She owned every part of his body, heart and soul. And yet in that moment, he felt her relent, give up control. In her eyes, he saw it. She gave her trust to him completely and without hesitation. Every muscle, every nerve, and every cell in his body was infused with her love. There was no greater gift. No great power.
With the strength of his mate beside him, Jack turned to the powerful Russian warrior, made a quick nod, and held out his hand. “Lord Uragan, my clan has over fifty treaties currently in negotiation. Yours will make fifty one.”
Epilogue
Jack glanced into the bassinet, unable to stop staring at the sleeping baby. He'd been waiting for her eyes to open for at least an hour, but like her mother, she was stubborn. He stroked her tiny fingers and contemplated the miracle. He still couldn’t believe how lucky he was.
“Don’t wake her up.” Zoe curled an arm around his waist. Her voice scolded but her eyes sparkled under the fake frown.
“I wasn’t going to. She's just so amazing.” He rested his arm over Zoe's shoulder and smiled.
How far they'd come. He had two angels to care for now. How had he ever survived without them? He couldn't even remember.
Cecille stirred with a little whimper and immediately he lifted her out of the crib. He had no idea babies would be so demanding or smell so sweet.
Zoe poked him in the side and whispered, “She doesn't need to eat for another hour. Let her be.”
“I just want to hold her for a minute.” Cecille's head fit into the palm of his hand, and her body barely reached the length of his arm. Her mouth made a sucking sound, but her eyes stayed closed.
“If you put her back down, I can think of something more interesting to do.” Zoe nibbled an ear.
Jack raised his eyebrows. “So soon?”
“You want to be celibate the rest of your life?” She unbuttoned the top button of his jeans and he hardened immediately. Two months had never seemed longer.
“No, but…”
“Neither do I.” Zoe placed her hand on his abdomen, and conjured a vortex of fire and wind that caused his shirt to singe on the edges.
Oh dear God.He set the baby carefully back into the bassinet, then led his wife into the master bedroom.
“That was my favorite shirt.”
“Oh well.” She flashed a smile at him.
He smirked, conjured a small ball of energy, and disrobed her completely. “Bring it on.”
