her hair falling over to one side, blocking out the lamplight. She stared at him in the shadow. Their eyes locked.
“I love you more than words,” she said.
“And I love you. You are my salvation. The promise of a new life. You are my everything, Avery Miller.”
He cupped her cheek and kissed her, sweet and full of need. He held her hips in his hands and rocked up under her, moving her in a waving rhythm as he thrust deep and hard.
He held her close to his chest, one hand at the base of her skull and the other at the base of her spine, moving her body over him, taking her on the ride of her life. She tilted her face and caught his lips, moaning into his mouth as she came again.
Her core pulsed around him. Avery pushed back, sitting up on top of him, her hands placed on his chest for support.
Their eyes met, and the connection between them radiated back and forth with a sparking energy that radiated throughout the room. She rode his wave of need, taking him as deep and hard as he wanted.
He sat up, burying his head in her breasts. Avery wrapped her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his waist. Her soft, rounding belly pressed between them.
He held her tight to him, groaning as his cock grew thick and stiff inside her. He licked up her neck, over her earlobe, and claimed her mouth.
With a growl, he released deep in her womb, his hot seed pulsing inside her. Avery throbbed around his release with one of her own, wanting it to never end.
They sat there, holding each other in the dim light, kissing softly and gently before any words were spoken. When she crawled off his lap and curled up beside him, he threw the blankets over their naked bodies and covered them both in warmth.
As she lay her head on his chest, she ran her palm over his heart.
“Please don’t leave me again, Lucien. I can’t bear it.”
“I have never left you, Avery. You must believe me. I will always be here for you.”
“I need you beside me. In my home. In my bed. I need your body here with me. Not just your heart and soul.”
“Sleep now, dearest. All will be well. All will be revealed.”
She held him close, committing everything about him to memory. His smell, the curve of his waist, the ridges of his abs, and the feeling of his chest under her cheek.
He turned off the lamp, and Avery rested in his arms. The part of her that thought this was all crazy screamed out for answers. She wanted explanations. She wanted to demand he stay.
The quiet, faithful part of her that believed in magic and fairy tales sighed. Knowing that fate would play out as it saw fit. She knew in her soul that Lucien adored her as much as she did him. There was no denying that. She could feel it as plain as day. There was no question in her mind that his words were true or that he would be faithful to her.
She drifted off to sleep, both comforted and anxious about what tomorrow would bring. There was no way around the split in her emotions. Not until this all made rational sense and Lucien came to stay, forever. Until then, she had to accept that she would feel unsettled and not quite right.
She didn’t notice when he slipped away in the night, but when she opened her eyes, she knew he was gone. Avery didn’t even have to get up and look around the house to know he wasn’t there.
The whole place felt somehow empty, as if even the house missed him. Her heart hurt as she lifted herself out of bed. How many months would she have to live without him?
She placed her hand on her rounding belly, feeling the quickening of her child within. It was a strong one, just as the doctor had said.
Her baby moved and twisted almost constantly, as if telling her he was there, that he belonged to his mysterious father. Lucien belonged to the night. He belonged to the forest. But mostly, he belonged to her. No matter how long he stayed away, no matter what happened, the connection they shared was unbreakable. They were part of each other: mated, fated, two halves