Page 32 of King of Shadows

It doesn’t take long for me to get there, fingers digging into his shoulders, legs locking around him, but the second my breath stutters and my body starts to tighten, Kazimir slows down, barely moving.

A broken sound slips out of me. I grip him harder. “Kazimir—”

He kisses the corner of my mouth and stays at that same pace, and then he takes me up again. But every time I get close he eases off, and I shake under him, frustrated and aching.

“Kazimir, please.”

“Please what? You want to come?”

“Yes...” I moan against his lips.

He slams into me so hard the air leaves my lungs. “Kazimir!”

“I know baby,” he says, each word landing with another thrust.

I throw my head back. “Please.”

His hand slides between us. He finds my clit and works it in time with his hips, and I finally come apart with his name in my mouth. He follows, kissing me through it, burying himself deep.

Chapter 10

Kazimir

I’ve just finished a meeting, and as the last of my staff files out of my office, my eyes drift to the clock. It’s almost time for Chloe’s shift to end, and since today is her last day at work, I’m relieved. With Vadim still out there, I need to keep her safe.

Last night, that bastard attacked one of our warehouses and killed some of my men. When I got home, seeing Chloe was enough to calm the monster inside me. Her decision to prepare a bath for me and give me a massage caught me off guard because, before her, I had never had anyone take care of me.

A smile spreads across my face at the thought of last night. We spoke a few hours ago before my meeting, and I know her security is with her and will drive her home when she’s done. Everything should be fine, yet I can’t shake the fucking feeling that has been sitting at the back of my mind for the past hour, nagging at me to check on her.

I pick up my phone and call her, and she answers on the second ring. “Hey.”

Just hearing her voice eases something in my chest. “Hey, baby. How’s your day going?”

“Very well. I’m just rounding up. My shift is almost over, and then I’m heading straight home.”

“Okay.”

I pause.

“You’re okay?”

She laughs softly. “Yeah. I’m fine. Is there a problem?”

“No.” I rub my jaw. “I just miss you.”

“Aww.” I can hear the smile in her voice. “I miss you too.”

I smile.

“I was thinking maybe we could have Thai tonight. From that place you love.”

There’s a small sound on the other end. I know that sound. “You’re craving something else, aren’t you?”

She laughs. “Yes.”

I chuckle. For the past few weeks, pregnancy cravings have dictated more of our meals. And I’ve happily gone along with every single one.

“Well, what are you craving?”