Book 8 deleted Scene #02
Marc slid against Angela’s warmth while smothering a groan. The shower had felt good, but being against her while lying down was indescribable.
Angela shifted towards him, letting their bare skin connect in that special way.
Marc hesitated for a split second, making the choice.
Angela felt it and waited. Last time, she’d taken the choice from him. Before that, neither of them had known what the future held. Now, it would be a conscious choice to create a life.
Marc slowly rolled her over to face him and sealed their lips.
Angela wrapped her arms around his neck, sighing happily as he slid on top of her.
Marc tugged her jeans down and quickly lined them up, using his eagerness to lube the way. As he gently pushed into her, Marc claimed her mouth again and sent his hands roaming.
Angela let him go for a minute, listening to his pleasure, feeling her body adjust and accept his. As his knowing fingers began to stroke and rub between them, she let the sensations carry her away.
Marc waited until she was on that edge and then shoved them both into the light together. As he strained against her, aware of her being locked down around him, Marc sent a request. Please let this one live.
“Do they need us?”
Marc shook his head, wrapped around her and shuddering.
Angela let sleep take her far away, but she kept her hands clamped around Marc’s wrists, refusing to let go of him even for a moment.
Marc shifted over, breathing evening out. He listened to the footsteps and voices, glad the rest of their group was up here with them now. He shut his eyes and drifted in light dozes until exhaustion finally yanked him under.