Roman-2(Lane Brothers, Book 5)(141)

It’s wild and uncontrolled and sloppy and I love it because it means we’re too wild to care about technique. I feel him nearing his peak and scream when he angles his hips and hits me so deep it hurts in the best way. His hand lets go of one of my thighs and snakes down, his fingers finding me and stroking in the same desperate rhythm as his hammering hips.

I climax and scream into his open mouth, my core tensing and clenching hard, the tremors in my womb making my toes curl as the pleasure takes me over and sends me screaming into space.

The contractions are so strong I feel him stutter and tense, his movement jerky and uncoordinated as he stills above me, thrusts as deep as he can go and comes in a series of teeth clenching spurts that I fell deep inside.

“Devon-”

“Please don’t regret this.” Hebegs, cutting me off with a shake of his head and a look that steals my breath.

We’re both wheezing for breath as he pulls out but stays hovering above me, his eyes locked on mine, his expression open and vulnerable.

“Please say you want me as much as I want you. Please.”

I feel tears gather along my lashes at the heart stopping vulnerability reflected there and I smile through a stuttering breath, feeling hopeful and resigned.

Who am I kidding? I can’t stop loving this man, no matter how much I wanted to or how much he tried to get me to. He’s my one. My only and I’ll walk over hot coals to get to him.

I’ll even let go of my pride and humiliation to remove that pleading, desperate look from his face.

“How can I regret that Dev? I love you too much to ever regret giving you what is and always has been yours.” I whisper, bringing up a hand to stroke his face lovingly. “I’m so sorry I hurt you. I promise I will never doubt you again.”

I may have my moments of insecurity and doubt but I will always remember his worth and push away the remaining insecurity I’ve had since my fat, teenage self learned that people are cruel and mean.

“I love you so much my imp. So so much. And now I will do what I should have done the minute I found you in that chapel in Vegas and thought my world had ended.”

I giggle when he breathes into my mouth and captures my gaze with his.

“Rebecca, my imp, my only love. Will you please marry me and give me the paperwork I need to keep you from running off again?”

I snicker at his words and shake my head once, feeling airy and light and so happy I could burst with it.

“No?”

“Nope. I liked it better when I asked you so here goes. Devon, baby, love of my life, will you please marry me so I can love you for the rest of my life?”

He grins at me and kisses me softly before pulling away and breathing deeply.

“Yes.”





Chapter Thirty Nine




Dev

“Devon! Hun is upchucking again and Immie is running around without her clothes again!”

I chuckle at the panicked quality in Davy’s voice and end my conference call with a groan.

Imp has been so sick for the last week that I wake up early just to be prepared with ginger ale and a slice of dry toast before she wakes and sprints to the loo to hack up her stomach.

Immie, my little darling has taken to running around in the buff since she started potty training and learned that Davy and Ry go into hysterics when they see her that way.

Bloody feeble hearted, the lot of them.

“Immie, my little hoyden, why are you undressed again.” I ask, sweeping her up and taking her to get changed into the purple onesie imp had wrestled her into just moments ago.

“Mummy say go ir’tay Day and Wy.” She giggles, her big grey eyes filled with mischief and mayhem.

“Why did mummy tell you to do that?” I ask, making my way to out bedroom and wincing with every choked gargle that echoes through the door.

“Mummy say Day be baby and Wy need lesson.”

Since the sight of her mummy being sick upsets the little monster so much I rather think it was imp’s way of getting her out of the room before her morning sickness erupted again but I don’t say anything and instead sit on the bed and entertain the scamp while imp flushes the loo and rinses her mouth.

“I swear to God, this kid is going for broke in there. And Day and Ry keep getting all persnickety every time I turn green.” She grumps coming over to kiss Immie before falling down beside us and snuggling into my neck.

“They just hate seeing you suffer imp.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know.”

“Are you sure you’re up to a whole day of your family? I can call them and cancel and you can take a nap while I keep the little miss here entertained.”

She shakes her head and yawns and I want nothing more than to ring the whole lot of them and tell them to bugger off. Brand and mama are fine but Logan, Grey, Matt and Jet are all coming too. Along with Lila and the only child I’ve ever met who rivals Immie in mischief; Grey’s son Colt.