Page 120 of Severed Rivalry
“Come here, Cian.”
He moves a little closer, but he’s holding himself back. His gaze flits between my face and my bare pussy wide open and on display for him.
“I need you, baby. Please come here.”
He folds himself atop me, and I wrap my legs around his waist and ask, “Do you want kids?”
“Yes.” He nods. His expression is raw. He looks young and exposed and vulnerable. It shreds my insides. “I’ve only ever wanted them with you.”
Everything in me is floating. Every dream I ever had—even those I thought were dashed—is right within my grasp.
“Same. You are the great adventure.”
His face goes radiant, and his slightly wonky smile bursts across his face.
“You want my babies?”
“I want everything with you.” I look away and bite my lip.
His brows furrow, and concern laces his voice. “What is it?”
“I don’t want Renée to be treated less than, like a step-anything.”
“I’d never.” His vow is raw and earnest.
“And your family?”
“If I hear a word that it’s ever been uttered, I’ll cut them out.”
“I don’t want that.”
“I”-—he thumps his chest——“want that. Youare mine. She is too. They can embrace that or not, but they need to understand you’re my family now.”
“Okay, Ci.”
His long length burns against my belly as it thickens.
Never losing his gaze, he positions himself at my entrance and glides home.
This time is slow and unrushed.
This time the frenzy is gone.
This time it’s two people consummating a vow made in private.
Until the end when the build is like a breaking dam for us both. Until he lifts me with an arm at my lower back, tilting me, driving deep.
“I want you off birth control,” he growls. “I want my cum inside you without a hindrance. I want to know every time I enter you that we are trying.”
I lift a hand to his cheek and wait for his gaze to drop the truth. “I’m not on birth control, Ci.”
He stills for a long moment, his gaze dropping to where we’re joined as he watches me take him, disappearing into my body. One or both must be fuel on his fire, because he ruts and thrusts, pistoning his hips mercilessly, taking me with him as we topple over the edge, in freefall, with only one another to hold on to.
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Sariah
