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Can’t say that I blame her. If you’re lucky enough to be allowed to see past her icy exterior, the woman she hides from the world is pretty fucking amazing.
Scarlet leans back against the pillow and absently rubs her hand against our very active little girl. “She did. Right before she told me she never had a mommy before.” Scarlet’s big, blue eyes glisten, and her lower lip trembles.
“Duchess... what’s wrong?” She went from smiling to tears faster than I knew was possible. This seems to be happening more often lately. According to Sam, it’s the pregnancy hormones hard at work. He made it a point to remind me not to tell her that though. Something about Amelia smashing a cupcake in his face when he made the mistake of mentioning that to her.
“What happens if we don’t work out? What happens to Brynlee?” She looks down at her stomach. “What happens to this little girl? Are we being stupid? Selfish? If this ends, will our daughter have two parents who hate each other like mine did? Because that was a horrible way to grow up. It was painful, and I want so much more for them than that.”
I take her hands in mine, wanting her to feel my strength.
Needing to ground her before she spins out. “Do you love me, Scarlet?”
She nods her head as the first tear falls.
“Because I love you, duchess. I loved the teenager you were, but that was young love. First love. I’d have done anything you asked back then and did. I hid what we had from your brothers because that’s what you needed, and I was a kid who figured having a piece of you was better than having nothing.” I pull her onto my lap and brush my lips over hers. “But loving the woman you’ve become is so much more than what we had back then. There’s nothing on earth that could make me hide how I feel about you now, Scarlet. I don’t want to be your friend. I want to be your everything. I want to be your lover, your protector, your partner. I want it all.”
With our foreheads touching, she kisses me, then whispers against my lips, “I think you’re the only person I’ve ever loved, Cade.”
“I know your parents fucked up your views on marriage and love. But we’re not your parents.” Scarlet wraps her arms around my neck, and I’m enveloped in the spicy vanilla scent that’s only ever been hers. “We’re not going to agree on everything. We’re going to fight. We’re going to get frustrated and mad. But the key is going to be never giving up. We can’t ever stop fighting for us. Because we’re worth fighting for. I know you’ve got to feel it too.”
“I do feel it, Cade. But I’m broken.”
My girl looks terrified. “Scarlet...”
“What if I can’t do it? I’ve spent my life letting everyone think I’m invincible. That I’ve got all the answers. That nothing they say or do can affect me. What if it’s all a lie? A façade? What if I’m not strong enough to give you want you want? What you need and our girls deserve?”
My rough palms rub her bare arms, leaving goosebumps in their wake. “Then you let me be strong enough for the two of us. Outside these walls, you can be whoever you need to be. The King in charge of her kingdom. Be strong. Be fierce. Be whatever you need to be. But inside these walls, just be yourself. And if that means you need to lean on me for strength, then let me give you mine.”
With tears streaming down her face, Scarlet moves one leg to the other side of my lap, straddling me. Her hands skim up under my shirt as her lips slide over mine. “I need you, Cade. I need to feel you. To feel us.”
My thumbs swipe the tears away from her eyes. “Duchess...” My face gives away my hesitance.
“Ignore the tears. It’s the hormones. They’re happy tears.” She tugs my shirt over my head and drops it to the floor before adding her own to the growing pile. Her fingers trace the muscles of my chest, followed by her tongue. “Have I told you how much I love your body?” Teeth scrape along my nipple, sending a shiver down my spine, before she stands up and slides my shorts down, followed by hers.
From behind, you can’t even tell Scarlet’s pregnant. But from the front... there’s no denying this incredible woman is carrying my baby. And it is so fucking sexy. My hands reach for her.
Needing to feel her skin.
To worship her swollen breasts.
To love her.
But Scarlet has other ideas. She drops to her knees, her breasts bouncing at the abrupt movement, and my cock jumps at the sight. Her small hands wrap around my cock and pump me once... twice.
“Duchess—”
Her pink tongue darts out and swirls around the tip of my dick as she licks a pearl of precum and smiles. And holy hell, my entire body comes to life. She lifts her midnight-blue eyes and looks up at me through long dark lashes as her soft hands cup my balls. “Jesus...” I groan and anchor my fingers in her hair as Scarlet swallows me down her throat, tugging at what little restraint I have. Her soft, warm, wet mouth gliding up and down my cock in a torturously slow pace, combined with the friction of her tongue and the sound of her moan, give me sensory overload.
My spine tightens, and my hips jerk up at the exquisite sensation, and Scarlet speeds up in response.
But this isn’t how I’m gonna come.
Not tonight.
I move my hands to her shoulders and tug. “Come here, duchess. Let me love you.”
She takes me deep once more, hollowing her cheeks and sucking with a pop as she pulls away and pouts. “Fine.” Her palms press against my chest until I lay down on the couch, and I let her think she’s in control. “But I want to ride you tonight.”
Like I’m gonna tell her no. I move a pillow behind my head so I can watch her with ease and dig my fingers into her hips as she lowers herself slowly down onto my dick.
