Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 100953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 505(@200wpm)___ 404(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 505(@200wpm)___ 404(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
“It heals you.”
I nod. “It does,” I agree, smiling.
“Like you healed me.” He breathes against my mouth. His scars may linger on his skin, but they don’t bother him anymore because he knows I don’t see them as ugly. They are a part of him. When I was a kid I never liked when the beast in Beauty and the Beast turned back into the man he was before he knew Belle. Belle had fallen in love with the beast. I wanted my beast.
Kane spreads my legs wider. “Is this my birthday treat? Since I can’t eat cake, I eat you?” It’s not really a question. I lick my lips. He doesn’t wait for an answer and kisses down my body. He stops at my baby bump, giving it a kiss, his eyes flicking up to mine. They’re filled with possessiveness as he keeps on moving down my body. His hand digs into my thighs, spreading me wide.
I’m keeping my beast.
Epilogue
Kane
More Years Later…
I raise my hand, catching the ball half a second before it hits my face. I turn my head to give my oldest son Nick the look, but he fights a smirk. It’s hard to hold the stern look when my wife’s same green eyes stare back at me. All of our sons have them.
“Making sure you’re on your A game, Dad,” he jokes. He knows I’m irritated being away from her. I toss the ball back to him. My other son laughs. They both find it amusing that I was kicked out of the house and into the backyard while my wife gets ready for our date night out. I’m pretty sure she also told them to keep me busy. The only other thing that could distract me from her was our boys. It always amazes me to see so much of myself in them mixed with her, too. I once thought the existence of vampires was the craziest thing. Then I watched my mate bring life into this world. Now that’s the most incredibly crazy thing I’ve seen. How her little body could do that. It was truly a gift.
“She’s not going anywhere, Dad,” Nick adds before tossing to his brother. I grunt.
“Once—”
He cuts me off. “She was getting her stuff to move in with you. She wasn't running away.” He finishes the story I always spout off whenever I worry over her not being near me.
Without her it feels as if a piece of me is missing. I don’t care that she isn't far away. To me a few feet is too far, but she asked me to wait for her to get ready and I always give my mate what she wants unless it could cause her harm. I have this house on lockdown. No harm could possibly come to her. As if on cue, I hear as gasp from inside the house.
I turn, bolting inside and through our open bedroom door. It is the only way I could have heard her. I’d had our bedroom soundproofed before our first son was born, unsure how their hearing would be. I was glad I’d had the foresight because my sons are hot on my heels at the sound of their mom’s gasp, too.
“I’m fine.” She rolls her eyes and brings her finger to her mouth. I see a speck of blood there. She must have pricked it on something. I move again, locking my hand around her wrist before her finger can touch her mouth.
“Mine,” I remind her. I lick the small drop of blood from the tip of her finger. How something so small could taste so wonderful I’d never understand. I don’t even try when it comes it her. There is no understanding. She is the most magnificent being ever created and she was somehow gifted to me as a mate.
I can almost hear Ravana roll her eyes. “Come on, boys. Let's head over to my house.”
“Love you, boys,” Juliet says as I wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her fully into me as they say I love you back. The door closes behind them.
“You think we will leave the house with you dressed like this?” I ask her. The tight velvet dress forms to all of her curves, showing off her small baby bump. She’s not even eight weeks, but it’s there already. I make big boys, it seems. I don’t know how she keeps popping them out. Each pregnancy is easier than the one before it.
“You don’t like it?” She looks up at me through her long eyelashes. I growl and pick her up. I don’t have time to make it to the bed, even with how fast I can move. Between the waiting, the dress and now the taste of her sweet blood on my tongue, I need to be inside of her now.