Kane’s lips trailed lower, across her cheek, down her jawline, tasting the salt of her tears, the fragile warmth of her skin. Every kiss was reverent and violent at once — as if he was branding her, worshipping her, and punishing himself for every moment she had suffered without him.Castelle’s fingers curled into his hair, pulling him closer. “Kane…” she whispered, breath trembling.He lifted his head just enough for his eyes to capture hers, storm-dark and burning. “Say it again.”She blinked, confused. “Say what?”“That you and the babies are mine.” His voice was rough, a growl edged with desperation. “That you’ll never walk away again. I need to hear it.”Her chest tightened. She cupped his face with both hands, her thumbs stroking the scarred skin he always tried to hide. “We’re yours, Kane. Always. Even when I thought I’d lost you, even when I hated myself, I was still yours.”Something in him cracked — a sound escaped his throat, half growl, half groan, and he kissed her again,
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