Free Unsung by Shannon Richard

push and pull of his hips. Her mouth fell away from his, her eyes closing as she gave way to the pleasure.
    “Harper.” He whispered her name and her eyes opened again. All she could see was the green gold of his gaze, the adoration clear. Adoration for her. “Just wait.”
    She wasn’t sure if she could; it was all coming to the surface. Her heart was pounding out of her chest. She couldn’t get enough air into her lungs. Couldn’t hold off the release that was building at the very core of her.
    It was all too much. Too much to take. Too much to understand. And the way he was looking at her? Watching her? Seeking her pleasure with every move he made? How could she wait?
    “I can’t,” she gasped. “I can’t hold on.”
    “You can.” His hips slowed as he kissed her gently. “Stay with me,” he said against her lips. “Stay with me, Harper. We’ll get there together. Slow, remember?”
    “Slow.” She nodded, grabbing on to his biceps, her nails undoubtedly scoring his skin.
    He did it three more times, building her right up to the edge of an orgasm before pulling back and slowing down. She wasn’t sure she could handle another one. Wasn’t sure if she’d survive it.
    “Please,” she begged. “Please, Liam.”
    This time his hips didn’t ease up. No, they moved faster, harder, slow apparently a thing of the past. And the result was mind bending.
    Her orgasm slammed into her, taking over her entire body. Her hips bucked wildly, her hands clawed at Liam’s back, her lungs were going to explode. But even with all of that, her eyes didn’t leave his.
    The pleasure in his face was incredible. Pleasure he found in her. Pleasure they found in each other.
    He didn’t stop moving until they were both good and truly spent. His arms were shaking as he gave her one last kiss on the mouth. And then his lips were moving to the spot just under her left ear, his tongue rasping against her skin and making her entire body shiver as another spasm contracted her core, squeezing around the length of him that was still firmly inside of her.
    “You’re incredible,” he groaned. “Every part of you.” And then he rolled off her, pulling from her body as he fell to his back.
    Neither of them moved for a minute…or five, staring at the ceiling.
    “What the hell was that?” he asked through a hoarse voice.
    “I…I have no idea.” And that was the first lie she told him. She knew exactly what it was.
    Her heart was still beating out of her chest. A thrumming so loud she could feel it in her ears. And she couldn’t catch her breath to save her life.
    She’d gone and done it. She’d fallen in love with him. Fallen in love with a man who she didn’t even know.
    How the hell had that happened?
    How was it even possible?
    And what in the world was she going to do?

Chapter Four
Lost
    L iam knew before he even opened his eyes the following morning.
    The sheets next to him were cold and empty.
    The house eerily quiet.
    No note.
    No good-bye.
    No anything.
    Harper was gone.

Chapter Five
Not Alone
    June 13th…five weeks later
    H arper stared down at the line of pregnancy tests on the bathroom counter.
    All five of them had the same answer.
    Just like the five she’d taken the day before.
    And the five she’d taken the day before that.
    Fifteen tests and they all said the same thing: she was pregnant.
    A soft whine at Harper’s feet had her looking down at Luna. The little French bulldog was sitting back on her hind legs and staring up with wide black eyes. She stood, taking a couple of steps forward and laying down right across Harper’s feet as she whined again.
    Luna always did this when she sensed that Harper was upset…which was pretty much all the time these days.
    Harper bent down, picking Luna up and cradling the small dog in her arms before she turned and slid the rest of the way down the cabinets. She sat on the bathroom floor, petting the dog’s back and waiting for the world to right itself.
    But that