Page 143 of Florian's Bride


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“Harder, Florian,” she whispers, flexing her thighs around me as her pussy clenches around my length. I barely hold on to my control to turn my strokes rougher and grant her, her wish so we can both get what we desperately crave.

But my woman is pregnant and somehow today of all days…despite it being the most sweetest of tortures, I want to prolong this and give her everything gentle in me.

I lean down and kiss her throat, sliding my lips to her chin and nipping on her skin, before catching her mouth in yet another kiss where our mouths duel against each other’s, Jimena silently demanding what she wants and me denying her.

Her nails claw deep into me, and she wraps her legs around me tighter.

Well, as tight as her baby bump allows.

My woman consumes me; we always remember about our little miracle and protect it, though.

Even from our passion.

Burying myself deep in her, I speed up my pace when her restlessness only grows and she breathes heavily. I live for her and denying her pleasure is not something I can do.

Her wish is my command as along as it doesn’t endanger her, and that’s our most prominent law.

She angles her head, giving me better access as our tongues brush against each other’s. Her pussy spasms around me, which adds to the sensations rocking through me, sending fire into every bone in my body, and tingles shoot from my spine to my balls.

Three more hard drives and she finds her release, clenching around me so hard. Tearing my mouth away from her, I throw my head back and groan, spilling inside her as she watches me.

Is there a more satisfying thing than watching my cum dripping down her while she’s pregnant with my baby?

Rolling on my back, I let her settle on my chest and she hides her face in the crook of my neck, sighing, her fingers trailing over my collarbone. “I think they felt something else as well.” My arms lock around her. “Gratitude.”

“For?”

“Finding each other.”

“Ah.” Gently cupping her neck, I urge her to look at me, and when our gazes meet, I tell her, “I’ll always protect you.”

I still have to catch Death and his son, punishing them for ruining my life, but I’ll never allow for my past to hurt my present and future.

They destroyed little Florian, who didn’t deserve the shitty hand destiny had dealt him, but they don’t get anything else from me.

They didn’t steal my soul, they shattered it, and Jimena is slowly putting it back together. It will never be perfect, always cracked, but through these cracks her light slips into me, so how can I wish for anything else?

She smiles. “I know.”

“I will always love you.”

“I know that too.”

My brow furrows. “Want to add anything to that, princess?”

“Nope.”

And her laughter, that’s music to my ears, echoes through the room when I move us to our sides and kiss her.

I might be a monster, but my life now?

It’s heaven.

CHAPTER NINETEEN

“Happiness is a great thing.

Unfortunately…

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