Page 64 of Cowboy's Healing Heart

"I need your heart," he says, his hand coming to rest on my chest. "Your compassion, your fierce love for Ashanti. The way you care so deeply, even when it scares you."

Tears prick at my eyes, overwhelmed by the raw emotion in his voice. Shane pulls back slightly, his gaze locking with mine once more.

"I need all of you, Krystal," he says, his voice thick with emotion. "The good, the bad, the messy parts you try to hide. I need your past, your present, your future. I need you in my life, by my side, in my arms."

His words wrap around me, warm and soothing. They seep into the cracks of my battered heart, filling the empty spaces that were waiting on him.

"I need you to trust me," Shane continues, his thumb brushing away a tear I didn't realize had fallen. "To let me in, to let me love you the way you deserve to be loved. Because I will with everything in me."

I swallow hard, my throat tight with emotion. "Shane, I-"

He silences me with a kiss, soft and sweet and full of promise. When he pulls away, his eyes are shining with unshed tears.

"I need you to know that I'm not going anywhere," he says fiercely. "I'm yours."

His hands find the hem of my nightshirt, lifting it over my head smoothly. Then his lips are on my skin, trailing kisses down my neck and collarbone. I throw my head back, giving him better access, silently encouraging him to take what he wants.

What he wants is me.

His mouth is on me, sucking, licking, biting. I moan, threading my fingers through his hair. I arch my back, pressingmy breast further into his mouth, needing him deeper, harder. I ride him, feeling and needing every inch of him.

His teeth graze my nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my core. I gasp, arching into him. He takes the opportunity to flip us over so that he's on top, his thick cock sliding in and out, stretching me, filling me.

He's inside me, but I need more. Deeper, faster, harder. I want him to consume me, to leave me breathless.

"Shane," I whisper, his name like a prayer on my lips.

"Fuck," he groans, his voice muffled against my skin. "Are you gonna give me babies?"

"Yes," I say breathlessly, my body on fire.

He lifts his head, and our eyes lock as he pushes deeper inside me. I bite my lip, trying to keep quiet, but he's relentless, driving me closer and closer to the edge.

"You're mine, Krystal. Forever... All mine."

"All yours," I pant, lost in the sensations he's creating within me. "I'm all yours."

He kisses me then, hard and deep, his tongue exploring my mouth as he drives into me. I lift my hips to give him better access.

We fit together perfectly, our bodies in sync. It's like we were made for each other, and right now, in this moment, nothing else exists but the two of us.

The tension builds, coiling deep in my belly. I'm so close, teetering on the edge. Just when I think I can't take anymore, Shane shifts his hips, hitting just the right spot, and I'm about to explode. It's coming hard and fast.

Each thrust has me moaning, crying out. It feels so good, so right. I meet his movements, rocking back against him.

"That's it, baby," he whispers, his lips against my ear. "Take what you need."

I do, and it's not enough. I want more, need more.

I tighten my muscles around him, and he groans, his hips snapping forward with increasing speed.

"I can never get enough," he growls, his hands gripping my hips.

I don't respond. I just keep moving with him. We're in sync, our bodies knowing what the other needs. It's like we're one, connected in a way I've never experienced before.

"Shane..."

"Me too, baby," he says, his breath hot against my neck. "Come with me."

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