“Remind me.”
“Even if it’s a little broken, that doesn’t mean it can’t be beautiful again.”
Her exact words. Words I’d remembered.
Her breath whistled with her inhale as she stared up at me in surprise. I saw tears well, which she tried to blink away.
“You were right,dallia,” I murmured. “I think it’s even more beautiful like this.”
CHAPTER 45
ERINA
“Development is on track,” Ekor said softly, peering down at whatever scans he’d taken on his Halo tablet. “Another six weeks, I’d guess.”
Kaldur paced a short distance. “She’s been having some pain…you’re certain it’s not anything more serious?”
“Everything is as it should be,” the healer said with the utmost patience. He’d been coming nearly every day at Kaldur’s request, who seemed to get more anxious as the time to my giving birth drew nearer.
“It’s okay,” I said, standing and catching Kaldur’s arm. “I told you—you worry too much. The pain was because…”
I trailed off, flushing when Ekor cut us a curious look as he packed up his supplies.
Kaldur rumbled out, “I know.”
I’d felt a sharp pain during sex, but I knew it was because we’d gone a little overboard lately. But it was hard to stay away. I was gettinghornieras the days dragged on, and Kaldur was getting more and more concerned that he would hurt me. Which was making for an interesting dynamic, and nothing pleased me more when he finally gave into me.
“There haven’t been any complications from sex in the later stages of pregnancy,” Ekor answered, understanding what went unspoken, much to my embarrassment. “Even up to a few days before birth.”
“That won’t happen,” Kaldur grumbled.
It likelywouldthough. He always griped about me getting too far along, that the last thing he wanted to do was hurt me, but truthfully when we were with each other, it was…consuming. Everything else didn’t matter, the world went hazy but electric, and all we wanted was to be together.
I feared I was growing addicted to his touch. Every kiss, every spine-tingling wicked word in my ear as he was deep inside me, every ragged groan and huff that I seemed to live for.
When it came to Kaldur, I was obsessed with our lovemaking, and I thought he felt the same. It had been two weeks since thelyvinpack attack, and we couldn’t stay away from one another.
“I’m simply saying if it does continue,” Ekor said, snapping his case shut tightly and making for the door, “it has not shown any adverse effects or complications once the birth comes.”
I shot Kaldur a pleased look. As if to say:See?His jaw twitched, and then he led the healer out of his study. I would likely see Ekor tomorrow regardless, even if I was anxious to get rid of him now.
From my place, I watched Kaldur as he spoke with the healer in low tones at the threshold of the door. Ekor clasped his shoulder, inclining his head, and then departed.
I eyed Kaldur when he turned back to me. I’d been ravenous for him all day, but he’d had an early morning meeting with his brothers, so this was the first time I was seeing him.
“I know that look,” he declared.
“Why don’t you close the door?” I suggested, my tone the epitome of innocence.
A low groan rose in his bobbing throat, and I tried to keep my expression neutral.
“I’ve created a little monster,” he rasped, his words punctuated by the sound of the door thudding, the lock turning.
And that sound made me squeeze my thighs together. My buttocks met the edge of his desk when he stalked toward me. His expression looked like a glare, as brooding and intense as it was, but I still caught the fervid anticipation in his silver gaze.
“Ekor seemed to think it was fine,” I told him, craning my neck back when he stopped an inch in front of me, my belly brushing his groin.
“Don’t say another male’s name when I’m about to bend you over my desk, my love,” he purred.
