“Hard, Kane,” she whispered, lowering her lips to his as she prepared for the invasion. “Hard…”
Her back bowed, her wail of satisfaction and pleasure piercing the silence of the room as he impaled her, separating the gripping tissues with one fierce, determined thrust. There was no struggle for control, no attempts to delay the driving need for orgasm. The sounds of wet flesh slapping together, whispered, hungry growls and heated cries filled the air around them. Sherra lowered her head to his chest, her tongue licking over the mark she had given him a second before she scraped it with her lethal canines and applied a firm, erotic suction to the overly sensitive flesh. His release triggered hers. Hard, convulsive, it ripped through them, tying them together, binding them, and once and for all piercing the final barriers to Sherra’s soul.
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“I love you,” Kane cried out as he jerked beneath her, filling her with his seed, his hands hard on her h*ps as he held her to him. “God help me, Sherra, I love you…”
Her head raised, a languorous satiation spreading through her body, leaving her drowsy, weak, and yet filled with a strength she hadn’t known she possessed.
Her hand reached out, her fingertips caressing his cheek as his surprise at the touch filled his eyes. And Sherra knew in that moment, if she ever lost him again she wouldn’t, couldn’t survive the pain.
* * * * *
“I’d like you to move your things into my room.” Kane made the surprise announcement as they were gearing up for the day.
Dressed in her customary snug black pants and matching tank top with her hair braided down her back, Sherra was pulling on her jacket when he spoke. She paused before shrugging the material farther up her shoulders and carefully checking the weapon holstered on her thigh.
“Did you hear me, Sherra?” She could feel the determination emanating from him and hid her smile at the sound.
“I hear you.” She cleared her throat lightly. “I can take care of that this evening after I meet with Doc.”
Silence descended behind her, a thick anticipatory silence that throbbed like a silent heartbeat. It could be felt, but it couldn’t be heard with anything more than the internal senses.
“I won’t let you go. Ever,” he told her then, moving behind her, his arms coming around her waist as she allowed her head to fall back to his shoulder.
“I haven’t asked you to,” she said. “I’m stubborn, Kane. I’m not stupid.”
It wasn’t easy for her, letting go of the pain and dealing with the fears that still haunted her. But she knew she hadn’t truly been living until Kane reappeared in her life. She had been existing, nothing more. She didn’t want to exist any longer. She needed to live, she needed to love.
“Very stubborn,” he amended, kissing the side of her neck softly. Sherra smiled, a wry curve of her lips as she acknowledged the statement.
“It won’t be easy,” she finally whispered. “I won’t be easy. There are still scars,” she warned him. His arms tightened around her. “We’ll heal them together, Sherra. However we need to.”
She nodded slowly before standing straight again. “Time to go to work, stud,” she said softly, her voice filled with amusement. “You can play later.”
“Sounds good to me,” he chuckled as he released her. “I’m heading to the guesthouse with Callan and Taber this morning. Lawrence has proposed an idea that could work to get the houses we need in place faster, combining both our ideas,” he said, more than a little amused. “Lawrence Industries has a small construction sideline headed by one of his most trusted friends. He’s willing to provide the materials at a cut-rate cost as well as technical assistance in training our men to build what they need themselves,” he told her. “We have enough land here to make them self-sufficient to a degree, and I still feel that’s the best way to go.”
Sherra sighed in resignation. Unfortunately, she agreed with him, but they needed buildings now, not months down the road. Perhaps this could be the solution to it.
“Let me know how it goes.” She finally nodded in agreement. “I have to do another inventory check today. Somehow the count on the rifles Merc insisted we buy is off by one. I have to figure out if it’s our mistake or the supplier’s. I hate it when weapons are off, Kane. It makes me paranoid.”
“No kidding. Let me know what you find out. We’ve not had any non-secured personnel other than the Lawrences, and security on them has been too tight to allow for a theft that far away from their guesthouse, but we need it solved.” He grimaced as he pulled on a light jacket over his dark blue cotton shirt. “I’ll get hold of you later and see if we can’t meet for a little…uhh, lunch.” He wagged his eyebrows at her as he grinned wickedly. “Later, kitten.” He kissed her lightly on the forehead before leaving the room and heading down the hallway.
Sherra stood still, aware of the silly little smile on her face as Kane left. There had been no choice left last night but to trust him, to give him everything blooming within her. Not just the hunger for his cock, but the hunger for his touch, his smile, his laughter. A chance to heal.
“Damn man. I can’t understand him, and Merinus won’t let me kill him,” she drawled in amusement as she shook her head and moved for the door. She might as well just give in and love him, she finally told herself as she headed to her own room. And why wait to begin moving into the life he was offering her?
* * * * *
“Sherra?” The little voice and the soft knock at her door had Sherra stiffening in reaction as she recognized Cassie’s voice.
The door opened slowly and the little girl peeked in. Her face was somber, her long dark hair laying in thick curls down her back as she stepped into the bedroom.
“Who’s watching you today, Cassie?” Sherra asked curiously.
“I don’t know, Sherra.” The little girl was confused. “I woke up and no one was there. Someone is always there when I wake up.”
Sherra stared at the little girl with a frown. Cassie still wore her gown and robe and clutched her teddy
bear like a lifeline.
“I’m scared, Sherra,” she whispered. “My fairy said to come up here. She seems kinda worried.” The little girl moved closer as though in need of comfort or protection. Sherra grabbed her communications link from the dresser and pulled it on over her head as she switched it to the main channel. She knew Taber, Callan, Kane and Dawn were with the Lawrences, but they wouldn’t have left the little girl without a guard.