and his men ''. The voice was mine. Killian's eyes fell on me and so did everyone in the room. Including that friend of his. Killoam gave me a smile but it wasn't enough to get rid of the indignation I was feeling in my heart. "Camille," he called. Her name was Camille after all.
Esmeralda's POV. I didn't know what Wesley whispered to him but after he said whatever he said, Killian smiled and I could see some color in his cheeks. Meanwhile, Wesley lifted his head and gave Killian a smug smirk. I pulled on Killian's arm in order to grab his attention and he immediately turned to me. He looked at me with soft eyes and my brain suddenly remembered a few minutes ago when his lips were on mine. "You made a new friend," I said to him. Killian nodded his head and chuckled, "yea, Wesley is a detective. We met when he was investigating something that Mikel did. He has been a great help to me while we were searching for you". I smiled, suddenly my notion about him was taking a new turn. "He did?" I looked at him and I caught his eyes staring at me. He didn't look for long and in less than two seconds, he started his eyes away from me like he was shy. "Thank you, Wesley". I said, smiling at him. He brought his brown eyes back to me and smiled but the smile seemed
Esmeralda's POV My heart skipped a beat as those words flowed into my ears. I was a bit unsettled and I kind of wanted to run away but he was still holding my hand. His grip was strong and he held me like he was the only meaningful thing in his life. Wesley walked over to where we were standing, Killian gave him his full attention but he still held my hand. "I'm leaving," he said hurriedly. Killian slightly frowned, "why so suddenly?" Wesley chuckled and placed a hand on Killian's shoulder, "do you have any use of me, friend? Your woman is here now, shouldn't show her just how much you missed her or you want me to watch?" My cheeks warmed up. My breath was caught in my throat and somehow I knew Killian felt the same way. His smile disappeared as he stared at Wesley but he couldn't say anything. The words Wesley had said were a bit too much for Killian and I. The only thing we had ever done was make out. Having someone watch us while making out didn't seem like much but whatever
Esmeralda's POVHe nodded before going under.He had stopped to ask for my consent to touch me. If I had refused, he would've handed the sponge to me to help myself. Killian really was a good man.My thoughts were hazy because his hands were holding my legs, and his other hand was scrubbing my thigh and he was going dangerously close to my core.His movements were slow and soft. Jt didn't feel like I was being scrubbed but rather he was seducing me. I was losing my mind at the thought of his hand any further inside."What's on your mind?" He asked me."I need to brush my teeth". I blurted out.If anything was going to happen between us, I needed my teeth to be clean. He had kissed me before and I hadn't even given it a thought about whether my mouth stinked or not, I just wanted to kiss him and he felt the same way.He smiled, "if that's the case, you have to stand up to get the toothbrush".My cheeks warmed up. I looked around the bug bathroom and yes, the tooth brushes were kept som
Killian's POVTo say the truth, when Wesley said those words about being watched, about him being the one to watch us, it spiked up a kind of excitement within me.I delayed on purpose because I didn't want Esmeralda to see that his words had an effect on me. I was scared that if she saw the bulge in my pants she would get the wrong idea, so I fished out my phone to look through it.I didn't have an exhibition kink, I didn't like being watched while having sex, I didn't even fancy a threesome that well. But when he said it, those things were starting to seem very tempting. I was tempted to tell him to wait behind so we could try it out.The only problem was that, probably during the threesome, Wesley would try to touch me. He moved both ways anyway so there was a probability that he would try to want to feel me up or something and refusing him might turn into a problem.I knew the idea was also pleasing to Esmeralda, I saw her pupils dilate and it became hard for her to meet Wesley's