CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
KAGE
Raina was quiet on the drive back to our house, and now even more still. I watch her go into the restroom and get ready for bed. I slip under the sheets, after I strip down to my boxers, and wait. She finally comes out, and as I suspected, something is wrong. Her eyes are sad as she gets in the bed beside me.
“Goodnight,” she says and then turns over, leaving a space between us that I’m not going to tolerate.
I place my arm around her waist and pull her against me, pressing my lips against her neck.
“Firecracker.”
“Don’t,” she whispers.
“You can face me, or lay the way you are, but you will tell me what the fuck is going on in that pretty head of yours.”
She sighs audibly before speaking.
“If I hadn’t gotten pregnant, would we be together?”
“What?” I ask, thoroughly confused.
“Are we together because of the baby? Is that all we are?”
Sliding my arm underneath her, I turn her so she’s facing me, and spot the tear on her cheek.
“Why are you asking this? Am I not making you happy?”
She doesn’t answer whether or not she’s happy. Instead, she says, “We weren’t in a very good place when we found out I was pregnant. I was chained naked in your basement, Lorenzo.”
I push the hair out of her face and kiss her tears softly.
“It wasn’t the baby that snapped me the fuck out of my insanity. It was you. I was terrified, Firecracker. You were so sick, and wouldn’t eat. I thought I was losing you, and that’s when I realized you were still mine.”
Raina closes her eyes, as if it’s too hard to look at me.
“You said you loved me before all that happened. Either I broke what you once felt for me, or you never truly felt that way about me.”
My chest squeezes with the realization that this is what’s been going on in her brain. I haven’t said it, but not because I don’t feel that way. Fuck.
“Am I happy that you’re pregnant with my child?”
Her eyes pop open, and she stares back into my eyes.
“Fuck, yes, I am, Firecracker. If you weren’t pregnant, it wouldn’t change things between us. I don’t know why I didn’t say it, but I’ve thought it a million times.”
“You have?” She whispers softly.
I grin at her.
“Every time you smile at me, every smart ass comment that comes out of your beautiful mouth, when I watch you sleep, all the fucking time, Firecracker.”
Stroking my fingers down her arm, I watch her as goosebumps develop beneath my touch.
“You haven’t said it either.”
A moan escapes from her, as I rub my thumb over her nipples, one and then the other.
“I was afraid you’d say you didn’t love me.”
This woman. I’m not a touchy feely guy with anyone other than her. I have worn my heart on my sleeve for her, only for her.
Rolling her to her back, I climb over her while she stares at me, and I know exactly what she needs.
“You don’t know how I feel about you, Firecracker?”
I stroke my fingers down her throat, feeling her heart rate increase.
“I love you, Raina. With every fucking beat of my heart, but it’s so much more than that. I’m fucking obsessed with you. Every time I’m away from you, it’s like I’m missing a vital part of my body. When you were sick, I experienced pure terror. So, yeah, I love you, but those words don’t even seem powerful enough to describe what I feel for you.”
“Lorenzo,” she whispers, as she runs her fingers through my hair, “I love you.”
I flip us both over so she’s on top of me, and I pinch her nipple, immediately eliciting a moan from her sweet lips.
She sits up on top of me, her wet pussy seated just above my boxers as she wiggles slightly, aching for that friction she loves so much.
“Do you want something, Firecracker? You look very needy right now.”
She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth, and gives me a sexy nod.
I run my tongue along my lower lip as I stare at her. She’s stunning, sitting on top of me naked, her body craving me the way mine craves hers. Her full tits catch my attention with pebbled nipples, and my gaze travels every inch visible to me, as I try to devour her with my eyes.
“If you want it, take it.”
She has come out of her shell sexually, but she still holds herself back unless I initiate it.
“My body is as much yours as yours is mine. You do not need permission, you do not have to wait for me to touch you. If you want it, take it.”
Leaning over me, she places her hands on the mattress on either side of my head.
“I want to taste you everywhere.”
She presses her lips to my neck, alternating between soft kisses and licks of my skin. Raina moves so her pussy is on top of my cock, as she drags her tongue along the barbed wire heart on my chest, causing me to dig my fingers into her ass cheeks. It’s taking everything in me to not take control of this, and slam my cock inside her like I want to.
Continuing her downward descent, she flicks her tongue over the indentations of my abs. My cock is straining against my boxers, possibly harder than it’s ever been, and then she moves back up, kissing the skull and rose tattoos on one of my arms, before moving to the other.
Moving down my body again, she pulls my boxers down and grabs my now free cock, and strokes it slowly.
Raina looks fucking gorgeous straddling my thighs, stroking my length, with her long wavy red hair hanging down to her ass, watching me with a gaze I’m trapped in. I never wanted to be like either of my two brothers, addicted to a woman. This is everything I’ve ever tried to avoid, yet now I can’t fucking figure out how I ever lived without it. Without her.
“You’re killing me, Firecracker.”
She gazes at me with a sexy little smirk.
“Do you want something, Lorenzo? You look very needy. If you need something, take it.”
Fucking brat.