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She’d survived her childhood, she’d survived Ross’ assault and the aftermath, and she would survive this too.
That perfect family future she’d always dreamed about was within her grasp.
Limping back to the bed, Lila hoped that Christian didn’t see her as a spoiled princess now he knew the truth about her. They hadn’t had a chance to really talk about that yet, but she hoped he still saw her as the same woman he’d been getting to know before he broke things off now he knew all her secrets. Just like she still saw him as the same man who had captured her heart that first day.
While it hadn’t been love at first sight, there had been a deep understanding somewhere inside her that Christian was hers. It was the only reason she would have agreed to go on a date with him right then and there even though she was always cautious when it came to men.
Chilled after spending too long out from the cozy pile of blankets and the man who owned her heart, body, and soul, Lila slipped carefully back into the bed, doing her best not to wake her sleeping knight in shining armor. He looked so adorable like this, free of stress, worry, pain, and even free of the humor he used as a shield to protect himself from more pain.
Lila wished he could be like this forever.
Peace.
That was what she wished for both their futures.
“Where’d you go, mama bear?” His voice was rough, sleep laden, and almost impossibly sexy.
“Stoking up the fire. I thought you were asleep.” Reaching out, she ran her fingers through his dark blond locks. Despite the fact they hadn’t showered in days, his hair was soft and silky, and she twirled the short strands around her fingers as her palm brushed across his temple.
“Babe,” the word rumbled through his chest. He grabbed her wrist, his long fingers circling it, strong and sure, and lowered it, touching his lips to the sensitive skin on the inside of her wrist, and just like that she was wet for him.
No. Not wet. Drenched.
Drenched for this sweet, sexy knight in shining armor who meant everything to her.
Trying to be the strong one, Lila tried to pull her wrist from his grasp. “You need rest.”
“I need you.” Tugging on her wrist, he pulled her up and over so she was straddling his muscled thighs.
Pain pulsed through her ankle, and despite the rest her muscles and joints still ached, but nothing could erase the ball of need sitting inside her.
“You’re right, we shouldn’t do this. You need rest and you’re in pain.” Anger, worry, and concern warred in Christian’s forest green eyes, and Lila reached out to smooth a fingertip across his brow, easing away the lines there.
“I need you,” she echoed his words as she reached out and grabbed his erection, curling her fingers around it and running her hand from tip to base and back up again.
“Lila,” Christian warned, trying to pull her hand away but she tightened her grip.
“Come for me, Christian,” she begged. She wanted to watch him fall apart, lose himself in pleasure for just a short while. He carried such a heavy weight of pain and responsibility, and she wanted to shoulder that weight and let him rest, let him enjoy being free.
With a nod, he reached between her legs and found her already quivering little bundle of nerves, playing with it as she continued to play with him. His hands were magic, applying just the right amount of pressure to have feelings building inside her, sensations that had no words to truly describe them.
In her hand, Christian seemed to grow bigger and harder, his length jerked and trembled beneath her ministrations, and she could see he was holding back.
“Inside … me … now,” Christian ordered, shifting his hands so they spanned her waist and lifting her as effortlessly.
One smooth movement was all it took for him to spear himself inside her and then he was thrusting at a near frenetic pace. Lila felt that same desperation, that same crescendoing of sensations inside her.
Bracing her hands on his forearms, she held on as he maintained his grip on her hips and pumped into her.
“Come, baby, now,” he ordered tightly, and those words were all it took for her world to burst into a mass of fiery confetti as pleasure consumed every inch of her body, soaking down into her very soul.
Christian’s own release exploded inside her.
She loved that there was nothing between them, she was already pregnant so a condom wasn’t necessary, and she knew their love was the forever kind, so she never wanted to use one with him again.
All her life she’d wanted someone to see the real her, and now someone had.
Someone who saw her, loved her, and wanted to claim her.
