I collapse forward, kissing her shoulder, and then I bite down on her neck.
I taste her.
I consume her as waves and waves of my seed pump out of me and shoot into her willing womb.
“Fuck,” I groan, collapse onto her back.
She falls under the weight of me, leaving us sprawled on the bed with me still inside of her. I pull out as my cock begins to wilt, falling to the side, my breath coming frenetically.
“Jesus Christ, Lola,” I say. “That was incredible.”
“Really?” she whimpers, climbing into my arms, laying her head against my chest. “You’re not just saying that?”
I move my fingers through her hair and then lean down and kiss the top of her head. She smells like sex and Lola and home and belonging.
“No,” I tell her. “That was better than my wildest dreams. Goddamn, you’re amazing. I’m so glad we met.”
“Me too,” she says, kissing my sweat-dappled chest.
Chapter Thirteen
Lola
We glide back through the night, Hunter making a sleepy yawning noise from the backseat. I sit back and watch the dark forest flit by.
My hands over my belly, as if I’m trying to feel through my skin to my womb, to the life growing inside of me.
I know it’s crazy, and yet part of me is certain I can feel it.
My body still aches from the sex, my lips tingle, my ass cheeks pulse.
I can’t believe how easily we fell into our lust. It was like some force took hold of me and directed my actions. I never expected to be able to take him like that, to fall so effortlessly into the gyrating movements of our bodies.
It was easy to forget about Kayley when we were in the lodge, isolated and wonderfully alone.
But the closer we get to Crest Fall, the more my mind fixates on my best friend.
There’s no going back now.
Not that I’d even want to.
“Liam,” I murmur.
“Yeah?”
“Can I ask you something?”
He chuckles. “You don’t have to ask permission.”
I glance over at him, the corner of his lips hitched into a smirk, the moonlight dancing across his steel-studded jaws.
“Why did you and Kayley’s mother split up?”
He tenses, gripping the steering wheel hard for a moment. I think he’s going to snap at me. But then he sighs and his iron grip relaxes.
“You mean so much more to me than she ever did,” he says huskily. “I need you to know that, Lola. You mean the world to me, the goddamn universe. It’s impossible for me to explain how much you mean to me. She …”
He sighs, shaking his head slowly.
“What?” I urge, reaching across and gripping his shoulder. His muscle presses through his suit jacket, rock hard against my palm. “What is it, Liam?”
“She was just a woman I had a child with,” he says. “I know it’s a fucked-up thing to say, but if we didn’t have Kayley, we would never have been together. I wanted to make it work. Maybe I’m old-fashioned, but I think a man should stick with a woman if he gets her pregnant. I wanted to try and be a family, even if I knew I would never love her. I didn’t think I was capable of that until…”
He trails off and my mind flares.
Until I met you.
Is that what he was going to say?
“So what happened?” I murmur.
“We gave it a go for a little while,” he says. “But she was never satisfied with being a mother and having a family. She’d always leave Kayley with my parents when I was traveling for work. Once she even just left Kayley in the house on her own. She was three years old. I hired a nanny after that, but it just got worse.
“I later found out she was attending these hippy meetings in town. Basically, this wannabe cult leader was preaching free love and sex and all that horse crap. It was an easy way for him to find willing, compliant women to do what he wanted. Kayley’s mother became one of these women. She started having orgies and a bunch of other disgusting shit. And then she walked out one day, no explanation, no anything. Last I heard she and her hippy friends all moved up to Canada.”
He shrugs with a sigh.
“It’s all for the best,” he says. “It means I found you. It means I’m not tied to a woman I don’t like, let alone love. It means we get to build a bright future together. And you’ll be a loyal wife and mother. You’ll still follow your career, of course. The world deserves to hear your incredible voice. But you’ll never touch another man. You’ll always remember who you belong to. You’ll never abandon your children.”
“Never,” I say firmly. “The thought makes me feel sick, Liam. I can’t believe she did that.”
Rage rises up inside of me at the thought of Kayley preparing that Valentine’s meal for her parents, only to discover that her mom was gone and she was never coming back.