Page 8 of Pop
“This body will bear my children,” he heaves, picking up the pace as he laces our fingers together and holds me against the bed. “Your pussy is mine. Your womb is mine. You are mine.”
“Yes. It’s all yours.” I love every word that comes out of his mouth and lose myself in the feeling of his thrusts, writhing up to meet him with each pump.
“Luna,” he hisses through clenched teeth as he spills himself inside me. “Fuck. Yes.”
“Derek. My god. That was—”
My voice gets lost when he kisses me with a fierce passion, pushing against our connection, touching me so deep I think I might die.
“I love you, Luna Trey.” His damp hair brushes over my forehead as our sweat-slick bodies buzz in tangled togetherness. “I want you to be my wife.”
Derek
Agrin spreads across Luna’s face. “Did you just ask me to marry you?”
I grind my hips into her. “I have the ring and everything.”
Her eyes sparkle. “You have aring?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Can I see?”
I grin back. “That depends on your answer.”
“It will always be a yes,” she says, sliding her arms around my neck. “You could tie twine around my finger and I’d say yes. I waited six years for you.”
“And I don’t want you to wait for anything anymore. We’re getting married. We’re having babies and we’ll live wherever you want, however you want.”
“We aren’t living here?”
I brush the tip of my nose against hers. “If that’s what you want, we can live here.”
“Wait. Where do you live normally?”
“All over. I run custom bike shops. I’ve been traveling and growing my brand, training new people to offer the same services.”
“So, like that Pimp my Ride show but for bikes?”
I laugh. “Yeah. Just like that.”
“That sounds so cool. Bikes and art.”
“You wanna work on it with me?”
“Work in the business with you?”
“Yeah. I’ll make space for you wherever you need it. Unless you wanna stay here and work in the diner with your family.”
She presses her lips together. “I’m sad about what Daniel said to me. But I don’t want to run a diner all my life. It’s not my dream. You’re the only one who ever listened to that. But I want to make peace with him. I think that if I explain what you mean to me, he’ll understand.”
“You always see the best in people.”
“That’s because most people, if you give them a chance, turn out to be pretty good.”
“I love your mind.”
She runs her hands over my muscular chest. “And I love your body. What’d you do this past six years, work and pump iron?” She giggles and I kiss her on the nose.
