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He takes me hard, lifting me up and down his cock so fast I'm dizzy with pleasure. Every hard thrust causes him to buck his hips, pushing himself in even deeper. When he leans forward and sucks my nipple into his mouth again, I scream his name, coming in a powerful rush.
"Jesus Christ," he swears, holding me down on his cock and rocking against me so he grinds against my clit. "I can feel you coming all over me. I want another one."
The hitch in his breath makes me clamp down on him again.
"That's it, Mila." He bites my nipple before dropping me down on him again. "Scream for me again."
I do, his name leaving my lips so loudly my throat hurts. It shatters the night apart, echoing around us. I buck wildly against him, coming so hard that I can't catch my breath.
"Fuck, fuck," he chants, his hands hard against my hips as he drives up into me. He's wild beneath me, fucking me hard and fast. His breath comes in pants and gasps. He drops me down on his cock and holds me there, coming with a shout. My name echoes around us almost as loudly as his does.
I keep my eyes on him the entire time, moaning loudly at the sight of him coming unraveled below me. With his muscles locked tight, his eyes closed, and that lip between his teeth, he's the sexiest thing I've ever seen.
God, he's perfect.
And he's all mine.
"What are you thinking about, baby?" he asks me later that night, kissing me on the shoulder.
We're lying in bed, his back against the headboard and my head on his chest. He has his arms around me with one big hand splayed protectively over my stomach.
He's always touching or kissing my belly. Every chance he gets, his hand is over my stomach as if he's already watching over our baby, keeping her safe. He gives me that little boy smile every single time, like I'm giving him everything he's ever wanted.
"I was just thinking about how Tahani suggested I have a fling when I first got here," I tell him, laughing softly at the memory. "Who could have imagined things would turn out like this when I propositioned you?"
She always told me I deserved someone who would love me unconditionally. Part of me always prayed it would be this man, but I never imagined we'd actually end up here. But my future is clear to me for the first time since I walked away from my dad. Right here with Roman is where I belong.
I've never been more certain of anything in my life.
His arms tighten around me and his lips ghost across my shoulder again. "Are you happy, sweetheart?"
"So happy," I breathe, placing my hand over his on my stomach. "I never knew I could feel this way, Roman."
"Like you could float away?" he asks, a smile in his voice.
"Like I finally know what it's like to have a family," I whisper, staring down at his hand over my stomach. "For a long time, I thought I wanted stability, but I really wanted a place where I belong. I think I've wanted it ever since my mom died. With you, I finally know what love feels like. I know what it means to be a family. I have you and Tahani and Trent…and our baby. I have everything I've ever wanted. It's so peaceful, Roman. Thank you for giving that to me."
"Jesus, baby. You're killing me." He presses his face into my hair, his chest rising on a deep breath before a soft exhalation sends pieces of my hair wafting around me. "Just when I think there's no fucking way I could possibly love you more, you say something like that, something so goddamn sweet, and I fall a little harder." He presses a kiss to my temple and then leans forward, pulling me up with him. "Close your eyes," he whispers in my ear.
I obediently squeeze them closed.
He shuffles around behind me, and then I hear his bedside drawer slide open. Something scrapes against the side of the drawer, and then he's lifting me off him with his hands around my waist. Before I can even think to hold on, he's got me on my back beneath him, my hair spread across his pillow. I feel him rise up over me before he grabs my hand.
A gasp falls from my lips, and my eyes pop open when I feel him slide something I'm pretty sure is an engagement ring onto my finger. I don't get a chance to look at it, though. My gaze catches on him, and my mouth goes dry. Emotion blazes in his hazel eyes, burning hot as the sun as he stares down at me.
His gaze sweeps down my body, not missing anything before he lifts his eyes to mine and swallows hard. "I've wanted to see you pregnant, with my ring on your finger since…fuck, probably since the night you told me you were all in, Mila." He runs his hand down my face and then between my breasts before finally settling on my stomach again. "You've been mine since the day I met you, sweetheart. You'll always be mine."
"You're mine, too," I whisper, happy tears sliding down my cheeks. "You've always been mine."
"I have," he agrees, his voice solemn. "Since the day I met you, I've been yours. I'm so fucking glad you feel like you belong with me because my heart goes where you go, Mila. Until the day I die, every breath I take is for you. So long as I'm alive, you will never again have to wonder what it's like to feel loved. You will never have to be without family ever again. You're mine, and I will spend the rest of my life making sure you know how much you're wanted and needed. How much you're loved."
By the time he finishes speaking, his voice thick and heated, I'm crying too hard to speak. When I finally look at the gorgeous diamond and platinum ring on my finger, more tears spill down my cheeks. It's simple and breathtaking at the same time. It's a little bit me and a little bit him, and I love every single thing about seeing it shining on my finger.
"Say you'll be mine forever. Marry me, baby," he whispers.
"Yes," I sob, nodding my head furiously. "Yes, Roman."
He gives me a blinding smile, then leans down and kisses me breathless. His tongue dances with mine, his lips moving over mine until I'm dizzy with the taste of him and so fucking in love my heart feels like it's going to beat out of my chest.
