Page 36 of King of Shadows

The doctor continues, reassuring us that everything looks good. The baby is healthy, I’m healthy, and so far, everything is progressing exactly as it should. She tells us she’ll go over the remaining test results once they’re available before congratulating us again.

I’m all smiles as we walk back to the car, still unable to believe what we just heard. Once we're inside, Kazimir joins me in the back seat, pulls me onto his lap, and I straddle him.

“We’re having a boy,” I say, unable to keep the excitement out of my voice.

“Yeah.” He smiles before kissing me.

“I’m so excited, I can’t wait to see what he looks like.”

“Meet too.” He kisses me again, deeper this time, before pulling back to look at me. “How are you feeling?”

“I’m fine.” I smile and shift closer to him, feeling a completely different kind of restlessness, Kazimir gives me a knowing look. “Seriously?”

I grin. “I have an itch that needs scratching.”

He laughs under his breath before reaching up and raising the privacy partition between us and the driver. “The same one we scratched before the doctor’s appointment?”

“Are you complaining?”

“Never.” His hand is already under my dress, he finds me wet and groans.

“Such a naughty girl.”

I have his zipper down before he finishes the sentence. The second he’s free, he pushes my pantie to the side, lifts me, and I sink onto him slowly, taking every inch.

I drop my head back, as a moan tears out of me. “Kazimir…”

My morning sickness is gone, and in its place is an insatiable need for my husband that makes me want him constantly, all day and half the night. The best part is that he’s always ready for me.

I start to move. His hands lock on my hips and help me find the rhythm. “That’s it. Take what you need, baby. Use me.”

I grind down on him, rolling my hips the way I know wrecks us both. “Fuck—” His mouth is against my throat. “So tight. You feel that? You feel how good you take me?”

I do it again, and his breath breaks. “Keep riding me like that baby. Yeah… just like that.”

I brace my hands on his shoulders and take him harder, lifting and sinking until the wet sound of it fills the back of the car. He thrusts up to meet me every time I come down, hips snapping, chasing the same rhythm I set.

“Look at you, taking her husband’s cock in the back of a car like she can’t wait to get home. Come baby. Come on me.”

I shatter with his name in my mouth and collapse against his chest, lips on his neck, still pulsing around him.

He thickens inside me. “Itch scratched yet?”

“For now.”

He chuckles, breathless, and holds me there. “Good.”

I smile into his skin because there is no better man I could have married; he is the piece I didn’t know was missing, and he makes me whole.

Epilogue

Kazimir

Three Months Later

I wipe the sheen of sweat from my wife’s forehead as the midwife leans closer.

“One more push, Chloe. Give me everything you’ve got.”