“Shit,” Keir said as he picked me up and sat my ass on the counter, wrapping my legs around him and his arms around me. “Did I hurt you?”
I couldn’t answer at first, thanks to sobbing so hard, but eventually, I was able to say, “Yes, but that’s not why I’m crying.”
He pulled back enough to hold my face in his hands, and he wiped my tears away. “Let it all out, princess. I’m not going anywhere.” I busted into tears again, and he pulled me back into his embrace, stroking my hair with one hand and rubbing my back with the other. “You’re safe here. Let it out.”
I cried and cried, every emotion I’d had pent up for the last, well, forever, bubbling to the surface and spilling over. The orgasm had been more than just a sexual release; it had become an emotional one as well. Once I stopped shaking, Keir pulled away to look at me again.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” He looked genuinely concerned, a twinge of fear in his voice. He was so worried he’d hurt me. It wasadorable.
I nodded and reached up to wipe my remaining tears away. He grabbed my hands and placed them on my thighs before kissing my tears away one by one. By the time he finished, I was smiling at him, my stomach filling with butterflies for the umpteenth time since I’d met him.
“Please don’t ever stop looking at me like that.”
I furrowed my brows at him. “Like what?”
“Like I’m the reason you wake up in the morning. Like I’m the reason your heart beats, the reason you smile. Like I’m all you’ll ever need to survive.”
I was so caught off by his vulnerable words, I was stunned for several seconds as he just stared at me like he could see every piece of me, even the ugly, and loved every fucking corner.
“You are,” I whispered, leaning forward so my words kissed his lips.
A cough and a cleared throat sounded, making me smile as I looked down for a moment. “One of three.” I looked back at him. “But that’s still really,reallygood.” I giggled.
His face was blank for a split second, and then he grabbed my chin and brought my face to his, his lips closing over mine in a breathtaking way. He shoved his tongue inside without hesitation, like he owned me.
I was struggling for breath by the time he let me go. “That’s alright. They both know whose baby will fill that belly first.” He pressed his hand to my stomach, giving me a playful, naughty smirk.
Aiden and Nicholas were grumbling and shooting him snide comments, but I was worlds away.
What the fuck did he just say to me?
Wait.
Oh my…
Shit.
I’d been so distracted…
I nearly forgot…
We’re destined loves…
Meaning…
Oh fuck…
No…
“Princess,” Keir grabbed my attention. “Breathe.” He was practically smiling.
Why was he smiling? I could be…
“You’re not.”
I narrowed my eyes on him. “How do you know that?”
“I asked Ida to find me a prevention spell for me to take.” He put his hands on either side of me, watching my face carefully. “With everything going on…” He trailed off and looked away, guilt washing over his face before composing himself and looking back at me. “The last thing we needed was a baby. That’s something we can discuss and decide when we’re ready,ifwe’re ever ready.”