Page 40 of Calamity Rayne Knocked Up

His hands traveled over my damp skin as he kissed a trail down my stomach. My fingers raked through his hair, pressing him lower until his mouth was between my thighs. The warm lick of his tongue had me arching into him and closing my eyes.

Hale could be demanding in bed, but he was never selfish. He always saw to my pleasure first.

My heels dug into his back as I writhed and moaned. The slow climb of my climax was a languid build that spilled over me in soft delight.

When my shivers calmed, I pulled off his shirt and pulled him in for another kiss. My hands fumbled at his belt as I urgently tried to get his pants off. “Take these off.”

As soon as he stripped off his clothes, he was filling me—slow, deep, and divinely passionate. My nails scraped down his shoulders as he kissed my neck. When he found that sensitive spot by my ear, my toes curled, and my legs trembled.

“Don’t go,” I breathed, pleading for him to stay.

“I wish I didn’t have to.”

My heart hurt every time we said goodbye. The ache never got easier to bear.

“Then give me something to remember you by. I want to feel you still inside of me even when you’re thousands of miles away.”

His hips slammed forward, and he buried himself deep. Locked in passion, we battled our denial, knowing full well thatwe only had a few minutes before he’d inevitably have to say goodbye.

I wondered how I got so lucky to find a man I loved so completely, a man who accepted me at my best and my worst. But no one prepared me for the agony that accompanies such unconditional love. If I ever lost Hale, the loss would kill me. He was more than my husband. He was my heart, my soul, the breath in my lungs, and the song in my voice.

“You’re my world, Hale.”

His brow pressed to mine as if my confession struck like an arrow to the chest. “You’re my entire universe, Rayne.” His breath shuddered as his release filled me.

I clung to his shoulders, desperate to hold him a little more. “Don’t let go yet. Just stay inside of me for a while longer.”

His arms slid beneath my back, our bodies still connected as one, as he pulled me onto him. I rested my head on his shoulder, savoring the safety I felt in his arms as I listened to his steady, familiar heartbeat.

Breathing in his scent, I committed this moment to memory, storing it beside a million other priceless moments we shared. Itwould be three long days before I could have him like this again. Bearable, but difficult.

“I’ll miss you,” I said, my only way of letting him know I would never willingly let him go, but I was ready to face reality all the same.

“I’ll miss you too, baby. More than you’ll ever know.”

I Am A Unicorn, Therefore I Sparkle

“More crystals?” Hale looked up from his laptop as I casually decorated every child-safe, unadorned surface of the house.

“Youhush. I like them. They keep me centered and calm.”

“That used to be my job,” he mumbled, his gaze drifting back to the iPad.

“This one’s a moonstone. Willow says it can help balance my hormones.”

“Who needs Western medicine when we have rocks?”

“Western medicine can’t energize the divine feminine, Hale. And it’s not a rock, it’s a crystal.”

“Andcrystals are…?”

“Shut up. It’s supposed to strengthen my cycles and help with conception.”

“Sound advice from a woman you met in a cave below the New York subway.”

“Um, your sarcasm is not appreciated. And that cave-dwelling woman gives me the confidence that we will get pregnant.”

“The Reiki lady, not the renowned fertility specialists who collected actual scientific data.”

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