“Come on in.”
Angeline hung close to Kane as they walked into the hospital room. Ellen appeared content as she held her cooing baby in her arms. Mary was perfect. Just as Theo had been. Seeing it was nearly enough…
“I suppose I should thank you,” Ellen said, the old bite back in her voice as she clutched the baby to her breast.
“Ellen, I—”
I get it. We all got lucky. And that it went down like this at all is my—
“Angeline?” Ellen took her hand and smiled at her for the first time. “Thank you, Angeline.”
She had to blink back tears, and Ellen patted her wrist as she returned her entire hold to her newborn.
“Doesn’t make us friends or anything,” Ellen said. “But you are welcome in our house.”
Angeline would take it, and she kissed Mary’s soft head.
“Mom’s coming,” Jeremy said. “You want to stick around?”
Something in Kane’s posture told her that he wanted that very much, but he shook his head.
“No,” he started. “But we’ll catch up soon. This is your moment, little brother.”
He took Angeline’s hand, ready to leave, when Jeremy called after them. “Hey. One good turn deserves another.”
They paused in the doorway.
“It’s Mary Angeline,” Jeremy said. “And Theo will have someone to play with.”
Angeline stepped back to him, taking both of their hands in hers. She finally felt like family. “Theo will look forward to it.”
So would she.
When they returned home, Brent was out cold. So was Theo. Neither knew what had happened in the space of a short night. Tomorrow. Or someday.
Right now…
“I could use a shower,” Kane said. “You?”
Angeline offered no objection as he stripped her tenderly and brought her under the water. For several long minutes, they just stood facing each other, and Angeline hesitated to touch him now that they were finally alone. It could have all gone another way, the wrong way, had Lillian gone trigger happy. And one look at his bruises proved that he was still hurt.
“I hate seeing you like this,” she said.
His cock was up, as he smiled into her eyes. “Like what? Ready for you?”
The idea of that brought her joy, but as she touched his arms, his chest, she could not see past his injuries. “Are you?” she choked out. “Can you really give it all up for me?”
His answer was his cock grazing her mound. He paused to be sure that she was ready, and Angeline needed him inside her. “I can give everything up for all of you.”
Wrapping her legs around his, Angeline felt his thrust spread through her. She had shied away from him for far too long when all she really needed was the feel of him deep inside her. There was no Noel, no Lillian, and no pain when his cock swirled around her cunt. Pushing her nails into his broad back, her closed body expanded to take every inch of him. Kane responded with a smooth push that nearly made her scream. She buried her head into his neck and prayed for sweet release as he lingered around her, the tip of his cock teasing her cunt back to total life.
“Kane—”
He silenced her with a gentle kiss that deepened as he pressed her curls between her fingers. Angeline relished the water racing down their backs as their lips mingled together. When he held her against the slick wall, his cock still humming around her, she looked into his eyes and saw him smiling. “Don’t talk,” he said. “Just be mine.”
There was no way that she could resist any of him as he drove deeper. His cock was urgent and warm and needing to discover all of her lest he lose the chance. But Kane was hers. He had given up the club because of her. He had the chance to have his family back in his life because of her. But in this moment, under the water, all that mattered was the feel of their bodies entwining, and she couldn’t say it was bad.
Because he felt so good.
“I am yours,” she murmured. “Always.”
Kane lifted her body up. The force of her thighs kept her aloft as he pounded her under the running water.
“Stay that way,” he said.
Angeline could not nod or say yes. She could do nothing but spread her body wider as his cock pushed into her. Any pain that there might have been was eradicated as every thrust was met by the feel of his fingers running down her back. He cradled her ass and kissed the arms clenching him close as his pulsing sent her head back. The rain from above was nothing compared to the force of his desire flooding her veins. Having him inside her again was like wanting to scream and shatter and sink into total joy. And she went quiet when he finished with the full force of his cock. Angeline clenched her muscles to feel all of him, and when he finally released, she collapsed against him and nearly wept into his shoulder.
“No more tears, Angel.”
It was hard to follow his order, but she obeyed and let him bring her out of the shower. He tenderly started to dry her body, and as he wrapped her in the towel, Kane made her face him and smiled. “I’m just going to say it,” he said.
“Kane?”
“I’ll die if anything happens to you.”
Was there something that she was missing?
“But we’re okay now,” he said. “It was a good plan, Angel. A better plan.”
She stroked his arms and kissed his shoulders.
“I learned a few things from you,” she said.
“What’s that?” he asked.
“It all works out in the end.”
Now that the danger was finally gone, she felt like she could finally hold him without fear. There would always be what had happened. Prisons and rapes. But Jeremy had extended an olive branch, and they could be happy with Theo.
Finally.
“I missed you this way,” she said. “Just hold me, Kane.”
Laying her out on the bed, Kane cradled her face and kissed her cheeks.
“We’re already married,” he said.
Angeline smiled for him to continue.
“I mean… we’ve been through love and death, sorrow and joy. If that’s not married, I don’t know what the hell it is.”
And as he held her, even as she knew that they would get around to making it official for the sakes of their families, he was right. Like a soldier in the throes of battle, he had been stripped from her side time and time again. But now he was hers, he was finally home, and no matter what might come next, they would always see it through together.
Theo started to giggle from the next room, and they stood—hand-in-hand—to meet their son.
“Last chance to get rid of me,” she teased.
“I have a son to take care of. And you’re both going to be happy every day for the rest of my life.”
Now her only hope was that he would live forever.
THE END
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