Page 105 of Tragic (Lark Cove 3)

He grunted his agreement as he pulled back. But instead of slamming into me like I’d hoped, he carefully slid in deep all the way to the root.

“Harder.”

“No.” Kaine shook his head, his jaw clenching as he moved in another measured stroke. His cock stretched me, but it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t the punishing thrusts we were both craving.

“Please,” I begged. “Harder. I need you, Kaine. Don’t hold back.”

He fought to keep his control, gritting out another “No.”

“You’re not going to break me!” I shouted.

He froze, his expression a mix of surprise and frustration.

I threw an arm over my eyes, embarrassed for my outburst. “You’re not going to break me,” I repeated again. “I need you. You. The Kaine who tossed me onto the couch the second time we met and fucked my brains out. I need the Kaine who was never afraid to let loose in the bedroom. I need that Kaine because he made me feel wanted and sexy. I need to work out some hormones, and I need you to make me feel beautiful.”

Kaine dropped the grip he had on my thighs and leaned forward. His breath floated across my cheek. “You are beautiful. You’re so beautiful it takes my breath away. Seeing you on this bed, my boys growing inside of you, there isn’t a more beautiful sight in the world. But I can’t hurt you.”

I put my palm on his jaw. “You won’t.”

“I c—”

My thumb silenced his protest. “You won’t. I trust you. I know you’d never do anything to hurt me or the babies. But I need this. Please? Please show me that we still have this.”

The indecision on his face broke my heart. Here was a man so worried about the fate of this pregnancy that he wouldn’t even let himself enjoy sex.

“We’ll be okay,” I whispered. “They will be okay.”

It was the first time I’d said those words. I’d told myself I wouldn’t promise him things would work out, because in this world, who knew what could happen? But I believed it to the depths of my soul.

From the first moment I’d felt the twins move a couple of weeks ago, I’d known it would be okay. They’d be a joyous addition to this world, and they’d become my entire universe. I knew it.

“They will be okay.” My words rang in the air for a few long moments, until the worry on Kaine’s face finally faded.

My heart soared when he bent down, capturing my mouth in the kiss I’d been longing for. It was raw and mind-numbing. His tongue worked in and out of my mouth, sweeping against my bottom lip before his teeth nibbled in its path. Then his cock began to rock in and out.

The rhythm was slow at first, but not like before. This time, it held the promise that more was to come.

As his hips picked up speed, Kaine abandoned my mouth, leaning back on his calves. My body shook, my breasts bounced, as his strokes became booming thrusts.

The swaying of the bed’s frame filled the room until my gasps and moans drowned it out. The buildup was nearly unbearable. The explosion coming was going to wreck me. But I held on, nearly in tears that Kaine and I were finally back to this point. That we’d found this connection again.

In a flash, my orgasm ripped through me, stealing every sensation until all that was left were stars. I jerked and writhed. I pulsed and shuddered. I was a boneless and panting, limp mess by the time I came down. I barely had the energy to crack my eyes open, blink away the white spots and focus on the second-best part of sex with Kaine.

The man himself.

His eyes were closed, his long, dark eyelashes forming perfect swoops above his cheekbones. His mouth was open, just slightly, and his bottom lip swelled to a perfect pout.

The sight of him on the edge made my inner walls clench. His brawny shoulders and chiseled arms reminded me of the wooden pieces he made. Soft to the touch, but solid and unbreakable beneath the silken exterior.

The ends of his hair curled at the nape of his neck and were damp with sweat. Perspiration beaded by his temples as he rammed into me, harder and harder, exactly like I’d asked. This was the lover I knew, the lover I worshipped.

A new orgasm began to build, this one not as sharp as the last. It came over me like a wave, stealing away my breath as it pulled me under. I gasped, getting Kaine’s attention.

He opened his eyes just as it broke, then gripped my thighs harder, pulling me onto his cock as he planted deep and let go. His hot spurts slid between us, coating my sex.

Kaine came down from his high, looking as dizzy and delirious as I felt. He collapsed next to me on the bed, and we both stared at the ceiling, unable to move. The world was spinning faster in this bedroom and gravity weighed heavy on my limbs. It was a rush, like being drunk. I was afraid my heart might beat out of my chest and my brain might scramble.

But then Kaine reached over and took my hand, and the rush faded.