Page 51 of Raptor

I nod. "Yeah. I didn't want him to feel as though he was a burden, that you didn't want him. I think that would have broken my heart." I don't want Shay to feel anything I did growing up. It was heartbreaking and it affected me a lot. I'll never let Shay feel that way.

"But she changed?" he asks softly, his thumb caressing my stomach.

"Yeah. When I told her I was pregnant, we had a heart to heart. She had no idea that I felt so neglected. She hated that I was in pain and she didn't want me to feel that way anymore. She's been at my side since then."

"I'm glad she saw the light, darlin'. I'm glad for you but also for our boy, who's got his grandmother."

"Shay's going to have a huge family and I love that, especially as neither of us had a family growing up."

"Fuckin' pleased our boy's goin' to have that."

My heart races as I look up at him, unable to resist his handsome face and strong body. "Shane," I whisper, my voice filled with love and gratitude. "Thank you for giving us a family. I love you more than words can express."

He pulls me onto his lap, his hands gently tangled in my hair as he leans in to kiss me, making my blood heat. Our lips meetand I sink into him. "I love you, darlin'. Never fuckin' doubt it," he growls.

His words are like a zap to my heart. I fucking adore that he didn't hesitate to tell me he loved me. His hands roam my body and it's like a switch has been hit. Our lips meet once again and I'm pulling at his zipper, needing him. "You want me, darlin'?" he questions with a smirk.

"Yes," I hiss as his hand tangles deeper into my hair. "Please, Shane," I whimper.

His grin is filled with wicked delight as he unzips his pants, exposing himself to me. I reach down and guide him, feeling the warmth and hardness of his cock. He groans softly in my ear as I position him at my entrance.

With a deep breath, I lower myself onto him, feeling him stretch me open and filling me completely. I gasp and my head falls back, my hands gripping his shoulders for support. God, I fucking love him being inside of me. There’s nothing better than him stretching me.

Shane leans in, his mouth finding mine in a passionate kiss. "You feel so good, darlin'," he whispers, his breath hot and heavy on my skin. "I love you."

I smile into the kiss, feeling so much love it's hard to even think straight. I begin to move, up, down, and grind. Over and over again. I can't stop. It feels so fucking good. He's thrusting into me as I bounce on his cock. My pleasure is rising. I throw my head back, moaning as I do.

"Fuck yeah, darlin'," he growls as he grips my hips tightly and thrusts deep into me.

My nails claw at his shoulders as my pleasure hits me. "Oh, Shane," I whimper as my orgasm washes over me.

He groans low as he pistons into me, his cock thickening as he comes.

I'm breathing erratically, unable to pull in a deep breath. I collapse onto his chest, his cock still semi-hard inside of me. I'm so in love and overjoyed to be here with him and Shay. Once I know Ma’s safe, I'll be so damn happy. I just need to make sure she's okay. I hate not hearing from her.

"Fuckin' love you, darlin'," he growls low in my ear.

My heart fills with warmth as I lift my head and look at him. "I love you too, honey."

Who'd have thought that we'd be here right now? Months ago, it didn't seem to be plausible. He was in New York and I was hiding from Micah. Now we're together, and it's as though we've never been apart.

I rockShay in my arms as I try to settle him. Last night, he didn't have a good one. He was up most of the night crying. I think he could be teething. My poor baby is in pain and I hate it. Thankfully, right now, he's asleep in my arms.

"He doin' alright, darlin'?" Shane asks as he places a cup of tea on the coffee table.

"He's asleep," I say through a yawn. "I'm glad he is. I hate when he's hurting. It's awful. I feel useless."

He sinks down onto the sofa. "He's asleep, darlin'. Why don't you get some sleep now too?"

I shake my head as I gently pass Shay to him. "I'm going to call Nichola and see if Ma’s with her."

He nods. "You do that. I've got Shay."

I reach for my tea and take a sip. My stomach is in knots as I dial Nichola's number.

"Hey Mallory, how's that sweet boy of yours?" she asks with a warm tone.

"Shay's okay. He's sleeping right now. I think he's teething," I reply, exhaustion evident in my voice. God, I'm bone tired. Shane's right, I should probably be sleeping while Shay's sleeping.

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