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Sitting up, I pull her legs over my thighs, raising her ass off the bed, giving me a perfect view of her fuller tits as they bounce and the shape of her hips as they accommodate the life hiding within. I thrust harder, the idea of getting her pregnant again driving me deeper each time.
I grip her tits and squeeze her nipples, teasing and twisting. She nearly bows off the bed with a, “Yes!”
I swear I’ve never been this hard or this turned on. The idea of being inside her fueled every jerk-off session for the past five years—including the last two months, but the reality of feeling her wet, tight heat around me again has me ready to explode. I pound in deep with a swivel, making her mewl my name.
She braces her hands against the headboard, giving her leverage to push back with every thrust. She fights to keep her eyes open and locked on me. Her mouth, open with streams of sighs and moans, feeds my hunger. With one hand playing her tits like a master craftsman, I slide the other one down, dipping it low to wet my thumb with her juices. The feel of her excitement makes my spine tingle with the need to come.
Fuck, not yet.
Rubbing my moistened thumb over her clit has a stream of cuss words flying out of my girl’s mouth. I’d smile if it wasn’t so fucking hot hearing my Angel be so dirty.
“You gonna come for me?”
“Mm-hmm.”
I sacrifice the feel of her tits to brace myself as I lean forward, my thumb still rubbing her into a frenzy. I need her mouth when she comes. But first I need her eyes and ears on me. “I’m gonna love you like this every day of my life, Angel. Deep and hard, or slow and easy. You’re gonna know you’re my one and only. Ever only you. Every. Fucking. Day.”
“Gabriel!” Her face contorts, letting out a scream as she squeezes me and comes, her entire body racked with convulsions.
She doesn’t let up. I start moving again, chasing my own release but rubbing her clit to keep her gripping me like she never wants to let me go.
Never let me go, Frankie Angel.
A few more strokes and I burrow in deep, barking out my own release to the heavens as she comes again, crying and clenching me so fucking tight.
“Love you so fucking much,” I whisper in her ear as I catch my breath, resting my head on her shoulder, careful not to put my weight on her or the baby.
“Forever.” Her whispered reply has my eyes glistening and my cock twitching.
“Forever fucking after.”
I’D LIKE TO TELL YOU Iwon my fight, but the truth is, I have no intention of leaving this bed to actually make my fight. Killer González will win by default. And I’m perfectly fine with that. I have my Angel back, and no championship title could ever come close to beating that. I may hang up my gloves forever. The fire to fight has been diminished by the love of my girl.
Who would have ever thought a devilish beast like me could be tamed by an angel?
As if on cue, sleeping beauty stretches next to me, her tits slipping into view as the covers lower. My cock hardens, remembering the feel of her wrapped tightly around me. Blinking awake from a cat nap, she smiles when she notices me watching her—lusting after her. “What time does your plane leave?”
“There’s no plane.” A steam train couldn’t drag me away from my Angel.
Her eyes narrow as she tries to find meaning behind my words. “You’re planning on driving? It’s too far. You’ll be exhausted by the time we get there and in no condition to fight.”
We?Love that so much. I prop up on my elbow and kiss a nipple that’s begging for attention.
“Hey.” She plants a palm on my shoulder and pushes me away, frowning and pulling the sheets up to her neck. “Talk, Big Man.”
Big Man.Her love name for me she barely got to use before we broke up makes me smile and my healing heart leap. “I’m not leaving you. I don’t give a shit about winning the title when I just got you back.”
“Who says you have to leave me? I’m going with you.”
“No, you’re not. You’re staying right here—in bed, with me—where I can love you, feed you, and watch our baby grow inside you.”
“The things you say…” Her eyes water.
“Hey… Hey.” I pull her close. I can’t tell her not to cry, I know her hormones are running rampant. And hell, if I haven’t given her enough mean words to last her a lifetime, getting used to me being kind is gonna take a while, I suppose. “Besides, you’re in no shape to travel by plane or otherwise.”
She rears back, looking at me like I’m crazy. “Says who?”
“Really? My pregnant woman who was puking up her guts a few hours ago says.”
