The motel room was quickly becoming her home away from home. After the last few nights in Kane’s arms, she headed back to the familiar house, showered fast, and made her father promise to play nice with his physical therapist. Angeline’s words were having an effect—along with the renewed use of his legs. When she saw that, Angeline felt no guilt at heading off to work and holding the hands of the women who were ready to bring their children into perfect pre-planned lives. Some of them spoke of future weddings without knowing if they would happily give away a bride or watch a groom waiting at the end of a flower strewn aisle. In those moments, Angeline would unconsciously touch her belly and just pray that her child would stay safe. Kane swore as much and then some.
But now, she wasn’t so sure.
“We can’t do this,” she said.
Kane took her face in his hands and shook his head. “We can do anything,” Kane said. “Don’t let Jem and Ellen get to you.”
But they had, for too many reasons to count. Angeline started to lay out all the ways in which this was destined to fail when he stilled her with the force of his kiss. Melting into him, she mumbled under his lips and let him lay her on the bed. The smell of strangers’ sweat was gone; only the aroma of their lovemaking filled the air. Kane was always up for more, and Angeline was happy to take him. She was with him, and they were making up for lost time. When his cock grazed her cunt, she was on his page, not wanting to lose another second.
“But, Kane—”
“Don’t talk,” he said. “I’ve got you.”
Peeling her skirt from her thighs, Angeline moaned when he touched her mound. Kane stroked her tight flesh and kissed her bare legs. As Kane started to stake his own claim, she remembered lying limp under the weight of Noel. His thrusts had been fierce, in search on his own pleasure and nothing more. But now, Kane’s family hated her for her forced transgression, and she pushed him back, his chest heaving, as she hugged herself on the edge of the bed.
“You don’t have to keep sticking around,” she said. “I can take care of the baby.” At her words, his face seemed to fall. She sighed as she caressed his stubbled cheeks. “Kane, I can handle this. You’re free now. Don’t get mixed up with—”
“Too late, Angel.”
His lips crushed into hers, and Angeline moaned when his hands came to rest against her back. Lifting her blouse, Angeline sighed at the feel of his fingers demanding more of her, and she started to dream.
In the days, the years without him, Angeline had gone to sleep on the thought of having him back. Now that he was here, she pressed her pussy to his cock, and Kane easily slid inside her. His piece was familiar, safe, and sure. As it consumed her body, Angeline smiled into his eyes and ran her fingers through the waves of his dark hair.
“Is it?” she asked.
Bending towards him, Angeline held his face. With the feel of his need for more firmly planted inside her, ready to turn and expand if she gave him the smallest nod, Angeline told herself that this would be the last time. He would go when he realized that his family was right. At least she…
Kane interrupted her thoughts with a sure push, and Angeline fell back to the bed as he consumed her. She clung to the feel of him, moving around her, inside her. When she stretched forward to hold him again, Kane wrestled her hands and held them over her damp, sweating locks.
“It’s the perfect time,” he said.
Undoing her buttons, Kane’s lips fell to her side, and he groaned into her skin as he held her wrists tight. Needing more of her under his touch, Kane released his hold on her wrists. With the use of her hands, Angeline was back to trying to push him away, but it was no use when he pulsed inside her, and Angeline’s hands drifted down his back.
“I want to believe that,” she whispered. “I… I want to believe that this.”
She brought his hand to her belly, and Kane’s palm settled on Noel’s child as it grew inside her. It was still a betrayal, and soon everyone would see that they were just trying to…
“Believe in it, Angel.” Kane talked like he was not about to tolerate a second guess, and Angeline’s breath stilled when he kissed her pregnant skin. She felt him moaning into her flesh, and his fingers caressed her belly. Just as she was about to fall into his arms, Kane drew back, and Angeline gaped underneath him. “You need to believe in me,” he said. Kane fell back to her face, but his kiss stopped short of her lips, his eyes wide as he played with her curls. “So, are we doing this or what?”
Angeline had barely nodded when Kane brought her into his arms. Confident in his power, he collapsed to the bed and held her tight. His cock never left her cunt, and as she sighed, Angeline forgot Noel, forgot Ellen.
Only him. She only wanted him.
“We are,” she said. “I… we need this.”
And then he took her. Angeline’s legs curled around his thighs, and her head fell back. His cock appealed to her cunt, and she was back to their first time. He surged inside her, and his hot rush made her want more. Even as she knew that this moment would end, that all moments might fade into lost hopes, she clutched him closer.
“I need you,” he said.
Kane’s cock moved deeper, and Angeline held his shoulders. He should go. It would be better. It…
“Oh,” she sighed. “Kane.” She had no more words in that moment. Kane took total command of her body. His nails scraped her back, and his cock sought her pussy. As she looked up into his eyes, Angeline smiled at the feel of him around her. “I need you, too,” she said. “So, we’re in this?”
Angeline stretched towards his cock and let him take her. His thrusts were smooth, and every time she begged for more, he held her hair, his eyes burrowing into hers. “All the way,” Kane promised. “I don’t… I don’t care.”
His cock took over and flooded her mound. Angeline struggled to catch her breath as he expanded inside her, and as she still thought of the price they might pay, Kane let his lust loose. “I don’t either,” she murmured, silently thinking, “Just stay with me.”
Kane’s expansion filled her with hope, and as his cock buzzed inside her, Angeline wanted nothing more than to remain forever in his arms.
“Angel, it’s all good.”
Kane’s words pushed her into sleep, and she drifted under his hold. Now, she could only dream of his arms. Everything would be alright. As long as he held her.
Waking with him still inside her, Angeline touched her belly before stroking his face. Kane slept, seemingly content to keep his eyes closed, but Angeline had to do more.
Moving to the bathroom, she flicked the switch and peered into the glass. When they first touched, Kane was strong and sure, and as she got to know him better, she knew that he would do anything for her. It was one thing to spend years behind bars, but now there was the chance that he would blow up if he thought too hard about how Noel had harmed her.
She should run. Before he woke up. It would hurt him to find her gone, but—
“Angel.” Kane was at her back, and he turned her towards him before he spoke. “No need run. I have you. And,” his stare turned to ice, and she kept his gaze close, as he said, “you’re safe now. Forever.” Kissing her slowly, Angeline nearly forgot her fear. They could do this. His plan might even work. “Always, Angel.”
Feeling his lips on her bare body, Angeline longed to fall back to the bed and find joy. She was nearly there when her own image surfaced under the glass. She saw her eyes and wondered just what she was doing. In their early stages, it was fun to just ride on the back of his bike as they headed off into infinity. They should have left then, but now they were stuck, and Angeline…
“I can hold you,” he said. “I can do that.”
Nodding slowly, Angeline fell back to the bed, and Kane cradled her close to his chest.
The feel of his beating heart, his lungs coming to rest, granted her the strength to speak. “It could still go wrong,” she said. “My—”
“Ours.”
Kane was obviously hanging onto the idea that Noel had never touched her; Angeline wanted that to be real, and she hid her head in her chest.
“Ours,” she repeated.
Still scared, Angeline curled closer to him. She knew that just being with him was danger. However, the greater risk was a life without him, and she finally fell asleep his arms.