Page 79 of Lust and Honor

“You okay, Strawberry?” he asks.

I lift my head just enough to look at him and manage a weak nod.

His dark eyes drag over my flushed face like he still can’t get enough of looking at me.

“You’re fucking hot.”

Heat rushes through me all over again when his hand moves higher, fingers tangling gently in my damp hair.

“And mine.” His voice drops lower, rougher. “I’m probably the most fucked-up man on this planet, and somehow God still gave you to me.”

His thumb slides slowly down my spine.

“So I guess I should thank the bastard for once.”

Before I can think of a response, he climbs out of bed and grabs a towel from the old wooden wardrobe. He parts my thighs carefully and cleans me up with surprising gentleness.

The gentleness in a man like him makes something ache deep inside my chest.

I sit up and grab his wrist, pulling him back toward me before kissing him again, desire flaring to life all over again.

A quiet laugh vibrates against my lips while his fingers glide over my clit.

“I’d love to fuck you again,” he murmurs, “but we should probably get back to Aurora.”

I bite my lip, suddenly remembering the chaos I left Aurora in

He pulls on his jeans, still grinning. “Don’t worry, strawberry. I’m fucking you all night. Our story’s just beginning.”

Sixteen

Maxim

I pull on my sweater and gather Ava’s clothes from the floor, placing them on the bed. Our clothes are still damp, and the rain hasn’t let up, but I can’t bring myself to stay here any longer. When I chased Ava into the forest, I heard Aurora’s cries.

And now, me, a man who could eat a full meal in front of a rotting corpse without blinking, can’t shake the sound of my little girl’s sobs. Can’t even enjoy filling up the best pussy I’ve ever fucked one more time.

Ava’s dressed when she climbs down from the bed. The stiffness in her face is gone. The tension, the walls, all gone. Right now, she looks exactly like a woman who’s just been thoroughly fucked. Her skin’s glowing, her muscles relaxed.

I grab the blanket from the bed to use as a makeshift umbrella on our way back. I look her in the eye and tuck her hair behind her ear. “Ready to go?”

She tilts her head up, her gaze more captivating than anything I’ve seen from her before. “When we get back, I’ll ask Emily for the morning-after pill.”

I freeze for a second, realizing I didn’t use a condom, and she’s not on birth control. Truth is, I’m not eager for another kid right now either, but the fact that Ava doesn’t want another baby from me sends ice through my veins.

My tone turns cold without me meaning to. “All right.”

I start to pull away, but she grabs my hand and pulls me in. Her palms cradle my face, and she kisses me. I don’t want to upset her, so I kiss her back, but it’s obvious I’m not really into it.

“I’m twenty-five, and I’m already a mom to a two-year-old. But in my whole life, I’ve only had sex twice. I want to enjoy myself a little before taking on the responsibility of another kid, Maxim.”

Her serious tone almost makes me laugh, but I hold it back. My gorgeous red vixen has just stepped into the land of lust and wants to revel in it.

The rage from earlier is gone. This time, I kiss her with heat, murmuring against her lips, “From today, I make it my mission to fuck you senseless every day. I’ll fuck you so good every day you won’t have a single regret. And when the time comes, I’ll fill this gorgeous flat belly of yours with my seed again, so our little carrot has a sibling.”

“You want another kid?”

I press her closer. “I’m already neck-deep. I want as many kids as you’re willing to give me. I don’t care if you build me a whole soccer team. As long as you’re their mother, I want them all.”