Dane
His entire skin tingled. His heartbeat was rapid, but fluttering and his breath came too quick and shallow. He couldn't contain, couldn't even put words to everything he was feeling and the mix of everything from ecstasy, to terror, to bone-deep relief was so intoxicating he was lightheaded.
Tracing his fingers over her skin and watching it pebble under his touch, seeing her nipples contract and turn hard, watching her cheeks pink… He didn't just desire her again, and again, and again, he yearned for her. Ached to have her closer, always closer.
And everything in him prayed that that little life, deep inside, stayed safe and warm and understood that it was already loved.
She'd said not to get his hopes up… but he would let himself have this moment. This moment when she was back, and his, and flushed with love for him, and he was brimming with hope.
