Page 68 of Cursed Love
His presence was like coming home. It terrified her. She was too young to be pregnant or to even contemplate being married at twenty-one. Would they make it through all the ups and downs? Could she imagine not having him in her life now that he was in it? Would they make good parents to the beautiful life forming inside her?
Tears prickled at the back of her closed eyes as all the questions hit her hard. Taking a shuddering breath, she forced her mind free of the thoughts and focused instead on the man who lit her up from the inside out.
“Mmm…” Brandy moaned, and her legs tightened around him. “Too many clothes,” she said and tugged at the material separating them.
His lips turned up in a sexy little smirk. Ryan reached between his shoulder blades and pulled the material off as she fumbled with the button to his jeans.
Her fingers grazed his stomach, right along the trail of hairs leading to her prize. He was beautiful. Even the faint scar marring the skin at his ribs could not make him less attractive. She made a mental note to ask him about it another time.
Ryan scrambled off the bed and discarded what was left of his clothes. All the breath whooshed out of her when she met his darkened eyes. They were filled with need and promises of more… for her… for them.
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“Now who’s wearing too many clothes?” he teased, throwing back her words.
Brandy bit her lip under his stare, her eyes sparkling with amusement. Her pretty mouth begged to be kissed. Instead, he made quick work of removing the rest of her clothes and stood back, taking in every glorious inch he’d exposed.
She was gorgeous… in or out of clothes.
Climbing back on the bed, he took his time worshipping her body. He kissed each foot and behind each knee before he teased her with a chaste kiss to her soft mound. When his eyes landed on her stomach, a tremble of emotion ran down his body.
He kissed below her belly button and laid his head on her soft stomach. She wove her fingers through his hair as he took a moment to love their child.
So much had happened since he saw Brandy for the first time. In the last few hours alone, everything had been turned upside down. His old self would have been pissed and unaccepting over the monumental change. He had told himself many times having children was not his path and then she walked into his life, changing everything.
Ryan kissed her belly again and laid his chin on her as he met her eyes. He found them filled with unshed tears. They had a fear, uncertainty, and a softness that he knew was love beaming at him. The pregnancy had also shaken her.
He kissed her palm and pressed it against his jaw. A tear escaped, leaving a trail down her cheek. Rising over her, he placed his weight on one elbow and wiped her face dry.
“Happy, sad, or scared?” he whispered and gave her time to answer as she chewed on her lip, thinking hard before speaking.
“Everything? You make me happy. I’m sad we won’t have time to ourselves, to get to know each other better. I’m scared everything is moving fast, that people are coming after me, and we won’t be able to stop the curse.”
Ryan nodded. “You make me happy too. I won’t let anyone hurt the two of you,” he promised and cupped her stomach. “We’ll figure out the rest soon.” Slowly and with as much love as he could put into it, he kissed her. Needing to show her what he felt, he made love to Brandy and took his time as the raging need from moments ago transformed into something deeper.
Each kiss, touch, and thrust was meant to burn him into her being. They became one, slowly rising together with their expression of love. He worked her body over until she broke apart in his arms. Only then did he push deeper and harder until his own climax shattered him. It was by far the most powerful orgasm he had experienced.
Once Ryan caught his breath, he kissed along her neck and lifted his head so he could look into her eyes. Her bright satisfied smile contrasted with her damp eyes and the tears slipping into her hairline.
He cupped her face, worrying he had been too rough. “You okay?”
She squeezed around him in a full body hug. “Yeah… You?”
Pushing back, he smiled. “I have the woman I love in my arms. I feel great.”
Her face froze and scrunched as she processed his words. Ryan grinned as he watched her go from confused to excited.
“Woman you love?”
“I’m in love with you, Brandy.”
Her fingers curled into him as she pulled him closer. They shared a deep, passionate kiss. When she nipped his lower lip, he smiled against hers.
“I love you too,” she whispered, and his chest swelled with the intensity of her words. “If you hurt me, I’ll find a tubar who would take great pleasure in filleting your ass.”
Ryan’s eyes widened as he noted the serious expression on her face. “I… I have no doubt you’d do that or worse.” He never knew what he would get with the feisty little witch. It was one of the many things he loved about her. “Be right back,” he muttered before returning with a towel.
After taking great care of cleaning her up, he tossed the towel with the laundry and slid in bed. He pulled her sleepy form against him, and a wave of peace settled in his chest as she snuggled into his body. “Brandy?”
