Page 63 of Pregnant Rejected Mate

I’m wordlessly beckoned to go over to her, maintaining intense eye contact, mesmerized from being lost in the endless possibilities of her soul. A soul I wish to explore again, just as I had explored it once before. I’d like to meet that fiery spirit, that warrior inside that demands to be fought for.

And oh! How I’ll fight for her, save her, and keep her safe… Silent promises I make with each step as I get closer to her, promises I’m about to voice out without hesitation.

“Sierra…” I breathe, coming up behind her, standing a mere foot away. “We need to talk.”

“Yes,” she agrees, sending my heart into a frenzy of tumultuous somersaults. Mentally, I’m kicking my feet, giddy from excitement. Outwardly, I remain composed, taking that next step forward and reaching out to her.

When I place my hand on her shoulder, her eyelids flutter closed, her long, thick lashes fanning over the apples of her cheeks. So pretty, I think, relishing in how she hums as if my touch alone is her savior.

She opens her eyes again, a faint shudder passing through her. When her eyes flit to the counter beside the basin, I follow her gaze, only to discover a pregnancy test on there.

The two red lines on the screen seem to come alive before my eyes. Like two distinct beings of light and life, pulsing warmly to represent the two pairs of eyes staring at it, the two warm bodies in the bathroom that united into one.

“You’re—You’re pregnant…” I whisper as I take another step forward, closing the little distance between us as she lifts the apparatus and nods slowly.

“I am,” she concedes, her cheeks becoming rosier when I meet her eyes in the mirror’s reflection again. In them, I see my future—a future once lost, rediscovered thanks to fate.

I reach for her hand, lifting the pregnancy test closer to inspect it in awe. My heart feels full and complete, the joy spreading through my entire being and radiating with a love I never thought was possible.

Loving Sierra was already more than I thought I was capable of, the most profound experience I’ve ever had. Right now, my love reaches new heights, impossible heights, that only confirm what I already knew to be true.

“We—We can’t do this here,” I relent, gently taking the test from her and clutching it in my hand. “We need to talk.”

“No,” she says, shaking her head and sparking my dread all over again. But when she turns and smiles at me, I’m put at ease again.

“... There is a lot to talk about,” she says as she reaches out and wraps both arms around my neck, staring up into my eyes with determination. “And we’ll get to that. Right now, I need you to kiss me.”

I notice the desperation in her voice, reminding me of when she made the same request on the top of Mount Aurora. Except this time, she’s not seeking to be reminded of her feelings for me.

She needs the comfort only I can provide.

Smiling while pride ripples through my chest, I set the test on the counter and rest my hands on the dip of her waist.

“Gladly, mi ángel,” I whisper as I dip my head and press my lips to hers.

Chapter 26 - Sierra

Time stands still when Felix’s lips meet mine in a soft, slow kiss that isn’t rushed or hurried. It’s gentle and tender, bearing the weight of unspoken words that are left to interpretation alone.

There’s so much we have to speak about, yet it doesn’t have to be said right now. Not when our tongues dance in perfect harmony, his chest reverberating with the groan he makes and titillates my senses with the echo of that vibration.

Between my thighs, warm arousal spreads into the crotch of my panties. It takes every ounce of inner strength, and determination, not to pounce on him like a wanton vixen and lose the tenderness of this moment. I don’t want to lose this moment when time stands still, rearranging the mistakes of the past and turning them into a beautiful symphony of the endless possibilities of the future. While his hands softly caress my hips, my arms tighten around his neck as I deepen the kiss, permitting him to explore my mouth with his tongue.

The kiss is slowly but fueled with a heady sense of desire that has me pressing my toes into the soles of my shoes when they need to curl. Our lips remain locked, the tip of his tongue smoothing my pallet and eliciting a sensation that courses through my body.

Humming with the relief that washes over me then, I drink in the air of his warm breath as if it’s my sustenance. Our breaths mingle so perfectly that we do not need to stop kissing, feeding life into each other with every moan.

I only pull away because the intense need to gaze into his eyes takes over me. I need to see his reaction, and I find his adoration and love in the glinting swirls of silver specks within the azure depths of his eyes. As if I’m being hypnotized, I lose myself in the intricate details, finding only love and desire in his soul.

Felix lugs in a deep breath to control himself, his hands loosely planted on my hips. He’s barely moved it, but I sense his hesitation from the way his fingertips tremble.

“We should talk…” he drawls, planting his forehead with mine as he licks his kiss-swollen lips. Moistening the lush buds even more, I’m about to become feral.

“No,” I say firmly, grabbing fistfuls of his sweater and pulling his firm chest to me. His rock-solid abs flex, the rippled movement sending sensation through me and erecting my nipples. Sucking in a breath through my teeth, I stare into his eyes and say, “I want you, Felix. Right now. I need you.”

He gulps, staring heatedly into my eyes. “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to hear you say those words…” Without warning, he grabs my waist and lifts me off my feet, setting me on the counter. When his lips capture mine in a hungry kiss, he parts my thighs and settles between them, the rigid outline of his erection prominent as it nudges at my core.

Feeling the way his member throbs with recognition, I gasp on his lips as another bout of arousal sweeps through me. I’m so wet I can feel my slickness escaping the seams of my underwear. Unable to bear the excruciating need to be touched, I slide my fingers through the silky locks of blonde hair and tug his head back.

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