A/N: Last update for the week. Thank you so much for all your support. 🥹

I threw my head back with a moan.

My legs are open wide and tingling with ecstasy.

Kade has his face buried between my thighs as my ankle dangle over his shoulders. The only thing I can see is his dark blonde tousled hair as he laps at my sensitive core. As the velvet softness of his tongue flickered over my swollen clit, my body arched back against the tiles.

"Oh God," I breathed, my body writhing in pleasure. "Your mouth..."

Kade ate me will a ruthless skill. Tilting his head, his tongue thrust into the quivering opening of my sex, fucking rhythmically, teasing me with shallow plunges bringing me closer to the edge.

I was distantly aware of the water splashing against my thighs as I lay there on the steps of the pool. He was eating me with an intensity I was helpless against. I was so lost, drowning in the powerful joy of being held by him, loved by him. The days we were apart had taught me how miserable I'd be if we didn't work things out, how dull and colorless my world would be without him in it.

"I crave for you." he murmured against my sex making my head spin. "You're my world., Butterfly."

Shameless, my body writhed as I dug in my fingers on his head, arching up to meet his tongue. I had no doubt I was the focal point of his world when he was touching me, the only thing he saw or thought of. Because it was the same with me. Everything cease to exist except his touch.

I grasped desperately at the surface beneath me, my stomach tightening as his tongue licked leisurely through my slit.

My thighs quivered. "I'm g-going to come."

"I love making you feel good." he purred, circling my clit with the tip of his tongue, before sucking, his hands holding me down. "I love the fact that your body will only know my fingers, my tongue, and my cock."

My entire body shivers with overwhelming bolts of pleasure. Every fibre of my body and soul are drawn to him in ways I can't stop even if I wanted to. It's scary as hell. It's dangerous as hell. But it's impossible to end.

My whole body tingles, aching for that release. When he pounds his finger into and hit that spot, I came in a violent rush, sweat misting my skin, my lungs burning as I fought for breath.

"Butterfly," His lips continue delving, sucking, drawing out my release.

I was still dizzy, lost to the scorching wave of orgasm when he groaned and said, "Marry me."

My eyes fluttered open, my chest heaving, before looking down at him. Shocked. My startled brain trying to process what he just said.

"Tomorrow," he mumbled against my skin, his penetrating gaze held mine.

"I—" I blinked down at him.

Arguments rushed through my mind. Every reason we should wait, every possible pitfall that could happen. But nothing came out of my mouth. We just overcome a major misunderstanding and thinking about a big decision like this makes my head spin.

"I need the vows, baby." he insisted. "I don't want to spend another day knowing you're not bind to me in every way possible."

"But aren't we rushing—"

"We're doing this, Butterfly. I'm not giving you options here." He said decisively as he moved up my thighs, licking and nibling a part across my mound before stopping against my lower stomach.

I lean back on my arms, "Kade."

"Are you still on the pill?" he murmured, ignoring my word.

"Yes. Why?" I said, frowning.

He hummed softly before he scooped me up in his arms and plunge us in the water. He backs me against the edge of the pool and wrap my legs around him before thrusting inside me. We both grunted at the contact. He thrust slowly in and out of me, but they were heavy thrusts, and so deep, building my need once again.

Studying him, my gaze narrowed. "What are you thinking, Kade?"

He got this thoughtful look on his face as if he's planning something. He cupped my cheek with his other hand and bent in for a kiss. I was pressed full-body against him, achingly aware of every hot, hard inch of him as he continues to drive inside me. I shoved my hand in his hair and kissed him back as if I could eat him alive. He growled, deepening the kiss, stroking my tongue with lush slides of his own.

"Kade," I pressed, biting on his lip hard.

"God, you feel so good," He groans, increasing the tempo and making me bucked against him. I squeezed my eyes against the brain-warping need to come. "I'd like to see you swollen with my baby."

My breath caught and I looked at his face with all the love I had inside me for him just bursting to get out. "Do you mean that?"

From the very beginning, Kade and I never use condoms. We'd always gone bare, only relying on my birth control to prevent conception. It was a risk. I knew that. And considering how often he had me—at least two, sometimes three or four times a day—the risk was not inconsiderable. I thought about it sometimes. I have been questioning my control, my recklessness in putting my own pleasure above the consequences.

"I meant every word I said. I want every part of you and I'll be so damn lucky if you'll have my baby." he said hoarsely.

I tightened down on him then, seduced by the image he just painted in my head. I know that Kade was mine, completely. Yet still some part of my mind was stunned that we would come this far, that he'd chose to be with me. I guess I will always carry that guilt, how it all started will always be in the back of my head. I know what he did with Arabella was just part of his revenge, that he never really love her in the first place, still, I know that cheating will never be justify.

"What are you so worried about?"

Closing my eyes, I dropped my forehead to his shoulder, sighing heavily. "You do know that you just asked me to marry you and have your baby, right? My mind needs time to process."

He tilted my chin to meet his eyes, frowning. "I didn't ask."

My mouth hangs open as I search for any signs that he's joking, but he has an impressive poker face. It doesn't help that his cock is gliding into me and he's not even the least bit apologetic about it.

I roll my eyes. "You're crazy."

His smile was razor sharp. "I am. I'm fucking crazy about you. I thought we already established that."

I stared at him, not knowing what to say. His urgency was both romantic and terrifying. I knew him well enough to know that he couldn't help but be so demanding. When I gave, he took more, it was what both drew me to him. But I didn't want to think about what the future might bring, the consequences or complexity of anything. My past no longer existed. But one thing is for sure, Kade will always be part of my future.

I pushed my fingers into his hair, cupping the back of his head to hold him still. "Maybe not right now or in a few years, but down the road, I want it. I really want it. What do you say?"

My words unleash something raw in him. Barely contained.

"About the baby or marrying me?"

I bit my lip, trying to suppress my amusement. I roll my hips, pushing into him. "About the baby."

"Hmm." His arms banded around me and tightened possessively. He's quiet for a long time, just staring. "Fair enough."

I scoff, shaking my head. "Wow, I can't believe I just negotiate my future with you."

His lips quirk in amusement. "Butterfly, don't mistake my response for approval." He runs his tongue along the shell of my ear and bites down. "You can fight me on anything, but you don't get to fight me on the fact that you're mine and you're going to have my baby." He nipped at my jaw, before placing a soft kiss. "I'll think of it as delayed gratification."

His hands roamed restlessly, rubbing up and down my sides, capturing my lips with his in a perfect blend of love and desire. I felt his gratitude and need, recognized it because I felt the same way. God I love this man so much.

I couldn't contain the ferocious emotion that swell through me. "So we're getting married."

He nuzzled against my wet hair, burrowing deep until he'd moved all the way into my neck. He kissed me there. "Damn, right, we are."

He picked up the pace and I gasp, holding onto his shoulders. He kisses me wildly and with untamed frenzy as he pounds into me. My ass hits the tiles with each of his merciless thrusts, our gazes held. As the pressure increased, I raked at him desperately, lightheaded with the sensation.

"Faster." I moaned, my nails digging into his back as he flexed inside me.

The rhythmic strokes of his heavy cock pushed ecstasy through me in heated waves. He felt so good.

"Come for me," he gasped against my throat.

He was tireless, relentless, fucking me long and hard until my mind lost control of my body and I plummeted over the edge. My entire body contracted, and I surrendered to the pulsating waves of bliss.

"I love you." His cock jerked inside me, once, twice, and then he was coming long and hard, spurting hotly within my core.

That was six weeks ago, and now I realized life has a funny way of telling you that you really had no control over your life.

I had convinced Kade to wait until our school winter vacation to get married. The man is so damn persistent and it took me a lot of persuasion to finally get him to agree. Kade's possessiveness knows no limits, hence why I was wearing a huge diamond ring the very next day. He told me that since I'm delaying the wedding, this is his way to compromise. But I know he's also using it to mark his territory, which is me. Freaking caveman.

Since then, we were as close as we could be, but it wasn't enough for him. He had to have more, on every front. He wasn't going to quit until he possessed every part of me and infiltrated every aspect of my life.

Maybe that's why he wanted a child with me. We only talked about kids one time. But I wanted to wait a bit longer before we became parents, and so I took my pill religiously. But then I made a basic mistake last month and went on antibiotics to treat my sinus infection without using further protection. I'd been so busy with school and Kade, I didn't even realize I'd missed my period. Aside from mild nausea and swollen breasts, I never really experienced any symptoms. But when the intense urge to vomit while I was in the middle of the class yesterday happened, I made up my mind.

Today, I slipped past Nate's watch and went out to see an OB-GYN. And now I've just come back from my doctor's appointment, the silence of the apartment surrounds me.

I blinked as I looked at the results in my hand. I feel like everything in my life ground to a screeching halt...but in a good way.

I thought I'd be be nervous. I wasn't.

I thought I wouldn't be excited. I was.

When Kade first told me, I'd been torn. But now my heart was fluttering everywhere in my chest cavity. My throat swelled up with so much emotion. I was fast blinking back all the tears. I looked down and touch my lower stomach tenderly. There's a little me and Kade in there. Oh My God.

It's as if he can sense my emotions, my phone rang and when I saw his name I answered, "I love you."

His breathing stalled, clearly caught off guard, "And I love you too. I'm on my way to pick you up."

My chest expanded on a deep breath. God, I loved him so much. I could only hold on tighter because my tears were starting to blind me. I said, in a low voice, "I have something to tell you."

He was silent for a beat. "Your voice is shaking. What's wrong?"

My belly quivered at the rasp in his voice. I distantly heard him command Vince to drive faster and I smiled to myself. Leave it to Kade to think of the worse when it comes to my safety.

"I'm fine. Please tell Vince to drive safely. I want you in one piece." I rushed.

"Are you sure? You don't sound so well." he insisted.

I stare at the results, my mouth curving into a smile. "Yup. I am absolutely fine. I can't wait to see you, Kade."

And it's crazy because he's only been away since this morning.

"You're killing me, baby." The rumble of his voice sends sparks all over my skin and down to my core.

He cleared his throat, "Are you done packing?"

I glanced at the duffel bag sitting on top of the dresser. "Yeah. I've already packed this morning."

Kade is taking me away this weekend to go sailing and visit his Lake House. I could feel the excitement rippled through me at the thought of spending the entire two days with him.

"Yeah, I'm ready."

"Just bring light though. What I plan to do with you doesn't require much clothing." His voice was flavored with a soft rasp that had my toes curling.

"Who says I'm bringing clothes?" I teased breathlessly.

"Ah, fuck. I'm hard." he groaned through the phone. "Talk about something else. Anything. I can't go outside with this hard on."

I fought back a laugh. "We might need to drop by the mall later. I need a pair of bikini."

His growl is rough, animalistic even. "If that was supposed to calm me down, it didn't work."

"We could have phone sex until you come, that should do it." I replied coyly.

"Ayla," he warned.

I laughed.

He said something else but a noise outside distracted me at just that moment. It hadn't been particularly loud, just something dropping on the ground, but enough to distract me that I completely tuned out Kade as he continued to talk on the other end of the line.

"Butterfly?" he asked, pulling me back.

"Oh, sorry. I thought I heard something." I said as I stood from the bed.

I kept my phone to my ear as I make my way to the door. I was walking through the hallway when I heard it again.

I froze.

This time it was louder, and I could have sworn I heard a low grunt of pain.

"Nate?" I called out.

What the hell is going on? My heart starts to pound because there's never supposed to be anyone in here. Nate and Silas aren't allowed to cross the threshold. There was a bench outside the hallway and that's where they usually stay.

"Nate? Is that you?" My voice rose and grew sharp as fear spread through me.

I was met with silence just as Kade began to sound frantic on the other end of the phone.

"Ayla, what is it?" he said, a clear thread of panic in his voice. "Are you okay? Talk to me, baby."

I opened my mouth to answer when I heard a noise that made my blood run cold and my heart stop beating.

A gunshot.

I stood frozen. The panic gripping me, making my body immobile. The blood was roaring in my ears. My heart was pounding with something like terror. I was panting. The room was swimming before my eyes. When the figure appears and stood before me, gun in hand. It feels like a horrible inevitability of waking from a blissful dream into a nightmare reality.