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More.The word had him switching to the other side to give her other nipple the same attention, his hard shaft throbbing every time she arched her back and bucked her hips.
Her legs spread for him and she brought her knees up so he was cradled between her thighs. He could have sworn he felt her wet heat even through her skirts, and he buried his face between her breasts with a groan. Good god, but this was the sweetest torture he’d ever known.
“More,” she whispered again, this time with a nudge of her hips as she sought out the friction that would bring her to the edge.
He lifted himself so he was hovering over her, his gaze clashing with hers. “You want more?” He kissed her lightly, pulling back as she tried to deepen the kiss.
She let out an exasperated huff. “You’re teasing me.”
He grinned. It was the first time he’d truly smiled in what felt like a lifetime. “I don’t want to rush you.”
Her eyes grew serious at the reminder.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he continued, this time with another teasingly light kiss to the tip of her nose.
She smiled. “You could never hurt me.”
He made a sound low in his throat. He never would intentionally. But she was small and he was large. And whether or not he was a beast, he had no doubt his animal instincts would make him lose control when he took her.
She seemed to read his mind, because she lifted a hand to touch his cheek. “I am yours,” she whispered.
He nodded, his heart swelling to the point that he didn’t trust himself to speak.
She wet her lips and her gaze met his with a strength he’d never seen before. “Make me yours.”
He stilled, staring down at her in shock. “Lillian—”
“Make me yours,” she said again, stronger this time.
“I don’t want to hurt—”
“You could never hurt me like he did,” she whispered.
He despised the pain he saw in her eyes, but he refused to let that man into this moment. He refused to let his anger surface.
Cruelty and violence had no place here between them.
She lifted her head to touch her lips lightly to his like he’d done to her. “I want you to make me yours,” she said. “I want you to erase the painful memories and replace them with joy. I want…” She stumbled and her gaze grew unbearably vulnerable. “I want you to show me what it can be. What it should be.”
He held her gaze for a long moment, his body taut with unquenched desire and his heart aching with tenderness.
He knew what she was asking, and he wanted to give that to her. She was made of love. She would shower her unborn child with it, no matter how that child had come to be created.
She would shower that love on him, the Beast, whether or not he deserved it.
And he didn’t deserve it.
He leaned down and kissed her long and slow.
Because while he might not deserve love...she did. She deserved to know what it felt to be cherished and protected. She deserved to know what it meant to be loved beyond all measure.
And so he deepened the kiss, stroking and tasting until she was gasping with pleasure all over again. Only then did he lower himself, settling between her thighs, letting her get used to the feel of his hard shaft pressing against her sex through the safety of her skirts.
He took his sweet time learning exactly what made her whimper and groan when he sucked on her breasts. He pinched and rolled her nipples until she was rolling her hips in time with his movements.
Only when her eyes were dazed with passion and her red lips were parted for air did he finally slip his hands beneath her skirts, removing her underclothes and hitching the skirts up higher so he might see the perfect creamy curve of her thighs and feel the sweet, sensitive skin of her legs above her stockings.
He leaned back to take in the sight, and groaned at the luscious sight before him of her spread bare, her pretty pink sex wet and swollen. That pink little nub was begging to be licked but when he started to lean down she shook her head.
