When her hips canted to meet his thrust, Kash lost any semblance of control. He drove deep, buried his cock and months of grief in her willing body, and loosened the knot in his chest with one guttural cry after another.

Somewhere in it, he knew that this was how it had happened, the baby. They'd almost lost each other, probably on a contract, and she'd ended up under him. They'd fucked raw and desperate, wanting each other with every fiber of their beings, and conceived a child as a result.

He came with a shuddering crash, emptying out, the way he must have that night and whispered her name.