I recalled Doc being worried about Layla and me fighting in battle, how I needed to stay alive and healthy for her and the baby, and that she needed rest. On top of that, he’d recommended we find a quiet hideaway. But Layla and I would never be safe anywhere except on the naval base. Sure, our enemies could penetrate our gates, but we had a better chance surrounded by soldiers than anywhere else.
I pushed out a disgruntled sigh. The need to end the madness grew by leaps and bounds and pulsed in my veins. Then something my father had said hit me.
She rubbed my face. “You’re spacing out again. What is it?”
“When my dad was on his deathbed after the explosion, he saw his father. Anytime my grandfather graces his dreams or Jo’s, he always has a profound message, and one that we need to take seriously. Anyway, in a nutshell, my grandfather told my dad that a war was coming that could wipe out our existence, and… my dad couldn’t die because he had to help me.”
A crease dented her smooth forehead. “Help you how?”
“He woke up, so he doesn’t exactly know. My dad and I believe he and I are the keys to stopping the war that’s coming.”
She captured a nail of her index finger between her teeth. “So, do you think the little boy in my dream is a warning or true?”
I pulled her hand from her mouth and kissed her palm. “Jo sees the future through her dreams. I wouldn’t brush off the little boy. But what I’m trying to say is, I might not have a choice but to fight.”
“Sadly, I think all of us will have to fight, especially if the little boy is right, and I need to help our daughter or save her.” Despair laced her tone.
I had to take her mind off her nightmares. Hell, I had to stop recalling my fucked-up past. “We should go to my apartment.” I buried my nose in the crook of her neck and inhaled. My eyes rolled back in my head. Beneath the cherries was a hint of citrus, which was new and intoxicating. It didn’t matter if we were having twins, the world was on fire, or the building was blowing up. There was no place else I would rather be.
She scraped her nails along my scalp. “You heard Dr. Vieira. You can’t until that bag of blood is empty.”
I licked her carotid artery. “I pulled it out. And since when do I listen?”
“True,” she said. “Um… Sam.” She yanked on my hair, causing my head to fall back.
I waggled my eyebrows. “I like it when you’re rough.”
She narrowed her eyes. “Sam, about the marriage proposal?”
I touched her lips with my finger. “Shh. I want to ask you again, but not here, and not while I stink and look like a bear. So hold your answer.” Although by the way her heart was galloping, I knew she would say yes. But I wanted a ring in my hand first.
She clamped her teeth around my finger. “You mean you want to romance me?”
“I want to ravish you.”
She giggled, releasing my finger and my hair from her grasp. “You can do both. I won’t complain.”
“First.” My fangs clicked into place.
As if she was programmed to do so, she angled her neck. “Drink.”
“I want your inner thigh.” My dick jerked at the thought of sinking my fangs into her soft flesh with her pussy glistening before me and the aroma of sex in the air.
Lust billowed around her as I moved a wispy strand of hair around her ear.
She swallowed audibly, her eyes lowering to my cock through my gym shorts, and mewled.
I tipped up her chin with the pad of my finger. “You can suck me off when we take a shower.”
She beamed, her lust making me hard as granite.
I brushed a hand over her stomach. “Pregnancy becomes you. But I won’t lie. Your tits are making me want to fuck you into next year.”
“You have such a way with words, tit man. What else do you want?”
I swirled my tongue below her earlobe, the blood pumping furiously through her. Fear tasted sweet, but excitement was even sweeter, especially from Layla. She had a way of igniting an erotic and orgasmic high I was addicted to.
“Aside from you splayed out naked on my bed, I want to cherish you, Layla. I want to give you everything you ever wanted.” I peppered kisses down to her carotid artery. “I’m so in love with you that my heart would stop without you.”
