her in whatever way she could.
It was the least he could do for breaking her heart.
…
Diana woke to a chill in her body and the bite of the early winter air along the parts of her skin not covered by the comforter.
She actually welcomed the cold against the heat of her flesh. In the last month, the pregnancy had turned her into a blast furnace, bringing waves of warmth through her body. She had even stripped off the rest of her clothes during the middle of the night in an effort to cool off.
Ryder wrapped his arms around her and spooned against her back, the hard ridge of his morning erection nestled along her bottom.
She smiled and wiggled her hips, inviting him to play and fulfill the promise he had made last night.
He nuzzled the side of her face, dropping a kiss there. “Good morning, darlin’. Are you feeling up to a little morning lovin’?”
She slipped her hand between their bodies and stroked the length of him. “Doesn’t feel little to me.”
He chuckled and drifted his hand down to her center. With sure movements, he slipped it between her thighs to caress her there, rubbing and pressing until she parted her legs to give him greater access.
“Mmm. That feels good,” she said, eyes still closed as she lingered in that dream-like zone between sleep and wakefulness. But it was impossible to stay there when he eased his fingers into her and brought his other hand around to caress her breasts.
A rough cry of need ripped from her. He kissed the sensitive spot behind her ear and whispered, “Easy, darlin’. I won’t leave you wanting.”
No, he wouldn’t. He never left her wanting, physically or emotionally. Sometimes it was hard to handle…when she wasn’t as accommodating of his wishes.
But those thoughts flew out of her mind as he slid into her from behind. The friction and pressure of his cock filling her dragged a moan of pleasure from her. As he moved within her, played with her nipples, each little touch stoking the heat inside her, she allowed herself just to feel and enjoy all that he was to her.
All that they shared together.
The pleasure built between them. Stronger. More demanding. Until the first spark of their release flamed bright and the fire grew ever higher and rougher. They moved together, seeking the peak. Then the conflagration swept over them, its heat searing through them.
Ryder’s harsh breath bathed the side of her face as with one final push he came, and wrapped his arms tight around her. He said her name with such need, it melted the edges of her heart.
“I’m here, Ryder. I’ll always be here for you,” she returned, stroking her hands across the quivering muscles of his arms as they held her. She shifted her hips one last time then surrendered to her release and his embrace.
Afterward, they lay there for long moments, joined together, Ryder surrounding her with his arms and bigger body. His presence provided immense comfort and a sense of security.
He was warm, which meant his vampire was close to the surface. He hadn’t given her a keeper’s kiss in weeks. It hadn’t been necessary. The cells that had been slowly killing her had abated during her pregnancy.
Since he usually fed in other ways, and they’d only recently started the keeper’s kiss, she had never thought about whether he needed it to sustain himself. But something this morning, with this blessedly peaceful fulfilling morning, made her ask.
“Do you want to feed from me, Ryder?”
A low, fierce growl erupted from him and his body shuddered behind her. Still inside, his erection jerked and flared back to life, pulling a soft cry from her.
“Don’t ask me that, darlin’,” he said, the rumble of the beast coloring his voice.
“Too late,” she said, and because she had to see his face, she broke away and turned in his embrace.
The bright neon gaze of the vampire traveled over her face and down her body. His lethally sharp fangs had burst past his upper lip and gleamed in the
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