But is it a Miracle?

Chapter 6🌶️- Can't I Just Stay?

Jin-Yeon POV

I could sense it, practically smell it... she wanted this power play. Wanted me to establish that she was safe with me, giving me control. I doubt she had this as a conscious thought, but it was the truth. Tomorrow, I'd get my tech guy on her background. The basics. Who, when, and maybe a few whys. For now though, I was going to give nae jageun yasaeng sonyeo everything she needed.

I drilled into her a few times, holding her upright by her throat before pushing her back down into the bed, her ass in the air, just waiting for more of my handprints. Of course, I obliged, reveling in her impassioned moans every time. I pushed myself inside her between each one, thoroughly pleased that she got wetter with each smack. When I felt her clench around my c**k, I let her have her orgasm, lazily thrusting as she rode it out.

Time for me to have her one more way before I insisted on a shower, where I'd be sure to take her against a wall. My thumb pressed against her back entrance, asking for permission. When she pushed against my thumb, forcing it inside her lush ass, I grunted in pleasure, loving that she was finally letting go. Someone had tried desperately to crush her spirit, and I was on a mission to resurrect it with fiery abandon.

Staring at her back, it was actually a great idea for a tattoo across her torso. A phoenix.

I refocused on the puckered but wet hole beginning to relax as she ground against my thumb, keening out her enjoyment. I moved my thumb away and pushed in my finger, much to her delight, if her gasp was any indication. I was still slowly pumping my c**k in her p***y, since it would feel even better with both until I could get her properly stretched out. She took the second and third fingers eagerly, her hips thrusting heedlessly.

I pulled my hand away, and she made a noise to let me know she wasn't done with ass play. Good. I wasn't either, but I was not a small man. I definitely did not want to break her trust by hurting her. She huffed when I pulled out of her p***y, but panted yes, Jin as I pressed it into her tight rosette slowly.

Inch by inch, working my hips a little, I pushed all the way in until my pelvis rested against her ass cheeks. God, this was heaven, being inside her. I began to move, and she pushed back with fervor, indicating I didn't need to be so gentle. I smacked both of her ass cheeks, which made her cry my name out, and just like that, I completely lost control, pounding her as wet, lurid noises and our gasping filled the tiny space.

There it was, I felt her pulsating as she began to orgasm, squeezing my c**k so tightly I could not hold back my own release.

"Neoneun yeongwonhi naekkeoya!" I roared out as my seed jetted into her ass, seeping out obscenely. I let my body ride out the waves, thrusting deeply and releasing more than I thought my balls held. I pulled out carefully, knowing she had never done that before. She'd given me more than I thought she would, and I was beyond pleased. I went back to the bathroom, refreshed the washcloth, and wiped her up before tossing it in the hamper.

She laid there, completely boneless, and I realized all too soon, she was going to pass out. I suppose a shower could wait until the morning. I got into the bed and pulled her close, ass nestled against my c**k, though it appeared I was sated. For now, anyway. I already knew I'd never, ever get enough of her. Her soft snores not even a minute later made me chuckle and press a kiss to her shoulder, pleased with the bite I'd left on her. Men would know she wasn't available, and that satisfied me immensely.

The soft, gray morning light woke me before Marigold. I smiled at her peaceful, sleeping face. I already knew I was going to have a fight of sorts on my hands. She thought this was a one-night stand. Unfortunately, since I left South Korea, I wasn't one to let go of what I wanted. It was just me and my brother, so it wasn't like I had a lot of things to consider. Even if I decided to ultimately sell the bar, I was independently wealthy. So was Tae, since I replicated whatever I did with my money with his. He trusted me to keep him flush in the pocket.

I got up, naked, not bothering to dress. It was cold as hell, but I ran hot. I shot off a quick text to my tech guy, expecting the information I wanted by end of day. I snooped in the kitchen until I found the Keurig pods. Looks like she remembers to spend money on herself sometimes, at least. I popped in a hazelnut roast and grabbed two mugs. I'd do mine first, then hers. The smell would probably rouse her. I poured a little of the milk in my coffee, no sugar, and started making scrambled eggs with ham and cheddar with slices of the awesome vanilla brioche bread she had on hand.

When I turned back to the breakfast bar, there was Marigold, wearing a sage green satin robe, eyes roving over me and the food. I placed her coffee in front of her, along with milk and sugar. I was happy to see she only put one spoonful of sugar in her cup. That stuff is so bad for you. It was my job, from now on, to make sure she was safe and healthy. I wasn't going to force her into anything, but I would definitely try to subtly nudge her in the right direction.

Minutes later, I placed her plate in front of her, before moving to the open stool with my plate and coffee. We both dug in with vigor, neither speaking. I could see her pink cheeks, probably feeling a little awkward. I was still naked. She didn't seem to have a hangover at least. My hand stole its way onto her exposed thigh, making her startle a little, but smile.

I wanted to laugh at her expression. She couldn't figure out why I stayed here, in her apartment, and made her breakfast.

Too bad for her, I wasn't planning to make this easy for her.

Even if she pushed me away, I was coming back for her.

She. Was. Mine.

In the most loving way possible, of course. I didn't want to hold her back or control her, no. But I was going to be her only man from here on out. Of that I was certain. I was aware that I'd have to play it cool. Her eyes darted to mine as I picked up her now empty dishes.

"N-n-no!" She snatched the dishes from me. "I should wash them... you don't need to." I took them right back.

"I didn't exactly ask for permission to use your things, now did I?" She shook her head, avoiding my eyes. Wait. This wasn't about me, this was residual from whatever s**t she'd been put through. "So, I will clean up my own mess, then. I'm an adult. Dishes are nothing serious, Marigold." Her eyes followed me as I cleaned everything up, did the dishes, and placed them in the drainer.

I could feel the anxiety pouring off of her. I sighed, then moved to stand next to her where she still sat, pulling her into my arms. She was stiff, but finally relaxed as she breathed me in. That's right, aein, I'm you're safe space. I'll be everything you need. I didn't say it out loud, because she'd have closed off and pushed me out even faster than I suspected she was planning to. She pulled away slightly, her emerald and gold eyes looking up into mine. God her eyes were gorgeous. She bit her full lower lip, not realizing just how tempting it was.

Her makeup was a smudged mess, and her hair, which I'd taken out of her ponytail after she fell asleep, was a bit of a wavy mess, but I was charmed. It was a look that showed just how much I'd ravished her sexy body.

"Th-th-thanks, Jin, for breakfast. And f-for... a lovely night..." Ah, her first attempt. Nope. Too soon. I'm not leaving until I get my shower and pin her to the wall. Then maybe I'll have pity on her and leave. For now.

"Before I leave, we should totally shower, you know?" I waggled my brows suggestively. "I'll even give you a special gift at the same time, aein." I could see her struggling, wanting to say no, but she nodded. I knew it. She might try to act indifferent, but I knew better. Her body could never lie to me. I grabbed her hand and pulled her into the bathroom. The small arched shelf over her toilet, another practical space-saver, held her towels. Her washer and dryer were also in the unexpectedly large bathroom, in a cupboard next to the hot water heater.

I was grateful she had a full-sized shower that could fit us both comfortably. She dropped her robe with only a moment's hesitation. I tugged her into the glass-walled stall by the hand, pulling her to me in a rough, demanding, and soul-branding kiss, reminding her just what was between us. A passion worthy of the Korean dramas I bet she watched. My tongue delved and licked as I nipped her full, sexy lips, my hands moving to grab her ass and hold her to me tightly.

I took her roughly against the wall, her toned legs wrapped around my muscular hips as I drove deeply into her body. She screamed my name as I pushed her hard into her release, and bit her once again, in the same spot as last night, as I growled out my climax and spilled my essence, filling her womb, once more.

I was hoping maybe I'd get lucky.

I wanted her round with my babies.

I wanted her in my bed, in my life, and in my heart forever. Heart? Check.

After the shower she got quieter, and I knew the inevitable awkward send-off was quickly approaching. Well, s**t. She put her robe back on, and I got dressed, trying to figure out what to say to her to change her mind. I knew she was scared and that something had made her that way. If I found out who did it, I'd use all of my resources to turn it back on them ten-fold. Nobody hurts the ones I love and gets away with it.

Once dressed, I turned back to the woman I swore to love until the end of time. She looked nervous.

"So, um... I guess... I'll, you know, see you around? Since you own the place next door, after all. I mean, it could happen, right?" The words spilled out of her one after the other as her embarrassment mounted.

"Well, one can certainly hope for such a happy circumstance, no?" I quipped, watching her face. Her jaw dropped as she stared at me, and I realized it wasn't that she didn't want to see me or start anything. It was that she was afraid to fall in love. Afraid to care, afraid I'd step on her heart and leave her broken.

"B-b-but I'm sure that there are g-g-girls you know, more your style out there. I mean, look at me. I'm not young and... hip. Do you really want spend time with me?"

"Can't I just... stay, Marigold? Would that be so bad?" Unbidden, the words fell from my mouth.

She just stared.

Great.