“Is this real?” Stefanieasked, lying on her side next to me in bed. It had been an entire year since I’d found her again, and she still had trouble believing her nightmare was over.
If I could reap Sam and Matt’s souls all over again, I would.
“It is,” I murmured, drawing her close as my hand rested on her hip. “But it’s more like a fairytale.”
“Because you’re prince charming?”
I shook my head. “No, I’m more like the beast, and you’re beauty.”
She giggled. “That was always my favorite story.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes. Maybe that’s why I don’t mind your darkness, Shadow. It’s not that scary. You might have violence inside you, but you only bring it out when it’s needed.”
“The Reaper doesn’t freak you out?”
“Nope. He would never hurt me,” she replied confidently.
A deep rumble of approval shook my chest.
“You help me keep balanced. It’s your light that brings hope in the darkness.”
“That may be true, but there’s a lot of evil in this world, and I feel better knowing I have you by my side.”
“Always,” I assured her vehemently. “We’re never gonna be separated again.”
“Always,” she agreed, lifting her head as I met her halfway, capturing her lips.
The kiss ignited a fire deep in my belly, and I rolled her into her back, pleased that she hadn’t dressed yet. Her legs parted as I sank between them and deepened our kiss. A soft moan escaped as I separated my mouth from hers and trailed my lips down her jawline and over to her ear.
“I need you,” I whispered seductively.
“Then take me, Shadow. I’m yours forever.”
I was already hard and brushed my fingers through her core, groaning when I felt how wet and warm her pussy was, excited when I felt her walls clench around me and slicken with her desire. My hips rocked against her until I grasped my erection, pumping up and down my shaft several times before I pressed into her slowly, filling her up inch by inch. Only when I was completely seated did I cup her face and stared into the mesmerizing eyes that I adored.
“I love you, Stefanie Holloway.”
“As much as I love you.”
Gliding in and out, I began to slide into and out of her, loving the sounds of pleasure that spilled from her lips. Her perky tits bounced every time I slammed home, and it was pure heaven.
“I have something to tell you. It’s an early Christmas present.”
I slowed the speed of my strokes, making love to her as our eyes stayed locked on one another. “Tell me.”
“You don’t like secrets.”
“No.” My lips twitched because I didn’t care as long as she never left me.
“We’re going to have someone else to love soon.”
Blinking, I didn’t know what to say. Was she pregnant?
“The kind that takes nine months to create.”
“Stefanie!” I exclaimed, pulling out of her and rising to my knees, tugging her into my embrace. “You’re having my baby?”