Page 186 of Crave

“Fuck this.” He grunts out.

“I need to look you in the eyes as you fall apart for me. And you need to witness just how crazy in love with you I am, as I claim your sweet cunt.”

“Yes.” I pant out.

He spins me around, pressing my back to the glass and lifting me. I wrap my legs around him. He holds me in place by my thighs and slides back in.

“Much better. Look at you, being such a good girl for me,”

Holy shit.

I bite down hard on my lip.

“I’m so fucking close, Lara.” Fisting his hand through my hair, he drags his lips over mine.

It’s a frantic and hungry kiss, leaving me breathless.

“Now,” he whispers against my lips, signaling me to fall apart for him. His fingers dig into my cheeks as he forces me to look at him.

His dark eyes burn into my soul.

And this is it. My entire life in one man. The one who sees me for who I am.

Who doesn’t try to fix me.

He accepts me for all of my broken and cherishes every part of me.

The man who made me believe something seemingly impossible…

I am worthy of the love that I crave.

THE END.

EPILOGUE

ALEXEI

“Alexei!Alexei! Oh my god!“ Lara screams from downstairs.

I throw my paintbrush on the ground and gray paint splatters up my jeans.

“Fuck.”

No time to deal with the mess. Lara needs me.

I sprint down the stairs, my heart pounding, and I stop when I see her standing in the living room, tears running down her cheeks and her hands over her mouth.

She turns to face me and mouths “be quiet”.

“What?” I frown.

She nods her head over to the corner of the room.

Sheila and Bruce’s little area we penned off.

I tiptoe over to Lara and wrap my hand around her waist, following her line of vision.

“Our babies,” I whisper.

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