108. Good Little Sl- (18+)

We both melt into the kiss as if we haven’t kissed each other in forever. Blame the hormones, but I haven’t felt so touch starved in a very long time. Maybe because even if we spend a lot of time together, the pregnancy was quite a bitch.

Morning sickness, afternoon sickness, late night sickness… there was no time or mood to actually get close to each other, and even if visibly uncomfortable about it, Killian was quite supportive and fast to understand.

Nonetheless, I have grown to have enough of this. I wanted more of him. More of what we used to share and have… I missed my unhinged mate, the one who was so eager to take and to give.

The kiss breaks slowly and I gasp for air. I now realize Killian pressed me against the dinner table, and he was carefully considering if and how he could touch me. I can sense a little frustration as his hand moves to my lower back and he resists the urge to press me harshly against him.

A low growl reverberates in his chest and my skin prickles with