He stroked inside her, words failing him. All that mattered now was giving her what she needed. He thrust in and pulled back out, going slow at first so he could feel every inch of the slide of his cock against the delicate but strong muscles milking him inside her. He wanted to stay here, right in this moment. The world could end right this moment and he would be perfectly happy.

But the world didn’t work that way. The moment lengthened, time moving forward, and he couldn’t hold out forever. He stroked into her, moving faster and faster, finding the rhythm that sent them both over the edge. He felt the moment she came, her body tensing around his, clamping down hard and causing him to fall with her.

Pleasure hit his brain like a runaway train, making his eyes roll back as his body took over, pulsing out and thrusting in until he’d given up everything he had.

And still he had things to say to her. He put a hand on her belly, keeping them connected. “And still, after the moment is done, I would stay with you because the after with you is as sweet as the during, more meaningful than the before because we are one.”

She looked down, staring at that place where his hand rested possessively on her belly. “Because we are one.”

Tears rolled from her eyes, but it was all about feeling. She felt. He felt, and it was good.

“You can have the puppy,” a low voice said. “You can have all the puppies.”

Kai had his wife out of her suspension and wrapped around his body. He lifted her up and started out of the room, kissing her even as he headed for the privacy rooms. His hands moved over her, holding her close and making obvious his passion for her.

“Hey, what’s up with the poetry stuff? Is that like spoken word Cajun version?” Adam Miles asked.

Big Tag’s hand came out, smacking the back of his head. “Hush, Charlie liked it.”

Charlotte was draped over her husband’s lap, her head in the crook of his neck, and Big Tag was whispering something to her. Something that made her glow and cuddle close. Whatever he said made her kiss his jawline and say something back.

Serena frowned at Adam and shifted closer to Jake. “It was beautiful.”

Adam turned a nice shade of red. “Sorry. I didn’t get all the talky parts.”

Jake grinned and settled their wife firmly on his lap. “I love it when I’m the smart one. Remy, you know every dude in the company is coming to you now to write our Valentine’s cards.”

Damn. It was a good thing he was leaving soon.

“Get your own poet, ladies,” Lisa said. “This one is mine.”

He moved back reluctantly. He was hers. For now. He had to find a way to make that time count.