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“I can take more,” I whimper.
“More?” he growls and then adds a second finger.
“Holy shit,” I gasp as he stretches me wider, but the feelings that are powering through my body are nothing short of euphoric.
Dante goes on fucking me, his hips and his fingers setting an exquisite pace that keeps me dangling on the edge of oblivion. “You going to come for me, kitten? Come on my cock while I’m fucking your tight little ass with my fingers?”
“Yes,” I wheeze.
My orgasm comes slowly at first, ripples of tingling electric pleasure pooling through my core. Dante fucks me through it until the pressure becomes too much, like a river that has been held back by a dam for too long. I scream his name as I experience the most intense climax I’ve ever had in my entire life. It gushes out of me, soaking the two of us and the bedsheets.
“Oh fuck,” he groans, finally letting go of the back of my neck so he can grab hold of both of my hips as he nails me to the mattress. I’m so boneless and spent that the only thing holding me up is him. Pleasure still skitters around my body as I listen to the wet sound of his skin slapping against mine as he takes what he needs. He comes with a roar of my name, holding on to me tightly as he grinds out his release.
When he’s finished, I lower myself to the bed, lying on my side as I gasp for breath. I’m wet and sore and spent and overwhelmed with so many emotions I don’t know how to process them all at once. Closing my eyes, I fight to hold it all together.
“I’ll be right back,” Dante says, but he sounds so far away, like he’s in another room or on another plane of existence. Because there is only me here. Just me in this darkness when my eyes are closed. I’m alone.
Alone? For the first time in two years, I am alone here in that space between sleeping and waking. No monsters. No demons. No flashbacks of memories that I want to bury. It’s just quiet and still. Then a wonderful fluttering in my lower abdomen reminds me that I will never be alone again.
“I’m going to clean you up, Kat.” I open my eyes as he begins to wipe between my thighs with a warm washcloth.
“We made a mess,” I whisper as I snap back to the real world.
“We sure did, kitten.”
“The sheets,” I groan. They are soaked. They’ll need changing but I’m too tired to move.
“We’ll just sleep on the other side of the bed.”
Then he dries me with a fluffy warm towel. “I can do that,” I offer, feeling a little too vulnerable suddenly.
“I know, ” he says as he continues drying me. Then he tosses the towel onto the floor before climbing over me and lying on the other side of the bed. “Come here.” Taking my hand, he pulls me to him, away from the wet patch on the sheets until I’m resting my head on his chest.
He wraps his arms around me, stroking my hair and running his fingertips softly over my side and my growing belly.
Years of anger and rage and frustration and sorrow pour out of me as I soak his chest with my tears. And he just lets me. He doesn’t tell me everything is okay, or try to make me feel better. He doesn’t talk or shush me. He just lets me be.
He might never say those words that I am so desperate to hear from him. But even if he never tells me that he loves me, I feel it. Since the day we met, I have always felt more protected and cared for by him than any man who has ever actually professed to loving me. And that is enough.
So right here, in the arms of the devil himself, I find a peace that even the heavens couldn’t rival.
Chapter41
Dante
Iwake up early and she’s still wrapped in my arms, her head nestled into the crook of my shoulder and her leg draped over mine. She cried for almost an hour last night before she finally fell asleep exhausted. I was worried I might have pushed her too far, but she clung to me so tightly I figured she just needed the release. Looking down at her, I smile at her beautiful face. Her pink lips are settled into a subtle smile. My kitten turned into a wildcat. I’m so fucking proud of her. She faced down all of her demons yesterday and conquered them all.
Glancing at the clock, I groan inwardly as I remember I have a call with my father. He’s riding my ass constantly about setting a date for the wedding, and I have been avoiding his calls for over a week, until he finally pinned me down to a specific time he could video call me. I should squeeze in a quick workout before I speak to him. Burning off some energy before I have to deal with him is always a good idea. But I can’t bring myself to get out of this bed and leave Kat’s warm body. I kiss her head, and she stirs, her eyes fluttering open.
“Morning,” she says and stretches.
“Good morning, kitten.”
She looks up and smiles at me and now I am only interested in one kind of workout. I roll on top of her, holding myself up so I don’t crush her swollen belly and our unborn child.
“Are you okay?” I ask, a question so loaded with meaning that those words don’t feel enough.
“Yes. In every way,” she breathes, snaking her arms around my neck and pulling my face close to her.
