Page 186 of Blood & Snow

His mouth finds mine again, while his hand moves between my thighs.

The blunt slide of his cock against me makes me gasp, my body already slick and ready from his mouth.

He pushes forward, entering me with steady control, stretching me until my nails dig into his shoulders.

I bite back a cry, but he kisses me harder, swallowing the sound.

The sting fades into a deep, pulsing ache, and when he drives the rest of the way in, I shudder around him.

“Nothing will take you from me,” he mutters against my cheek.

His hips roll again, pulling another gasp from my throat.

I wrap my legs around his waist, urging him closer.

Each thrust grinds deep, rubbing against the ache in my muscles until it blurs into something sharper, something I needmore of.

My breathing turns ragged, every movement drawing me higher.

“Xander…” My voice breaks on his name as I clutch him tighter.

He catches my face in his hand, forcing my eyes to his.

“Stay with me. Feel me.”

I nod, unable to answer as the rhythm builds.

My body clamps down around him, the pressure tightening until I come apart again, gasping through the release.

My body writhes, and he pins me down, holding me through it, his own thrusts growing rougher, his jaw clenched as he fights for control.

But it doesn’t last.

A guttural sound tears from his chest as he buries himself deep and spills inside me.

The rush of warmth makes me cry out, my body clenching around the flood of him, holding him tight until he collapses against me, both of us shaking.

Xander pulls out slowly, letting his seed drain from my body, and his arm circles my waist, his hand sliding down to rest over my stomach.

His breathing is ragged from exertion, but his voice is steady when he finally speaks.

“You’re pregnant?"

Tears sting my eyes as I cover his hand with mine.

“Yes.”

I knew that when Sokolov told him, it would be a shock to him.

I was terrified that perhaps he wouldn’t want anything to do with me.

He's got a whole life and probably no time to worry about a baby.

If his enemies went to all those lengths to use me against him, what would they do with a child?

"Are you angry?"

"Angry?"