All of that came out in a stream of emotion and I knew it wasn’t just his anger talking. He was scared. Even now, he was scared.
“I wasn’t thinking. I was overwhelmed. All of this, it’s so much, Janson. I just didn’t think.” I could feel the tears, the ones I’d held in for so long they were about to overflow.
“I know, I’m sorry. I’m just so angry. It could’ve been you. It could’ve been. I don’t want you to have to see any of this. I don’t want you to have to witness this world, baby.” He kissed my temple and held me close. “Now that you are going to have my baby,” he growled, “I need to make sure you stay that way.”
“Are you really going to go through with all of this?”
“What are you talking about? We didn’t do anything, sweetie. You did it all and nothing is going to stop it, but that isn’t what I want to focus on now.” He grabbed my chin and tilted my head up towards him.
“Right now, I want to show you just how much I love you, and how much I want you. You’re everything to me.” His voice was heavy with emotion. “You are mine, do you understand? You belong to me.”
I nodded. Janson dipped down and kissed my lips. His bottom lip was quivering. A weakness. Janson was showing me his vulnerability and I couldn’t help but be intrigued. He was handsome as hell and the strongest man I’d ever known.
“Did you really think you could just leave me?” he asked as he laid me down onto the bed.
“No, I didn’t think. I didn’t even consider the truth,” I answered. The truth was that I loved him. That I needed him. I couldn’t be with anyone else. “I don’t even know what I was thinking, but I love you.”
“You are mine.” The tone of his voice sent chills up my spin. “Say it,” Janson growled, an anger in his eyes that was fueled by lust.
“I am yours,” I answered. It was the truth. I belonged to him and he belonged to me, even if I was too afraid to tell him. Too scared to explain how I felt.
He was on me in a minute, feeling up and down my body before unclasping my bra and freeing me before covering them with his hands, and his mouth.
I moaned into him, my body bucking right up into him as I arched my back and rode the small wave of pleasure he was sending through my brain. I clung to him, my savior as he kissed me and nuzzled into me. Damn, I wanted him. I needed him.
“Janson,” I moaned. I felt like it was my eternal plea. I was always calling for him, begging him to take me. I could never get enough of him. Ever.
I could feel the pounding heat between my legs as it told my brain exactly what it wanted.
There was no way I was going to last long under his touch, but I was down for whatever he could bring.
I grabbed him by the neck and pulled him up to me, kissing him softly, gently at first, but the passion built and eventually the desperation of my need took over and I was clinging to him, my breath hot and heavy as my juices coated my little thong. Jesus, this man took me to new heights of want when I least expected it. The danger of our situation only seemed to heighten that feeling.
He finally broke the kiss and pulled apart from me, no longer the composed alpha he appeared to be. This billionaire had to work to regain his composure.
“Slow down, Kat. I want you to enjoy this,” he said as he reached down and tugged on the strings of the thong, pulling it off, revealing my very wet sex.
Before I had a chance to protest, he was down on my hot center, feeling my wetness with his fingers. “Kat, you feel so good. Every time I touch you, it turns me on. Every time I see you, I’m home. Do you have any idea how much I want you? How much I need you?”
I could only moan in response, but I could feel his hot breath over me, his mouth right over the most vulnerable part of my body.
And then it was on me, his fingers inside of me, his tongue lapping at me, making me feel things I hadn’t felt for a very long time.
“Good girl,” he murmured into my thigh, pausing from his meal to encourage me. The warmth of his breath against my soft skin made me shudder.
“I want you to cum for me, baby. I want you to cum right into my mouth,” he said as he caressed my inner thigh. “You are all I need.”
I could do nothing else but comply.
My entire body melted as the wave of pleasure washed over me, my little pussy undulating around Janson’s thick fingers, my body bucking against his mouth.
Damn, he was so good at this.
“Yeah, just like that.” He crawled up me and spread my legs with his knee, looking over me as I laid there in utter glory. I was his woman and I would always be.
“I like this look on you,” he grinned.
“What look?” I asked, a wry smile on my face. I knew exactly what he was talking about, but I wanted to drag it out, play cat and mouse with him.
“You know what I am talking about. Pleasure instead of stress. Nice to see that you are enjoying yourself.”
He bent down and kissed me, his lips wet with my juices, his mouth tasting of them.
Fire filled my cheeks as the flames of my desire were once again stroked. I wanted more of him.
It was like I couldn’t be satisfied.
His knee nuzzled in between my legs again, separating them so that he could bend down and join with me. I should have been nervous, I should have said no, run far far away, but I just arched up to meet him as he plunged into me. I was done resisting him. Done resisting this. He was so damn strong as he grabbed my hips and thrust himself into me, filling me full.
I moaned, the feeling of stretching and being filled taking over my brain. It didn’t hurt, but had been so very long. It was intense.
I let out of soft moan and looked up at him as he started his thrusts.
“Nice and slow, Kat. I want to feel you from the inside.” He was just that. Slow and gentle until he had his fill, then his thrusting started.
His movement was a little stronger, faster than the last, until we were going at a good pace. He felt so damn good inside me, pushing on the parts of me that needed it.
I reached up and grasped him, my nails digging, just a little, into his back. He arched and pushed faster, harder, his hands bracing him as he delved into me.
With a scream, I came a second time, this one different, more complete. My whole body shook with the intensity of it.
And it was like he was spurred on by my orgasm, his taking over as he shot into me and it was perfect. I never wanted to be anywhere but in his arms, against him now, as he held me.
It rocked us both, hard, and when we were finished, we were left clinging to one another, holding on for dear life.
I am not sure when, but soon after, sleep took me, and I was still there, naked in his arms.
Janson
I breathed her in deep, the scent of her filling me up, reminding me of exactly what I wanted in this life. A strong woman in my arms and my child growing in her belly. Under any other moon, it would be perfect.
But I was still existing in a world where my father and James Fitzgerald were free men, walking this earth and inflicting their damage.
If they would kill the heir and legacy to the empire, then there could be no doubt they would also kill my Kat if they knew what she knew. It was a sick, twisted world and I was done living in it.
I wanted to change the world. Make it new for my child.
Even if I had to destroy half of the damn mob for it. I would protect them both. Keep them safe.
“Janson?” Kat asked as she looked up at me.
“What is it?” I looked down at her.
“I need to go to the doctor,” she said as she snuggled into me. “I need to find out about the baby.”
“Do you want me to go with you?” I asked.
She thought for a moment, then shook her head. “Not now, not the first time. I wanna make sure by myself.”
I wanted to overrule her. Wanted to say no, but I understood. I parted her hair and kissed her on the top of her head. “Whatever you want, baby girl.”
I meant it, too. I’d give her the entire world if I could. And I’d go through a million men just to do it.
“I need to get up, baby. Need to get make a few calls.”
“Greyson?” she asked.
“Among other people.” Time was coming, those bastards were going to pay, but I needed to make sure we were clear of the fucking blast.
Kathryn shifted against me and grabbed a blanket, pulling it around her. “You call whoever you need to. I’m exhausted.”
She snuggled against my pillow and looked up at me, her eyes dreamy. She was what I really wanted to be doing. Holding her, cuddling her against my skin.
But duty called and I needed to make sure that everything was taken care of.
Chapter Twenty
Kathryn
I swallowed hard and fidgeted in the waiting room. All these women, all of them pregnant, sitting around with their hands on their bellies. It was enough to make me want to cry.
I fought so hard not to get pregnant, but now that I thought I was, I knew it was precious. Something I had to protect at all costs. I thought about Janson, about what he was doing right now. Was his father being taken away? Was there another fight? Would he come home?
These were all questions I was going to have to ask for the rest of my damn life. I knew it was the consequence of loving a man like him, but I didn’t care. I would take it. I’d already known that life. I’d already known the truth of it. At least with Janson he wouldn’t be hiding things from me. He wouldn’t be lying to my face.