Page 71 of Preacher


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"You no longer owe your father's debt, babe. That shit's dead in the water."

I rest my cheek against his chest as he holds me tight. "I'm glad you're okay. I was worried about you."

"Shouldn't be, babe. Nothin' was goin' to happen to me. Now, Freddie called. He's been searchin' for Ruairi and found him. He's in a bad way. He's dealin' with a lot of guilt, somethin' I know from experience. Freddie's sortin' his ass out and then he'll be back."

I take a deep breath and release it. Thank God.

"Now," he says thickly. My body reacts to his voice, my blood heating and my stomach clenching. "Where did we leave off before I left?"

My breathing deepens. Damn, I want him. God, I want him so badly that I'm burning for him.

I can feel his erection through his jeans. I’m so turned on right now I can barely think straight. He always manages to get me worked up, always manages to have me feel weak at the knees.

His lips crash against mine, and I can’t hold back the moan when his tongue sweeps into my mouth. I’m utterly breathless, clinging to his body. He always makes me feel like a giddy teenager. Our kisses are out of this world. Whenever he gives me all of him, it's as though I'm the only woman in this world. I'm the only one for him.

Tearing his mouth from mine, he takes off his cut and places it on the hook on the bedroom door. I watch as he strips out of his tee and unsnaps his fly. His gaze stays focused solely on me. So much has changed since I was in hospital. It's like he's a changed man. It's as though a switch has been flicked. I'm not complaining. Not in the slightest. This is what I want and I'm praying that this is what he wants too.

He's completely naked, and I decide that now is the right time. I had the prospect do a quick run to my house and collect a few things I needed for the kids. While he was there, he picked up my mail. I grab the letter off the bed and hand it to Kane.

"What is it?" he asks, not once taking his gaze off me.

"The paternity test results."

"What does it say?" he asks, and there's no doubt in his voice. He believes me. This wasn't about that. This was just to stop that past of his from coming back and hurting him again.

"That you're the father," I tell him with a smile as I open the letter and show him.

He tears the letter from my hand and tosses it to the floor. His hands go to the hem of the tee I'm wearing and he pulls it off my body, dragging it over my head. His lips descend on mine once again and we fall onto the bed. I wrap my legs around his waist. His cock is thick and long as it rubs against my soaked folds. He sinks slowly inside of me, and I bite back a groan. God, it's so fucking good. So slow, but he feels so damn big.

“Kane,” I moan, loving having him so deep inside of me.

"Gonna fuck you now, babe."

I nod, my fingers tangling in his hair. I tug hard on it, pulling his lips to mine. He slants his mouth over mine and kisses me. God, this man really knows how to make my body sing. I couldn't imagine being with anyone else. He's what I want. He's all that I want.

He pulls his cock out of me, leaving just the tip. He tears his lips away from mine, and gritting his teeth, he thrusts into me. My body bows at the forceful way he powers into me. I can’t stop the cry that spills from my lips as he continues to thrust into me. So forceful, so powerful, so fucking him.

"I'm so full," I cry out. God, the man's going to kill me. But God, what a way it would be to go.

“Fuck,” he grunts as he slowly pulls out of me and then thrusts back inside. "How the fuck do you get tighter every damn time?"

“More,” I cry out, his cock stretching me as he moves. I love the slight burn that it gives.

“Love fuckin' you, babe. No one compares to you,” he rumbles.

My heart soars at his words. Heat pools in my pussy as he pushes my pleasure higher and higher. My orgasm is climbing, and there’s no way I’m able to hold it off. “Ahhhh,” I cry out as he thrusts deep inside of me.

“That’s it, babe. Fuck, yes,” he snarls as he thrusts deep once again.

My orgasm tumbles over me and it's his name I scream. He rotates his hips, powering into me over and over again as he chases his own release.

"Kane," I gasp, finding it almost impossible to catch my breath.

"Ailbhe." He groans deeply, pushing into me one last time and coming long and hard.

"It's a good thing I'm already pregnant," I quip. "You seem to lose your mind and completely forget about protection."

"Told you, babe, you drive me crazy, have done since the moment I saw you. I just need to be inside of you. I don't even think. But now that I have you knocked up, I'm going to keep doin' it."

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