Page 55 of Savage Angels

Her eyes shine with love and admiration. “I know, Dane. You’ve always been our rock. But honey, you don’t have to do it alone. We’re all in this together.”

The sound of laughter fills our home, a welcome backdrop to the chaos that has become all too familiar lately. Kat and I sit on the floor, surrounded by our kids, while they tell me all about their brothers, Blaze and Gunner, who are asleep upstairs.

A bell sounds from the kitchen, and Kat stands. “Who’s going to help me serve dinner?”

“I’ll set the table,” says Jesse as he runs for the kitchen with Kat following him

“Sucker.” Kristen laughs as she watches her twin disappear.

“That’s not nice, young lady.”

The smile almost falls from her face, and she says, “Sorry, Dad.”

“Go on in and help.”

She does as she’s told but drags her feet. I know Kristen loves her brother, but even from an early age, she has been able to twist him around her little finger.

Jesse is putting cutlery on the table for us, and when I scowl at Kristen, she begins putting the plates down. Kat hands me a large bowl of rice which I put in the center of the table, and she carries over a chicken curry dish.

As a family, we sit down, Kat ladles out the rice, and I put the chicken on everyone’s plate. This is what home is to me, all of us together, enjoying a meal and each other’s company.

***

Later that night, after tucking the kids into bed, I pull Kat close, savoring the warmth of her body pressed against mine. Her light brown hair, streaked with sun-kissed blonde, cascades over her shoulders, and I brush it back gently, revealing the curve of her neck.

“Tonight reminds me how much we mean to each other.” My lips graze her earlobe. “I’ll never take that for granted.”

“Neither will I.” Her fingers play with the hem of my shirt, then with a wicked grin, she adds, “Now let’s make up for lost time.”

Our mouths meet in a hungry kiss, tongues tangling as we tear off each other’s clothes. The world around us ceases to exist as we fall onto the bed, our bodies a tangle of skin, muscles, and heat as we explore each other’s forms with urgent and desperate touches. My hands roam over Kat’s curves, desperate for more skin-to-skin contact. Every touch ignites sparks of pleasure as her body melds with mine.

“God, Dane,” Kat moans, her nails digging into my back. “I missed you so much.”

“Never gonna let you go again,” I growl, my voice thick with desire.

“I need you.”

Smiling, I give a slight shake of my head. “Not until you’ve had a good time.”

Kat places a hand on my face. “Silly man. I want you inside me. I want you to bury yourself in me and make me yours.”

“You already are.”

Kat smiles. “And I always will be.”

Her hand moves to my cock, and she guides me between her legs. Her slick, tight pussy takes every inch of me as she holds my gaze.

“I love you.” I gasp as I pull out and thrust back in.

“Not as much as I love you.”

And as we crest the waves of pleasure together, our hearts beating in unison, I know that no matter what trials lay ahead, we will face them together.

***

The sun creeps up over the horizon, casting warm hues of orange and pink across the sky. I stand on the back porch of our home in Tourmaline, a steaming cup of coffee in hand, as Kat wraps her arms around me from behind. Her touch is a reminder of the strength we have found in each other despite all the challenges we have faced.

“Looks like it’s going to be a beautiful day.” Kat rests her chin on my back.

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