Love in the Light (Hearts in Darkness, #2)(59)

Makenna cried out and grasped his head, holding him to her, pressing him down. “God, I’m going to come already.”

He growled his approval and sucked her harder, faster.

She held her breath as her orgasm washed over her in wave after wave. “Holy shit,” she rasped.

“Again,” he said, a mischievous glint in his eye, his pierced eyebrow arched. He angled his fingers inside her and hit a place that sent her flying.

“Jesus,” she rasped. “That’s so freaking good.”

As he worked his fingers deep inside, he flicked his tongue over her clit hard and fast. He reached his other hand up her body and grasped her breast, his fingers stroking and squeezing her sensitive nipples. Makenna’s body wound back up fast, arousal and lust and love lancing through her for this man. This gorgeous, sweet, damaged man. Her Caden.

“So good, so good, so good,” she said, her hips moving, her heart racing.

“Come on my tongue, Makenna,” Caden gritted out. “I want it.”

The need and arousal in his tone shoved her closer to the edge. And then he angled his fingers to stroke that spot inside her again and again.

She came on a scream, her body shaking and the room spinning. Turned out that pregnant sex had some fun benefits—she found it easier to have multiple orgasms and they were so much more intense. Makenna reached her hands out to Caden.

He crawled up over her and pushed her up against the pillows until he could settle between her parted legs. “Love you so f*cking much,” he said, taking himself in hand. He leaned down and kissed her, an urgent kiss filled with heat and love and need, and then his cock was right there and sliding deep.

“Love you, too,” Makenna moaned, arching beneath him. Hearing him say that would never get old. Finding him in that elevator had been such a gift.

Arms braced on either side of her shoulders, Caden’s hips moved in a slow, grinding rhythm. His gaze dropped down to where he disappeared inside her. “Looks so f*cking hot,” he rasped. “Feels so good inside you.”

She ran her hands down his strong sides to his ass, his muscles clenching beneath her grip. “Harder,” she whispered, needing more of him, needing all of him.

“Don’t wanna hurt you,” he said.

“You won’t,” she said. “Need you so much.”

“Jesus,” he said, coming down all the way on top of her. His hands slid beneath her ass, tilting her hips, and then his hips were flying—hard, fast, delicious. Every impact ground against her clit until Makenna was panting and digging her fingers into his shoulders. “You own me, Red. Do you know that?” he whispered against her ear. “There isn’t a part of me that isn’t yours completely.”

The words squeezed her heart and made her soul fly. “I feel the same way, Caden. You’re everything to me.”

“Fuck,” he growled, his hips moving faster. “It’s too good.”

She wrapped her legs around his hips and dug her heels into his ass. “Come in me. I want to feel it.”

He circled his hips, the new sensation suddenly pushing her closer to orgasm. “Oh, God.”

“Yeah?”

“Don’t stop,” she whispered. “Don’t stop.”

“You gonna come for me again?” he asked, kissing her ear.

All she could do was moan as sensation twisted faster and faster low in her belly.

“Aw, so f*cking tight,” he rasped.

And then she was crying out and coming, her body gripping his.

“Yes, Makenna, yes. I’m coming. Coming so f*cking hard,” he said, his voice low and gritty. His cock pulsed inside her as his hips slowed and jerked.

When their bodies calmed, he eased from inside her and rolled them over until she was laying half on top of him, his arm around her shoulder and holding her close.

“I never thought I would have all this, Makenna,” he said, kissing her forehead. “It’s more than I ever hoped for.” He tilted her chin up so he could look her in the eyes, eyes that were lighter and more unburdened than she’d ever seen them. Since they’d moved in together, he’d told her everything he’d done to get himself healthier while they’d been apart. And she was so proud of him, proud that he’d had the courage to look all that darkness in the face and still manage to find the light. “You’re more than I ever hoped for.”

She stroked her hand over his scar, her chest so full of love for this man she wasn’t sure how she contained it inside her. “I’m going to spend the rest of my life making you happy.”

He pressed her hand to his mouth and kissed her palm. “You know what, Red? You already do.”





CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE





5 Months Later


“Oh, Makenna, he’s healthy and beautiful and just perfect,” Dr. Lyons said as their son made his entrance into the world. The baby cried, and the sound crawled right into Caden’s heart and made it fuller than it’d ever been in his whole life. How had he gotten so lucky?

“Good job, Makenna,” Caden said, pressing a kiss to her damp cheek. “You did it. I’m so proud of you.”

“He’s here,” Makenna said, clutching Caden’s hand. “He’s really here.”