Whispers of Hope- Book # 3 (Mated Hearts Series) Complete

Chapter 28 (Zach)

“Whispers of Hope”

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Chapter 28 (Zach)


Sitting there in the early dawn hours, the sun had yet to rise and I found myself staring down at a picturesque portrait of beauty and wonderment.  My beloved mate.  Missy was finally sound a sleep after hours of turbulent tossing and turning.

She didn’t know, but I had been in her thoughts through the night.  I had seen the hesitancy and the confusion written on her face before we left the woods.  I knew what she was thinking; what she was considering and she was sadly mistaken if she thought for one minute, that I would let her leave me.

It wasn’t going to happen, never again would I let her leave me.

We are mates, dammit and I refuse to live without her.

Especially now.

Reaching down, I couldn’t help but to lightly trace the lines of her face, such a sweet face, so perfect.   Going further, my fingers feathered across her chin, just touching her was such an exquisite feeling that I knew I would never get tired of.  It was a sensation that I had easily become addicted to and like an addict I craved it with such an intensity that I would do anything to attain it.  Her skin was as soft as satin, an image of absolute creamy perfection. 

Going even further I let myself indulge in the feel of her arms, arms that had held me the night before and cradled my head.  Strong and sure arms that I wanted to be around me for the rest of our lives.  Continuing my journey, I let my hand lightly trace the sides of her breast, measuring the roundness and remembering exactly how nice they had felt in my hands during times of unadulterated ecstasy.

Sucking in a breath at the memory I went on until I found my hand splayed across her abdomen.  There I paused and took in a deep breath.  It was there, just barely but the subtle change in her scent confirmed it for me. 

Here, under my hand, laid our babe.  I could already picture Missy, my mate, my sweet and honorable mate, growing round with my child.  It was an image that was burned so deep in my head that I was bursting at the seams with pure joy.

Under no circumstances could I let her leave me now.  It took too long for us to find each other again and we had come so far.  I had fought my father and now I would fight Sergio for my rights to hold on to my mate.  Hell, I would fight the world if that it was it took for me and Marissa to remain together.

We were mates, and she was mine, I thought determinedly to myself.

Flexing my hands over her stomach I was still taken aback by what we had created, a life.  A child.  We were going to be parents and that within itself was a miracle in the making.  The moon Goddess has blessed us surely and I could only hope that this was a sign.  A sign that she would help see us through the hard journey ahead. 

“Zach?”

My name coming off her lips sounded like an exultation of sorts. The sound both husky and sleep filled; and definitely sexy as hell.

“Hmm,” I answered while lightly splaying my fingers across her belly reveling in the simple notion of my little secret.

“What are you doing?” she asked slowly opening those sparkling emerald jewels of hers and staring back at me.

A grin kicked up at the corner of my lips as I watched her stretch along side of me.  Her arms going above her head and her back slightly arching forward.  It was so innocently sensual that I instantly felt myself respond to her.