Free Piercing Silence by Quinn Loftis

just how attractive I find you.”
    She shook her head at him but again he
ignored her.
    “I have found you desirable from the moment
I laid eyes on you. The attraction has only grown in intensity the
longer we have been together. My need for you grows with every
touch, every taste, and every time you give yourself to me. I
thought I would need you less once the need had been satisfied but
the opposite is true. I only need and want you more. And now, my
beautiful Luna, you carry my child inside of you.” His hand slipped
between the opening of the robe and pressed gently against her
rounded stomach. “Your face radiates the joy that I feel. Whether
you believe it or not, I have loved every change that has happened
to your incredible body.” Fane tugged down the shoulder of the robe
and nipped her again when she started to argue. “No,” he scolded.
“You don’t get to tell me how I feel or how I see you. I see every
stretch mark as a beauty mark that tells the story of how you
created a precious life. Everything that you see as negative, I see
as evidence of just how incredible you are. I love every single
inch of you and there is nothing, especially not carrying my child,
that could change that.”
    “I didn’t realize how vain I am,” Jacque
said quietly. “But when compared to you, with your perfect werewolf
body and chiseled features, I just feel like a big blob.”
    Fane stood up and placed her feet on the
floor. She started to protest but he was having none of it. “Shh,”
he soothed as he untied the robe she’d been hiding under. “Look at
me, Jacquelyn. Look at my face and nowhere else.” His hands shook
as he pushed the robe from her shoulders. “You are even more
beautiful than the first time I removed a robe from you.” His voice
was soft, but he knew she could hear the awe that filled him as he
took her in.
    Fane took her small face in his hands and
brushed his thumb across her lips. He had tasted them at least a
hundred times and yet he was still starved for them, for her. When
he raised his eyes to meet hers, he used their bond to convey an
image to her of how he saw her.
    “No,” Jacquelyn whispered as she attempted
to shake her head.
    “Yes,” Fane argued before pressing his lips
to hers. As his hands slid down her neck and then shoulders and
finally rested on her hips, he pulled her tighter against him,
bunching the sheer fabric in his fists. There was no doubt that the
lingerie was beautiful, but now that he’d seen it, it was only a
hindrance to the package beneath. And like the precious gift that
she was, Fane unwrapped her, slowly―piece by piece―making sure that
she could feel through their bond just what she did to him. Over
and over he kissed, touched, and loved her body reverently.
    Sometime later, back in their bed, he
pressed his lips to her bare belly and kissed her gently. The growl
that rumbled out of him was straight from his wolf. “Mine.” Fane’s
grip on her hips tightened as he pressed his face against her
flesh. Her warmth, her scent, and her taste surrounded him and he
was drunk on her.
    “Yes, we are yours,” Jacquelyn agreed.
    Fane's eyes crawled up her body to stare
into her eyes. “Don’t ever doubt me again,” he whispered before
leaning down and kissing her on the neck where his mark was.
    Fane shook himself as the memory faded away
leaving him feeling empty. He needed to find her now. He needed to
know that she was alright and that their baby was alright. Fane
threw his head back and let out a deep, mournful howl, pouring all
of his fear into it. He longed to hear her answer him, but as the
sound died away, he was left with a silence that pierced him to his
soul.
    “ Peace, wolf,.” The voice in his mind did not belong to his mate,
but it had him coming to a sudden stop anyway.
    “ I will not let any harm
come to her,” the Great Luna assured
him.
    “ Where is she?” Fane tried very hard not to growl.
    “ She is where she needs to
be at this