“You…Owl…You can’t.”
“I can’t what? Get the condom? Of course, I can. I just need you to lift up so I can reach the drawer.”
In response, Lara leaned down, resting on his chest. It made his cock twitch inside her, and he felt a small burst of precome release from the tip. Gritting his teeth, praying he wouldn’t prematurely go off inside her, Owl wrapped his arms around her.
“No…you can’twantto get me pregnant,” she insisted, staring into his eyes.
“Why not?”
“Because! That’s crazy. Guys don’t like to be trapped.”
“Ido. Trap me, Lara. Please.”
“You’re weird.”
“Yeah. I am,” Owl said without an ounce of concern. “Look, I’ve learned the hard way how precious life is. How short it can be. I don’t know why or how I survived what I did, but I’ll be damned if I let the best thing that’s ever happened to me slide through my fingers.
“I love you, Lara Osler. You’reitfor me. I want to marry you, have children with you, and live happily ever after either here at The Refuge with our friends or, if you prefer, back in DC, so you can get your job back and kick ass with those kids. I don’t care which. As long as you’re with me, I’ll be happy. And if you don’t want any of that, you should climb off my cock and go back to your room. We can figure out something else for your living arrangements. Maybe you can stay with Cora and Pipe. Whatever makes you comfortable. But I can’t keep my mouth shut anymore.”
Owl was practically panting by the time he finished—and as soon as the words were out, he regretted them. Not only because he knew how much pressure it would put on the woman in his arms, but because he didn’t want her to leave, to stay with her friend. He wanted her right where she was. In his bed, his cabin, where he could continue to make sure she healed from the shit life had thrown at her.
In response, Lara slowly sat up once more, and Owl frantically began trying to rebuild the shields around his heart that he’d dropped for this woman. It would kill him, but he’d let her go and not make it awkward for her.
Internally, he snorted. Not awkward…right. He’d just told her that he wanted to knock her up. How could that not be awkward?
Just when he was bracing himself to feel the chill of the air on his cock as she pulled away, she surprised the fuck out of him by reaching for the hem of her shirt.
She whipped it over her head, sitting astride him completely naked.
And. She. Was. Fucking. Perfect.
Her tits shivered with every breath she took. Her nipples were long and hard, begging for his mouth. She had a small pooch of a belly, and seeing her hips spread apart as she straddled him was the most erotic thing he’d ever witnessed.
And then she moved. Not off him, as he’d expected, but up and down on his dick.
“I love you too,” she said as she locked her gaze with his. Her fingernails dug into his chest, and he could feel them even through the shirt he still wore. “I went to see Henley alone because I wanted to talk aboutyou. I admitted that I loved you, and I told her that I was worried it was some sort of knee-jerk reaction to everything that happened. We talked about it for a long time…and I realized that my love for you isn’t because I need to be rescued or protected. It’s because of the man you are. I’ve looked for you my entire life, Owl…just ask Cora. She’ll tell you. And it’s almost unbelievable that I found you at the exact moment I’d given up.”
Owl could barely focus on what she was saying. The feel of her pussy gripping his cock as she raised and lowered herself over him was distracting as hell. He reached for her and grabbed her waist. Stopping her movement.
“You love me?” he asked, wanting to hear the important bit again.
“Yes.”
“Say it,” he ordered.
She grinned. “I love you.”
Owl closed his eyes and let the words sink into his soul.
“Your turn,” she prodded.
His eyes opened and he stared up at her. “I love you. So much it’s almost scary.”
She nodded as if she understood that perfectly. “You really want a child?”
“With you? Yes,” Owl told her.
“Then let go of me so I can move, and we can see about making that happen.”