the more reasonable for me to love my murderous sister.
“The worst thing about this all”—I stop, turning away from the sea to Alex—“is that I would kill Bethany in a heartbeat if she threatened any of my family. I would kill her.”
Alex moves closer, cupping my cheeks with his hands. “I will destroy her the second I can because she will always be a threat to you. She nearly took you from me, Ana. Nothing and no one is going to get that chance again.”
“I should hate you for that, but I love you more. I understand you,” I admit with a long sigh. “I love you so much it hurts, Alexander.”
He kisses me passionately, pulling me on top of him, my legs spreading around his hips. His hands cup my breasts over my dress, and I quickly undo his trousers. He pushes my panties to the side with his fingers before sliding them inside me. I moan, leaning back, knowing I want so much more than his fingers inside of me. I pull his cock out of his trousers, and he removes his fingers with a cheeky grin that only Alex could do. I lower myself down on top of him, taking every inch of him inside me until he is completely inside me, feeling more amazing than ever. Every time Alex is inside me, it is better than the last time.
I never want these moments to end. I roll my hips again and again as his hands dig into my thighs, holding me tightly as he groans and bites down on his lip. My orgasm catches me by surprise, crashing over me like a wave, and he thrusts inside me once more, coming hard.
I fall to his chest, closing my eyes for a long time as I just enjoy us being together.
Whatever is coming next…we will face it together.
Chapter 16
Anastasia
These dreams can just go away now. Thanks.
“To family!” I say, holding my glass in the air as I stand up at the end of a long day. Everyone is here from Raine to Phoebe. My guys sit on either side of me, but the chair at the other end of the table is empty. I still smile widely. “To everyone still here.”
“What about me, sis?” Bethany’s voice crackles behind me. I spin around, the glass dropping from my hand onto the wood floor where it smashes into tiny pieces. I freeze, staring at my sister who is covered in blood. “What about me?” she asks again.
“I-I,” I splutter, speechless. A baby cries in the distance, and I turn towards the door to my bedroom. I feel my flat stomach, and fear starts to crawl up my throat as Bethany grins.
“Should I see the baby?” she asks.
“NO!” I scream, but she runs to the bedroom anyway, and I never catch her in time.
The sea air brushes against my cheek as I wake up, my heart beating fast in my chest as I stare at the sun rising above the sea in front of us, marking it as super early in the morning. I look back down at Alex, his head resting on his bent arm, and he looks so at peace. Sitting up, I stare over the sea, trying to push the bad dream to the back of my mind.
My baby is safe, and Bethany will never be a threat to him or her. I wouldn’t ever let that happen.
“Morning,” Alex groggily says, sitting up and smiling at me. I lean on his shoulder as I stretch my legs out. “How long do you think we have before they come looking for us?”
“Not long. Plus I could use a shower,” I say with a grin. “And breakfast.”
“I could attempt to make you French toast. With a few burnt edges. My signature dish,” he offers, and I laugh. I lean over, kissing him softly.
“How about I cook as you shower?”
“Are you saying I stink?” he playfully asks, and he starts to tickle me. I giggle, escaping his arms and standing up. His laugh warms my ears as he stands after me, and I turn around just as Shadow jumps onto a rock behind us.
“Hey, you,” I say, holding my marked hand out for him. He jumps onto our rock and presses his forehead into my hand. “Did you have a good night hunting?”
He doesn’t reply of course, but I get the sense that he did in my soul.
“Ana,” Alex calls me, and I turn to see him near the edge