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My fear is replaced by anger so quickly it almost makes me dizzy. “Don’t you ever fucking do that again,” I seethe. Then I bend down and swipe my tongue across the blood on her arm. Cia shivers and lets out a deep moan. “If you need something, you need to come to us. You don’t fucking do something like that to yourself.”
Ignoring her surprised squeak, I throw her over my shoulder and walk into our bedroom.
When we reach our massive custom bed, I grab her thigh and move her so she’s wrapped around my front instead of back. At first, she fights me—because, of course, she does—but when she realizes my intent isn’t to get her off, she stops.
“You really need to work on your way to deal,” I say as I lower us both to the mattress. “And let us help you.”
Cia grins at me, still clinging to my neck like she can’t bear to let go of me. “But where’s the fun in that?” she asks, blowing some strands of hair from her forehead.
I roll my eyes. “None of this is fucking fun.” When my words wipe away the good mood, I almost wish I hadn’t said anything. “I mean—”
“You’re right,” she agrees. “It’s a tragedy of epic proportions. It still hurts me to think about what we’ve lost.”
Her gray eyes are glassy from unshed tears, and I feel a lump building in my throat. What would it have been like to see her stomach swell with a life we’d created together? Anger surges through my veins as I once again think about what we’ve lost.
“Hey, don’t give into it.” With her hold around my neck, Cia forces me to bend until our lips are pressed together. “Stay here with me,” she says cajolingly.
Cia pours her grief and love into the kiss, eagerly stroking her tongue against mine. As I eagerly return the kiss, she loosens her arms and trails her nails up and down my abs.
“Fuck,” I groan into her mouth.
Pulling back, she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. “Fuck is right,” she says in a sultry tone, lifting her hips invitingly at the same time. “I want you to fuck me, Gus.”
I growl as I kiss my way down her body until I’m lying between her shapely legs. I kiss my way up both her inner thighs, pushing both wide. Then I sniff deeply while I rub my nose against her clit. Taking her delicious scent into my nostrils.
“Don’t tease me, Gus.”
Cia tries to close her legs, but I keep her spread open with my hands on her thighs.
I chuckle. “Who says I’m teasing you?” Sticking my tongue out, I lap at her clit. “I’m going to take my time. Now shut up and take what I’m giving you.”
She moans low in her throat and arches her back off her bed as I lick her from top to bottom in a single swipe. Fuck, she tastes amazing. Her cream coats my tongue, causing my eyes to roll back in my head. I’m such a fucking goner.
“Do you feel something now?” I ask teasingly.
Her answering cry makes my cock harden more, and it takes everything in me not to rut into the bed to alleviate my painful boner. But I don’t. Instead, I focus on eating Cia’s magic pussy.
“Your fingers…” She moves her hands to my head, fisting my hair. Electricity zaps through me as she tugs at my hair, guiding my mouth to where she wants me. “I need your cock inside me,” she moans.
Her breathy voice is like a siren call to my thick length. It twitches, desperate for me to sink inside her. “No you don’t,” I rasp. “I want you to come like this before I fuck you.”
“Yes. Gus…” Hardening my tongue, I flick her nub harder, faster. “I’m going to… yes… don’t stop. Don’t. Fucking. Stop. I’m—”
With my hands still on her thighs, and her legs over my shoulders, she can’t close her legs, something I know drives her even higher. She tenses and screams my name so loud no one in the house can have any doubts about what we’re doing. Even though I’m fucking dying to palm her tits, I don’t move my hands. I clasp the soft skin on her thighs so hard I know my handprint will be visible.
When Cia’s no longer shaking from her climax, I sit up. “I need to fuck you,” I rasp.
“Yes,” she pants. “Hurry up and get inside me.”
The way she moves her arm causes sunlight to reflect off the scar from where her implant used to be, and it serves as a stark reminder that I need to find a fucking condom. I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I’m not ready to be a dad, which means I have to fucking wrap up.
Fucking hell.
“Why aren’t you inside me yet?” Cia whines. She lifts her hips enticingly.
I sigh, hating that I’m about to ruin the mood. “I need to find a…” Trailing off, I shake my head. I don’t really need to spell it out. “I’ll be right back.”
Before I’m off the bed, Cia pushes herself up, resting on her arms instead of lying on her back. “Say what now?” She quirks an eyebrow while looking like she can’t quite believe she heard me right. “Why?”
