“Don’t you dare leave me like this, Dancer War Hauk. You are more than welcome to fill me tonight and every night from now on.”

Kissing her, he pulled her closer and slid inside. Sumi growled at how good he felt as he thrust himself against her. She held him close, unable to believe that he belonged to her and that she was his. In all of her wildest dreams, she’d never thought to have a male like him. Someone she could trust completely who would never seek to hurt her. Someone she would live for.

Hauk buried his face against Sumi’s neck and inhaled the warm, sweet scent of her hair and skin. He still couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have found her. How lucky he was that she’d agreed to share her life with him. Strange how he’d given up on ever finding a female, on ever having a family of his own.

And then when he’d least expected it, she’d tumbled into his world and sent it reeling.

Yes, Kyr was still out there and he was gunning for both of them. There would always be enemies at the gate. Always challenges for them both. But together, they would face them all and nothing would ever get the better of them.

Strong alone.

Stronger together.

Sumi tightened her grip on him before she cried out his name.

Smiling, Dancer moved faster, heightening her pleasure. Funny, he’d always hated his name, until his mia. Now there was no greater sound to him than to hear it on her lips as she came for him.

He captured her lips as he felt his own release. His senses reeling, he shook all over. Pulling back, he stared down at her and cupped her face. He reveled in the sensation of her naked body against his. Of the love in her eyes as she looked at him.

His heart swelling with happiness, he ran his hand over her stomach where their child was already growing. Then he kissed her belly and teased it with his tongue. “I adore you, mia. And I will always be yours.”

Sumi fingered his goatee as she savored those words. “Good, because I have no intention of ever letting you go.”

Sumi couldn’t believe it was morning already. They’d stayed up all night, talking about the future and making love until she was amazed that she could still walk.

But then, she’d never get enough of her fierce warrior.

“I like this outfit much better,” she said as she fastened a much more sedate gown on so that they could complete their marriage.

He kissed her bare shoulder. “I still prefer you naked.”

Cupping him where he was already hard again, she bit his chin. “I’m willing if you are.”