Page 184 of Savage Hearts
“If it’s a boy, let’s name him Mik. Actually, that would be a cute name for a girl, too.”
He exhales. Wrapping his hands around my hips, he reverently kisses my stomach. “I have to admit, I’m thrilled your birth control shot was no match for my super sperm.”
“Don’t break your arm patting yourself on the back, stud. My shot expired while I was in Russia. Funny how time flies when you’re having fun.” I glance around the unfamiliar dark room. “Where are we?”
“Hotel. Now hush. I need to fuck you.”
My laugh is soft. “I missed you, too.”
He gets his clothing off in record speed, impatiently tossing it all to the floor, then lowers himself on top of me. He kisses me, cradling my head in his hands, giving me his weight and every ounce of his passion.
When he breaks away, he’s breathing hard. He stares down at me with adoration shining in his eyes, murmuring something in Russian.
I shake my head. “No, say it so I can understand it this time.”
He says gently, “It’s the same thing I’ve been telling you since the beginning,malyutka. You’re beautiful. You make me crazy. I can’t remember my life before you. I’d give anything to be able to love you for all time.”
My throat gets tight. Tears well in my eyes. I inhale a ragged breath, feeling like I’m flying. “So you like me, huh?”
Against my lips, he whispers, “I worship you, my sweet, mouthy little queen.”
“Prove it. I’m still mad at you.”
He grins then kisses me again, this time harder. His hard cock throbs against my thigh.
When he slides inside me, I gasp and arch. A lone tear slides down my temple.
In a husky voice, he says into my ear, “Daddy’s home.”
I laugh, but it quickly turns to a groan as he starts to thrust, lowering his head to kiss my throat then bite it. I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his shoulders, holding on to him as he fills me, body and soul.
I know he always wanted to keep me safe. To protect me, nomatter what it might cost him. But what he didn’t know was that I never needed a white knight to save me.
I need the dragon.
I need him, forever, and that’s all.
Later, sweaty and sated, I lie in his arms with my cheek resting on his chest and my heart glowing.
Into the darkness of the hotel room, I whisper, “What happens now?”
He stirs, rousing to press a kiss to the top of my head. “What do you want to happen now?”
My reply is instant. “I want to go back to your cabin in the woods.”
His chuckle is a low rumble under my ear. “Ourcabin, you mean.”
My toes curl with happiness.
“Poe misses you, by the way.”
“I miss him, too, that big dumb cocky bird.”
“Don’t let him hear you call him dumb. He’ll steal all your shoelaces and make a cape for himself out of them.”
“I bet he would. You know what else I miss?”
“What?”
