One Dance for Case (Possessed 2)

Wrong.

Fucking.

Question.

The calm he’d been feeling evaporated like smoke on a breeze. “Evelyn,” his voice was hard. He couldn’t soften it if he tried. “I love you with every fucking fiber of my being. There is nothing I wouldn’t do for you. Quite frankly, I’m tempted to go slit that bitches throat for putting any doubt in your mind. If it weren’t for the hurt it would cause you and Andy, I’d damn well do it, too.” He had to take a breath to calm down so he didn’t scare her. “The way I feel for you is unlike anything I’ve ever known. As corny as it sounds, you complete me. Without you I was hurting, I pushed everyone away. I wanted nothing to do with love or a woman to tie me down. You aren’t just my person. Ev, you’re my fucking lobster.”

She searched his eyes, a smile slowly transforming her face. “Your lobster?”

“I knew that damn Friends episode would haunt me,” he grouched.

She’d made him watch the damn show and that shit stuck with him. Standing on her tiptoes, she said against his lips, “You’re my lobster too, Casey.” Kissing him with all the passion and pain she was feeling.

He was going to take things slow, love her like she deserved, but she had him so worked up he couldn’t. “Lay back, legs spread wide, Ev.” His dark tone must have shocked her. “Now!” he barked.

Ev had been full of so much doubt and pain when they’d left the hospital, she didn’t think it’d go away. She should have known better. Case had said exactly what she’d needed to hear. The intense demand in his voice now had her body awakening with lust. A need so deep she could feel the pull in every part of her body. This man was everything she would ever need in her life.

Doing as he wished, she watched as he quickly stripped away his clothes, ripping a button off his jeans in his haste to be free of their confines. Once naked, he took off his prosthesis. She found it oddly sexy, watching as he stripped away all of his barriers for her. When they met, he’d been her broken soldier, now he was her hero.

“This ain’t gonna be no love fest, Ev, I need you. I need you hard.” She nodded, completely on board. “Rough,” he growled. She still wasn’t scared. “Raw. I want everything you have to fucking give, baby.” She nodded again. “When you think there’s nothing left, I’m going to take even more.” By the time he was done taunting her, she was out of breath. The husky tone of his voice had her body readying itself for him. “Today, sweetheart, is the day you and I are one. There is no longer just you or just me, it’s us, you understand me?” His voice deepened with every word.

“Yes,” she whispered breathlessly. There was nothing else she could say. She was his. There was never any doubt.

“Good,” was the last thing he had said before his mouth captured her clit in one long hard suck, making her scream out in pleasure. From that simple act, she felt her body begin its ascent into bliss.

“Not fucking yet, Kitten,” he hissed letting her go and climbing up her body. She felt the head of his cock begin to penetrate her, his hands gripped her thighs, spreading them further than they were meant to. “Fuck you feel good,” he whispered as he entered her, eyes closed in pleasure.

“Oh God,” she moaned when he was all the way in. He felt larger in the position they were in. The veins on his cock could be felt against her walls, every beat of his heart, every move of his body. She felt it all.

He started a slow rhythm at first, pulling out in a sensual slide before gliding back in so their pelvises met in a kiss. When he began to pick up speed, her heart stalled with anticipation. Her body vibrated with hunger. Her eyes closed in bliss as he pounded in and out of her, taking everything he wanted and giving her everything she needed.

Laying fully on top of her now, he slid one hand under her, forcing her to arch her back while fisting her hair in his other hand and pulling her head back so the column of her throat was on display. Their grunting and moaning were mixed with the scent of their lovemaking and further turned her on. As her climax tore through her, it could be felt shaking her entire body. Her limbs tightened, toes curled, mouth opened in a soundless scream as her eyes snapped shut to savor every moment of pleasure.

Her walls pulsed around him, tightening so he was barely able to move. She felt him pull out before slamming back inside her one last time and letting go of his own release. Aftershocks rocketed through her system, her heart beat so fast she thought she’d pass out.

“I have to tell you something, Kitten.” Nothing but pure joy coated his words.

“What?” she breathed.

“We’re having a baby.” He leaned up and smiled down at her.

“What?” She was confused now.

Clearing his throat, he genuinely wasn’t expecting her confusion. “In the hospital, they did all those tests? When you fell asleep, the nurse came in with the results confirming you’re pregnant. I didn’t want you stressing about one more thing, so I was going to surprise you.”

Shock. Happiness. Worry. They all shot through her like a machine gun. She didn’t know what emotion to settle on.

She was having a baby.

I’m having Casey’s baby.

Pushing him off her, she ran for the bathroom. “Evelyn!” she heard him call as she twisted and turned her body to try and see the evidence of the tiny life she was now responsible for.

“Ev?” Casey’s voice held a note of worry as he leaned naked against the door jam.

She took his entire body in, the dips and grooves, the strength, his passion reserved just for her. Placing her hands over the growing miracle in her womb, she whispered in reverence, “We’re having a baby!”

Hopping over to her, he turned her so her back was to his front as he wrapped his arms around her middle, placing them right over hers. His head rested on her shoulder as they looked in the mirror together. “Marry me, Ev.”