Chapter 27
“Are you sure? You’re positive, right?”
I’d lost count, but it had to be at least the hundredth time Robert was questioning me.
“Yes, Robert, I’m positive. I’m pregnant.”
Robert sat back on the sofa. He raked a hand through his hair, stunned. “I don’t understand. How? When?”
“It happened while you were human. I’m guessing while we were in Bali. We weren’t exactly being careful, were we?”
“Sure, right, but I didn’t think I could get you pregnant. I’m a vampire.”
“Now you are, but you weren’t then.”
He rubbed his chin, a faraway glint in his eyes. Whether it was a look of I’m so happy or I’m so screwed, I couldn’t tell. It was an expression I hadn’t seen Robert wear before.
Finally, he said, “So . . . I’m going to be a father?”
“Yes, if that’s what you want?” I tried my best to appear cool, but my heart was thudding. Tears pricked the corners of my eyes, and my breath hitched.
Robert shot me a look of confusion. He seemed almost hurt.
“I don’t . . .” I shook my head, unsure of how to finish the sentence.
“You don’t what?”
I continued before I lost the nerve. “I just don’t want you to feel pressured.
Or trapped. I know we haven’t been together for a long time, and obviously neither of us could have ever foreseen something like this happening.
I have money from my great-grandparents now, as I told you earlier. Where are you going?”
“I’ll be right back,” Robert called over his shoulder as he jogged out of the room.
Great. The father of my baby was literally running away from a conversation about parenthood. This could not be a good sign.
When Robert came back, he pulled me to my feet.
“What are you—”
“Shh,” he whispered.
And then he got down on one knee.
“Olivia Delilah Taylor, the love of my life, the mother of my child . . .” Robert extracted a ring box from his pocket and opened it.
“Oh my God,” I gasped at the brilliant jewel on display.
“I knew on the first night we met that I wanted to spend eternity with you. After all we’ve been through, all the ordeals we’ve endured, together we are unstoppable.
Everything else—when or how or even if you ever become vampire—is irrelevant.
” Robert choked out his final words, his voice husky.
“I love you with all my heart and soul, and I will love our child just as much. More. Will you bestow me your heart, my love? Will you marry me?”
I sniffed. “Yes! A million times over, yes!”
I wept as Robert slipped the ring on my finger.
He took me by surprise by sweeping me up in his arms. He gazed deep into my eyes, cocking an eyebrow as he bit his lip.
I knew what that look meant. He didn’t need to tell me what was happening next as he carried me downstairs to his sleeping chamber, where plush blankets awaited us to tangle.
Robert didn’t take his sweet time undressing me, which was fine by me.
I was wearing an old baggy sweater and jeans Sebastian had let me borrow back at his place.
While I appreciated my grandfather’s kindness, his clothes fit me like two flour sacks.
How Robert could possibly find me sexy was beyond me.
He must have, though. After a couple flicks of the wrist, I was standing before him naked.
I regarded the pile of tattered clothes on the floor. “Those belonged to my grandfather.”
“Oops,” he smirked. “I’ll buy him some new ones. Better ones.”
“Robert?”
“Yes?”
“I don’t want to talk about my family right now.”
“I guess you’d better find a way to shut me up.”
“Don’t need to tell me twice.” I gripped his perfect butt and gave it a good squeeze.
“Wait.” He took a step back, frowning. “Is this okay? For the baby, I mean.”
“It’s healthy to feel good.” I looked down at my stomach. “It relaxes us.”
“In that case, I’m going to make you feel so good you’ll think you’re in a coma when I’m done with you.”
I quirked a brow. “Not even a dad yet and already telling dad jokes.”
He grinned devilishly. Before I knew it, he was dropping to his knees before me. He wrapped his solid arms around my hips and pulled me forward, so that I was practically straddling his face. Eyes glinting, he slowly slid a hand up between my legs, parted me, and worked a finger inside, then two.
“How are you already so wet?” he groaned, his cool breath tickling my skin.
“It’s you, honey. You make me so . . . Oh, God.”
To go from wondering if I’d ever feel Robert’s touch again to suddenly having his strong fingers pumping in and out of me was a shock to the senses.
I tried to say more, to tell him that I was going to love him as long as my body, soul, and the universe would allow it, but all I could manage were animalistic groans of pleasure.
He slid a hand up and cupped my belly in a way that made me feel beautiful and womanly.
I could have been imagining it, but I thought the first signs of my pregnancy were beginning to show.
“You’re so beautiful. I missed you so much,” he murmured, grazing my skin with the tips of his fangs, pleasure and pain combined.
“I missed you, too. I thought I’d lost you forever.”
“Never,” he growled.
Then, he doubled my gratification by lowering his face between my legs.
He located my clit and circled it eagerly with his cool tongue, making me shiver in the best possible way.
Moaning, I rolled my head back, an electric wire that ran from my head to the tips of my toes coming to life in my body.
His lapping intensified as I opened myself wider for him, pressing my aching folds against his mouth.
Looking down so that I could watch Robert pleasuring me, I curled my fingers into his thick, dark hair.
The gorgeous ring he’d placed on my finger acted as a perfect contrast. It was more beautiful than I could have ever dreamed: canary yellow diamond, a sparkly pavé setting.
Much like Robert’s cock, it was the perfect size for me. Just right.
Robert noticed me admiring my new ring. “Do you like it?”
“I love it. And I love you . . . and this.” I moaned as he went back to work making me feel only the way he could. So. Damn. Amazing.
I clenched around his fingers as he located the pulsating spot at my center. Flashes of white-hot heat rolled through me. I bucked my hips against his hand greedily, wanting more, wanting him to go deeper. “Baby, you’re going to make me come if you keep this up.”
“Good.” He caressed my breast with his free hand, pinching and flicking my nipple. With a sexy growl, he commanded, “Come for me, baby. Show me how much you missed me.”
“You . . . asked for it,” I panted.
My body tensed and my thighs began to shake as I reached the verge of an orgasm.
I gripped his shoulder, my new diamond casting hypnotic orbs of light against his skin, crying out as he pushed me over the edge.
All the stress and anxiety that had been plaguing my body dissipated as shockwaves of pure ecstasy rolled through me.
Just when I thought I was finished, another tremor seized me. I was overtaken, over and over again, captured and freed until my body was depleted. He eased me down on the bed as my legs gave out.
I laughed softly as he dropped to his knees, grasped himself, and asked, “You ready for more?”
I lifted a brow and rolled over on the bed so that his hard, perfect cock was inches from my mouth. I licked the pre-come glistening at the tip, then ran a tongue over my lips. “Mm, I missed your taste.”
He groaned when I eased him into my mouth, inch by inch, stroking him at his base. He took a fistful of my hair into his hands, thrusting. I swirled my tongue against his length, applying, then releasing, pressure. Teasing him over and over.
His thrusting intensified and I prepared to swallow him down, but then he pulled away. “No, you don’t,” he growled. “I’m saving it. I’m going to slide into you as I come.”
Loving the sound of that, I lowered a hand to my slick pussy and stroked my sensitive clit. Eager to take him in. It didn’t take much more of me sucking and slurping before he was ready to explode.
Flipping me over, he nudged my thighs apart, gripped my hips, and plunged into my slick folds.
The sudden twitching of his cock uncoiled the mounting pressure inside me, and then I, too, was coming.
My insides clutched around him, and I bit into his skin as an eruption of warmth filled me to the core.
I wrapped my legs around his back and pulled him close, rubbing my stiff nipples against his chest. Hot friction.
We moved as one, our gasps of pleasure echoing off the walls.
He didn’t stop thrusting after he emptied himself into me. Unlike human men, vampires didn’t need a break after coming. He wasn’t finished with me yet, and I was more than happy to give him more.