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“When did you find out?”

“The day of the attack. When Edvard shot me. The doctors ran a blood test before they could give me an x-ray. But when the results came back, they discovered I was a few weeks pregnant.”

“And it’s…”

“Yours, yes. I tried to tell you.” I worry my bottom lip with my teeth. “Are you upset?”

Dimitri blinks. “Upset? No, Nat, I’m not upset. Surprised, but…” His lips crack into a wide smile, his newfound joy almost contagious. “Simon’s getting a little brother or sister?”

A relieved laugh rushes out of my lungs. “Yeah, it seems like it.”

He cups my face tenderly, peering into my eyes with such adoration and love and wistfulness it makes me want to cry.Thisis what I’ve been missing. This complicated, lovable man, one who has to make tough decisions, but ultimately has the best heart.

“Kiss me, Dimitri.”

“Anything for you, angel.”

His kisses come softly, reverently. His caresses are gentle and cautious. Slowly but surely, he undresses me like I’m made of fine crystal, moving carefully like I might crumble beneath him if he’s a touch too rough.

Dimitri has me lie down on the bed, hovering over me as he works off my jeans and underwear. He drinks in my naked form, eyes raking over the curves of my body. I don’t have much of a belly yet—I’ve only just begun the second trimester—but I wonder if he notices the swell of my breasts and the added thickness of my hips and thighs.

“Breathtaking,” he murmurs. The fact that he’s looking at me with such devotion is all it takes for heat to pool between my legs.

He presses a line of soft kisses to the side of my neck, working his way down to my collarbone, the sensitive nipples, down my navel, until he settles between my legs to lick and tease. The roughness of his tongue and the heat of his breath send a delightful shiver down my spine. Dimitri takes his sweet time tasting me, humming contently to himself as he draws lazy circles against my swollen clit.

I sigh his name, a song, a prayer. To know his touch again is better than a dream come true.

“God, I’ve missed you,” he mumbles against my thigh, teasing my entrance with the tip of his finger.

“I missed you, too,” I reply softly, clutching the sheets as he presses into me. I moan languidly as he curls his fingers, sweeping over my sweet spot at a steady, even pressure.

“Pregnant,” he says, almost in disbelief. “Mother of my child.”

Despite my exposure, his words make me blush. I’m unbelievably giddy, so consumed with the idea of carrying his baby that the rest of the world falls away. Who cares about revenge when I can love instead? Isn’t it so much easier than drowning in hate?

He places his mouth on me and sucks my clit, his devilish mouth working in time with his fingers. A tight coil of pleasure builds within me, growing hotter and brighter with every pass of his wicked tongue. Dimitri brings me all the way to the brink when suddenly—

Ecstasy washes over me, a massive tidal wave of euphoria that leaves me winded and lightheaded in the best of ways. The only thing keeping me grounded is the soft murmur of his encouragements and the heat of his palms against my thighs.

It’s his turn to undress. He shucks off his shirt and his pants with far less eloquence, but I don’t care. I drink in every inch of his delicious body, admiring his taut muscles beneath rolling skin. I reacquaint myself with his beautiful tattoos. Dimitri really is a work of modern art. I giggle when he climbs toward me, my legs hooking on either side of his hips to welcome him in.

We dance slowly together, relearning each other’s shape and taste and scent. He’s so gentle it drives me crazy. Who knew such a handsome, domineering man was capable of such sweet tenderness? He fills me over and over again, my walls fluttering around his throbbing cock. The heat of his body melts into mine to the point where I don’t know where I end and he begins.

Dimitri kisses me like it’s the first time and the last and every single instance in between. He explores the shape of my mouth with the tip of his tongue, giving me the chance to taste my own arousal. His moans vibrate straight through me, so deep and low my fingers and toes curl in delight.

“I love you, angel,” he whispers against my lips. “I’m never leaving you ever again.”

I circle my arms around his neck and kiss his cheek. “I love you, too. So much.”

We remain tangled in each other’s arms as we ride out the afterglow. There’s no telling how much time has passed. All I care about is that Dimitri is here, and I’m forgiven.

We can finally move forward and leave the past behind us.

Chapter 34

Dimitri

I’m the first to wake. It’s almost 5:00 a.m., the grey morning light filtering through the cheap curtains of the hotel room. I attempt to make some coffee with the room’s complimentary Keurig, but it’s not exactly gourmet.

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