“I love them, all of them, and the faith they had in me.Butyou sacrificed your life and your dreams to wait for me.”
“The only dream I had was you.”
“You wanted to be a lawyer.”
I twisted from his hold and framed his face.“Darius, if Iwanted to be a lawyer, I’d be a lawyer.Look where I am.The only dream Ihad was you.”
After I finished speaking, it felt like a concussion ofemotion buffeted us, like the room had imploded, but it had not.
“I want you to take my name,” he said, his words raw,guttural, so much so, they scraped across my skin in the most insanelybeautiful way.
“I’ll absolutely take your name.”
“I want Liam to have my name.”
“Can he keep Dad’s name too?”
“One in the middle?”
“Agreed.”
“Deal.”
Then he kissed me, pushing my legs open, and he was insideme.
This time, it was fast.Rough.Fiery.
It wasn’t making love.
It wasn’t fucking.
It was a branding.
I was his, Darius was searing that into me with his hands,his lips, his teeth, his cock.
I took it, my back arched, my thighs pressed tight to hissides, my arms around his shoulders holding on as each thrust jolted my wholebody.
And I came for him on a loud mew of his name before heburied himself deep and came for me.
He stayed planted as he grunted, “I hurt you?”in my ear.
“Not even a little,” I whispered, still clamped on tight.
He was still at my ear when he said, “I want you to thinkabout giving me another baby.”
“I don’t have to think about it.I want a little girl.Taliais getting older.I need a princess to put in frilly dresses.”I paused thenadded, “Though, I’d take another boy.Boys are the best.”
He shoved his face hard in my neck.
The tears gathered in my eyes again.
“You won’t miss the first steps this time,” I whispered.
“Quiet,” he groaned.
I fell silent.
Darius covered me, keeping me warm, shutting out the world,making it just us.
