Page 35 of Ours (The Possession Duology #2)

Staring at her belly, his mind jumped from emotion to emotion.

At the core, he was blissfully happy. He couldn’t believe how lucky they were to have another child, and a little boy at that.

He loved their daughter with all his heart and knew he would love their son just as much.

But in an instant, his blood began to boil.

Valentina had told him what Bloodbayne was making her do, how he had turned her into his very own killing machine.

The scarred fucker would finally pay for everything he had put her through.

Biting back his anger, he leaned his torso forward. Knowing that she needed to feel comforted in that moment, he pressed his lips against her abdomen. Letting his kiss linger, he made a silent vow that this time, he would keep his family safe.

Grinning down at him, Lexi felt her heart swell. This was better than any of the fantasies she had created over the past four months. The only thing missing was their baby girl. It added a bittersweet layer.

Almost as if he had read her mind, he pulled his face away from her belly. Slowly standing to full height, he kept his eyes on hers. Reaching for her hand, he gave her a reassuring squeeze. He would secure his family’s future. Their nightmare would be coming to an end very soon.

“Pack your things, Sweetheart. It’s time to get our daughter back,” he said.

“But what about Cyris?” she asked, lifting a brow.

“Don’t worry about him, Lacey has it covered,” he replied.

Giving him an odd look, she wracked her brain trying to think of who he was talking about, “Lacy? Who the hell is that?”

“The front desk girl. She’s distracting him in his room right now, and when they’re done, she’ll give him a dose of heroin laced with fentanyl. It’ll stop his heart before he even gets a chance to enjoy the high,” he said confidently.

Blinking up at him, she felt a tiny prick of jealousy. His relationship with this Lacey had better not be anything like what he had with the other hotel slut at the Wilde. What was her name? Callie?

“How many hotel girls do you know ?” she asked, narrowing her eyes.

Shaking his head, he slapped an innocent look on his face. He didn’t want her to get the wrong idea. True, he had sampled the wares of many different girls, but he wouldn’t touch Lacey with a ten-foot pole.

“My father has used this hotel for years, Lexi. I know everyone that works here...but I know what you’re getting at and no.

I didn’t fuck her so you can stop giving me that look.

Lacey’s cash orientated not dick orientated.

Trust me, she’s getting paid handsomely for this little job. She’ll see it through,” he said.

Giving her critical eyes a rest, she took him at his word. She was being ridiculous, anyway. She needed to be more worried about the difficult task at hand than his sorted past.

“Good. But how do we get back to New York? We can’t fly commercially, I don’t have any ID... driving is out of the question, it would take us days to get there,” she said.

“We’re taking the jet,” he replied nonchalantly.

Visibly scoffing at his confidence, she held in a disbelieving laugh. What world was he living in? “How? The pilots are ordered to only take off if Cyris is with me.”

“They have new orders,” he said.

“From whom? You?” she asked.

Shaking his head, Kade once again placed his hand on her rounded belly. Rubbing his fingers against the black fabric covering her skin, he kept his demeanor as relaxed as possible.

“Not from me, from Valentina.”

Opening her eyes wide, Lexi’s mouth dropped in shock. His admission was a swift punch to the gut. “Valentina?” she exclaimed. “Wait, wait, wait...so Valentina knew that you were alive and didn’t tell me? Fucking hell, Kade!”

“Shhh...don’t be upset, Sweetheart. We had to keep this from you, you have to understand, it's not that she didn’t want to tell you, we just knew it wouldn’t be safe for you, or Loey , if you found out before we were ready to set the ball into motion,” he said, continuing to rhythmically stroke her bump.

Oh, lay off him. Nikki suddenly chirped. Give him a pass on this one . He did it to protect you. Keep those damn hormones in check and pack your shit. Let’s get on with it.

Surprised to hear from her alter, she took a deep breath. In the grand scheme of things, this little detail really didn’t matter. It certainly wasn’t something to get upset about. They had bigger fish to fry.

“You’re right,” she began, her words meant for both Kade and Nikki. “I’ll grab my things. Can you make sure the jet is ready? I want to get this over with.”

Nodding his head, he leaned down to kiss her forehead. She didn’t have to ask him twice. He was just as eager to put an end to Bloodbayne’s hellish control.

“That makes two of us, Sweetheart.”

...

Wiggling against the leather recliner, Lexi looked out of the private jet’s window.

Watching as the cotton candy clouds passed by, she tried to breathe through her anxiety.

She felt a little better now that they were in the air, but the real danger still lay ahead.

She wished she could just fast forward through all of it.

Getting lost in her scattered thoughts, she barely registered Kade as he took his seat in the recliner facing her.

It wasn’t until he reached over to touch her knee that she jumped back into reality.

“Hey, it’s all going to be ok,” he said.

Shaking her worries from her mind, she gave him a forced grin. She wished she could believe him, but when had things ever gone their way?

“Yeah,” she replied, moving to cover his hand with hers. “So how long until we land?”

Meeting her worried eyes, he gently squeezed his fingers around her knee. He wanted to make all of this better for her, and he would; it just sucked in the meantime.

“About two and a half hours. We should get some rest. I know the bed in the back isn’t huge, but we can both squeeze into it,” he said.

With a small nod, she turned her faux grin into a real smile. That sounded like a wonderful idea to her, although she didn’t know exactly how much rest she would actually get. She wanted to make up for lost time with him.

“Mmm, yes please,” she said.

Giving her a tiny wink, Kade stood from his chair. Grasping her hand, he helped her to her feet. Pausing for a second while they sailed through a patch of bumpy air, he urged her to lead the way with a motion of his hand. “After you, Sweetheart.”

Stepping towards the back of the aircraft, she crossed through the doorway of the small sleeping cabin. Eyeing the full-sized bed, she held in a laugh. She wasn’t sure if they would both be able to fit into it, but she was up for the challenge.

Brushing up against her, he slid the pocket door closed behind them. Turning the simple lock, he watched her as she moved to face him. Noticing the amusement in her eyes, he couldn’t help but grin. It felt good to see all of her worries melt away.

“Do you want to be the big spoon, or the little spoon?” he asked, perfectly content with whatever she chose.

Taking half of a step forward in the tight space, she pressed her body against his. Moving her hand to the hem of his black tee, she began to pull the cotton fabric upwards. Maintaining eye contact, she leaned upwards, bringing her lips a scant inch from his.

“I don’t want to sleep, yet,” she whispered, raising his shirt higher.

Narrowing his dark eyes, he gave her a sinful smirk. It excited him to know that she still wanted him just as badly as he wanted her. “I was hoping you would say that,” he said, catching her lips in a needy kiss.

Sliding her lips and tongue over his in a game of give and take, she helped him out of his shirt.

Reluctantly pulling away to rip the fabric up over his head, she let her eyes fall to his bare chest. Drifting her gaze across his skin, she was surprised to see a handful of new surgical scars.

Apparently, the attack did more damage than he had led her to believe.

Noticing the worried look in her eyes, he raised his hand to cup the side of her flushed face. Leaning in, he tried to reassure her.

“Hey...I’m ok,” he breathed.

Giving him a nod, she pushed her concerns to the back of her mind. Tossing his shirt to the floor, she met his eyes. She hoped he wasn’t just telling her that.

“I’m ok,” he repeated, brushing his full lips across hers.

Taking his word as gospel, she returned his soft kiss. A warm shiver raced down her spine as her hands moved to the waistband of his dark jeans. Unbuttoning the fly, she deepened the kiss as her fingers slipped between his boxer briefs and skin.

Groaning as her fingers grazed his hardening cock, he dropped his hand from her face.

Wanting to rid himself of the restrictive clothing, he broke away from her parted lips.

Quickly pulling the denim and underwear from his lower half, he kicked them from his long legs.

Giving her a roguish grin, he gently grasped her hand and placed it around his thick cock.

“See what you still do to me?”

Wrapping her fingers around his girth, Lexi slowly began to pump his length. Watching his face twist in pleasure, she gave him a teasing smirk. “You should take off my clothes so you can see what you still do to me ,” she dared, releasing her hold on his cock.

Not needing to be told twice, he quickly set to work. Grasping her white v-neck shirt, he quickly rid the fabric from her torso. Reaching around her, he attempted to undo her beige bra. Fumbling with the clasp, he let out a tiny growl.

“Why...why do they make these things so...fucking hard to—”

Before he could finish his sentence, he finally unhinged the metal clasp.

Beaming in triumph, he helped her wiggle out of the bra.

Letting his eyes take their fill of her breasts, he felt his mouth water.

He always found her shape to be beautiful, but there was something that drove him wild when she looked like this.