His eyes darkened and his lips thinned. She saw a muscle flex in his jaw and knew he was upset by her words.
“Blossom, whatever happened before I knocked on your door yesterday, it’s in the past, and that’s where it needs to remain. Your children love you, and they are the sweetest kids I’ve ever met. I don’t know what brought on the tears, but I can assure you that Drew and RaeLynn will grow up just fine. They’re young right now. One day, they may not even remember the old apartment. RaeLynn most likely won’t remember after another few months. Drew might take longer to forget, but eventually I bet he will.”
“It’s not just the apartment, it’s…” She bit her lip and lowered her voice. “He thinks you’re going to leave. Like the others. I never stopped to think what it was doing to my kids to have one man after another in our lives. I didn’t even love those men, or even like them all that much, but I was with them in hopes that my children would have a fighting chance. But I screwed up time and time again.”
Brexton lowered his head and touched his forehead to hers. “Sweetheart, you did what you thought was right at the time. I don’t fault you for it, and the kids won’t either. What matters now is that we’re together, and those kids are going to have the best of everything. I’ll set money aside tomorrow to ensure private school and college will be covered for both of them, and the one on the way. They will never struggle the way you did, and never again will they go hungry or live without the basics.”
She couldn’t hold back the tears anymore and openly cried as he held her. Brexton rubbed her back, and murmured in her ear that everything would be fine, that she was safe, her children were safe. When her tears dried up and she sucked in a shuddering breath, he kissed the top of her head then released her. The children were watching with wide, worried eyes and she picked them up, hugging each of them. Brexton grabbed their dinner and they went to the kitchen to sit down for pizza and whatever else had been ordered.
When they’d finished their meal, she bathed both kids and dressed them for bed, then Brexton helped her tuck them in for the night. She picked up the baby monitors for each room, wanting to hear them if they woke up before morning. Brexton took her hand and led her down the hall to their bedroom, then softly shut the door, twisting the lock. Blossom put the monitors on the dresser, making sure the volume was turned up. Brexton pressed in close to her back, putting his arms around her.
Her gaze locked with his in the mirror, and she saw the heat blazing in the purple depths. He placed a hand on her belly and nuzzled her neck. Blossom closed her eyes and let his scent and strength close in around her. With Brexton she felt wanted, desirable… loved. It was far too soon to ever say that word, but it’s how he made her feel. Like he loved her. She’d never had that before.
“I want you, Blossom, but if you’re tired or aren’t up to being intimate tonight then tell me and I’ll back off,” he said.
“I want you too,” she admitted. “It’s crazy. No one has ever made me feel like this. It’s like you’re a drug and I can’t get enough. All you have to do is touch me and I feel like I’ll go crazy if you don’t do more.”
“I feel the same,” he said.
“Do you believe in fate? Or destiny? Whatever you want to call it.”
“Yes. All of my people do.”
“Maybe we were destined to be together,” she said. “Maybe it was fate that brought you to my door.”
“I will thank every deity in the known galaxies every day for the rest of my life for letting me find you,” he said. “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted, Blossom.”
“Show me,” she said, turning in his embrace.
Brexton took a step back and quickly removed his clothes. As the last garment fell to the floor, Blossom started to remove her own clothing. The sound of one of one of the kids moving around made her pause, and her heart hammered in her chest as she looked at the monitors, waiting to see if RaeLynn or Drew would need her. When no other sound came through the monitor, she breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to Brexton.
He moved in closer, cupping her cheek with his hand. When his lips touched hers, it was like everything inside of her loosened and tightened at the same time. All the stress and worry just vanished, to be replaced with an all-consuming heat that she knew only Brexton could extinguish. Even though they’d only been together for two days, it was like her body already knew it belonged to him. She craved his touch, his kisses. It should frighten her, how fast she’d gotten attached to him, but it just felt incredibly right.
Her lips tingled and felt swollen when he drew away, and she leaned toward him, wanting more. He smiled and lifted her into his arms, carrying her over to the bed. Brexton eased her down onto the mattress, his gaze tracing over every inch of her. He caressed her thighs, then placed his hands on her hips. Leaning down, he kissed her belly before his gaze locked with hers.
“You’ve given me everything I’ve ever wanted,” he said. “What do you want, Blossom? Whatever it is, it’s yours.”
“I want you to make love to me,” she said, reaching for him.
Brexton covered her body with his, and kissed her long and deep. The weight of his body was comforting as he pressed her into the bed. Even though he was the biggest man she’d ever seen, he was incredibly gentle. He took his time, kissing her, touching her, making her want him even more. She felt his cock brush against her thigh and she spread her legs wider.
He slowly eased inside of her, every inch of his cock filling her. Brexton loved her tenderly, every stroke of his cock slow, their lovemaking intense, almost like he was branding her. He didn’t rush toward the finish line, didn’t pound into her and find his release quickly. Even if he hadn’t been experienced before, he seemed to know exactly what he was doing. Blossom came several times, her body feeling wrung out from the pleasure zinging along her nerve-endings. When Brexton finally spilled his release inside of her, their gazes held and everything he felt for her was shining in his eyes.
She didn’t care if it was too soon, or if people would think she was completely crazy. She knew in that moment exactly what she felt for him. Her heart was so full it nearly ached, and she didn’t want to waste even a second of their time together. Not without him knowing just what he meant to her.
“I love you,” she said softly. “I don’t know how. It’s insane because we hardly know each other, but I love you.”
He smiled and kissed her again, his lips making her tingle and want him again already. “I love you too. I think I have since the moment you slammed the door in my face.”
She giggled. “That’s an odd time to fall for me.”
“Most women fall at my feet. Not you, my delectable mate. Nope, you slammed a door in my face and made me wonder if you’d ever open it again. And I had hoped you would. Just that one glimpse of you and I knew I needed to see more.”
“Brexton, I…”
His eyes narrowed and his head jerked toward the bedroom door. His body tensed and he nearly leapt from the bed and rushed to the monitors. When he looked at her again, she knew something was horribly wrong.
“The units in the kids rooms have been turned off,” he said, his words filling her with dread.
