26
Shay did not bother staying for the show. She pleaded an upset stomach and headed to the hotel. It wasn't a total lie; although she didn't know if it was nerves or the pregnancy that was making her feel so queasy.
She'd taken a shower, slipped on a robe, and crawled into bed to rest for a while. She fought the urge to watch Raw. Better to not know what was happening. She was sure she'd find out soon enough. She'd taken the phone off the hook. Hopefully Trina would not decide to do a little visiting after the show. Shay for once hoped Bubba was feeling his usual randy self; that would keep Trina's mind off of Shay's problems.
She had not meant to fall asleep. But she was so damn worn out…she curled up on her side and dozed off.
She woke up with a start, eyes seeking the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was after three in the morning. She forced herself to relax against the pillow, trying not to cry. All right. That was it then. No Kane. She hadn't slept that deeply, she'd have heard him if he knocked.
She was resigned to it then. Raising a baby alone. Loving a man who would not love her back. She blinked a few times, trying to clear her watering eyes. Hadn't she cried enough over him already? She'd said that she would move on. Too bad her heart wasn't going to let her do it so easily.
She shifted a little, stretching her legs out. And felt the bed shift again when she was still. Frowning, she started to roll onto her back, but stopped short when a hand crept around her, resting lightly on her stomach.
"Kane?" She almost could not say his name.
"You were sleeping. I did not want to wake you," his voice was soft, low. She closed her eyes.
"How did you…" She didn't finish. What did it matter? He was here, that was the important thing. "I didn't think you were going to come."
Kane shifted, moving closer, pressing against her back. "I was not going to. But…" he sighed. "I could not stay away."
Shay uttered a weak, choked laugh. His hand was still on her stomach, lightly rubbing. "I'm…glad." She finally managed to say. She put her hand on top of his.
"Shay…" Kane's voice had dropped to a whisper. "I was miserable without you."
"Yeah?" She took a deep breath. "You're not just…saying what you think I want to hear?"
She felt him shift again. He propped himself up on an elbow to look down at her in the darkness. "No. I mean it." He stopped and seemed to think for a moment. "I pushed you away. Because I thought that was what was best for you. I am not an easy man to know, to be with. And I wanted to hurt you too. Before you would hurt me."
"I wasn't going to…"
"Shay…" He stopped her protest. "You would not do it on purpose. The way that I hurt you. Seeing you with Rob hurt me. Seeing you with any other man hurt me. Seeing you sharing yourself with them hurt me. Because I thought that was something that I would never have."
"Oh." Shay frowned thoughtfully. "You were jealous."
"Yes." At least he wasn't going to try to deny it. "I know how I am, Shay. I've had to live with my…problems…my whole life. I did not want you to have to live with it too." He put his palm flat on her stomach. "I did nothing to deserve being with you. I did nothing to earn your trust. But you gave it to me anyway."
Shay kept quiet. She didn't know what to say.
"I never meant for this to happen," He said softly.
"What? Getting me pregnant?" Shay asked, baffled. Neither of them had meant for that to happen. He couldn't take the all the blame on that one.
"No…yes, that too, but…" he sighed, frustrated when he couldn't form the words. "I never meant for it to go so far…I thought I could just…"
"Use me?" Shay offered.
She felt him stiffen, and smiled in the darkness. "Yes. Use you. Maybe you would use me. Until you got tired of putting up with my…issues. I did not think it would, that I would…"
"That you would what?" Shay asked.
"I…it was not just about sex anymore. That's all it had ever been…for me." He finally admitted. Shay rolled onto her back, looking up at him. She could barely make out the outline of his features. "When I am with you, it is more than just…physical."
Shay reached up and touched his jaw with one finger, letting it trail down his neck and back up. "You're not going to…push me away again are you? I'm not going to wake up tomorrow and this is all some kind of hormone induced dream?" She asked softly.
"I want to be with you Shay." Was his simple answer.
"Hmm…" She ran her fingertip over the curve of his lower lip, feeling his intake of breath. "Prove it. Show me."
"I do not want you to think I am using you again, Shay," He said, regret coloring his every word. Shay smiled.
"How can you be using me if I ask you to do it?" She speculated. "Kane, will you make love to me?"
"Shay…"She could feel him shaking his head.
"Please Kane…" She smiled as she said it. That was as close to begging as she was ever going to get. "I want you to make love to me. I want you to show me what you can't make yourself say."
He didn't protest again. Instead he lowered his head, hesitated, and brushed her lips with his. As if he was expecting her to push him away, to deny him.
Shay was not going to do that. She held her palm to his cheek, urging him on. When his tongue flicked out, she sighed against his mouth, parting her lips for him. He kissed her softly, slowly. She could sense him holding back, still afraid of a rejection he thought he had earned.
She kissed him back, using her tongue against his, drawing him farther in. He moaned, finally giving in to her, kissing her deeply.
There was no hurry. No rushing. He took his time, kissing her until she was breathless. His hand slid up her body, fingers stroking her neck, her cheek. Shay kissed him then moved away from him, smiling a little at his sound of disappointment.
She wasn't going far. She stood by the bed and shrugged out of her robe, letting it fall to the floor. Even in the dark, she could feel his eyes watching her. She climbed back into the bed, snuggling against him. Kane wrapped his arms around her, hugging her close. He was bare-chested; his skin was warm against her breasts, her stomach. He was wearing a pair of shorts. Shay slipped a hand under the waistband and tugged at them.
Kane reluctantly let go of her and stripped the shorts off. He gathered her in his arms again, laying full length against her, letting her feel all of him. His mouth sought hers for another slow kiss. Shay stroked his back; the smooth skin under her palm was warm, soft.
Kane broke the kiss, letting his mouth trail down her chin to her neck. Shay sighed and tilted her head back, giving him better access. His hand slid down to cup her rear, holding her tight against his body as he nibbled his way down her throat.
His tongue flicked out to trace her collarbone then he shifted, sliding down a little. Lying on his side, he moved his hand over her side, her ribs. When his fingers touched her breast, Shay moaned softly. He slipped his fingers over her nipple, feeling it harden at the contact. Shay arched into him, murmuring softly as he brought his mouth to her.
He gently sucked her nipple into his mouth, then let it go. His tongue traced the hardened peak, drawing another low moan from her. He rubbed her nipple across his lower lip, the sucked on it again, letting his tongue graze the tip.
Kane released her, tilting his head to kiss the sensitive skin on the underside of her breast. Shay stroked his head, losing herself in the feel of his mouth on her body, of his hand sliding over her skin. He paused on her stomach, hand flat, as if he still couldn't accept the reality of what she had told him.
Kane eased her onto her back and leaned over her, his mouth still tasting her skin, kissing her stomach. He delved his tongue into her navel, making her jerk back with a throaty laugh. His hand finally slid down, over her hip, until he was stroking the smooth skin of her inner thigh. Shay relaxed, opening herself up to him, biting her lip in anticipation of feeling him touch her.
She whimpered when he parted her, his fingers finding her clit and gently stroking it. Her hips moved against his hand as he touched her, rocking slowly back and forth. He moved so that he was between her legs, not stopping in his slow caress. His mouth brushed her inner thigh, his teeth nipped her gently. Shay moaned, fighting the urge to squeeze her legs together. He'd found another ticklish spot.
He finally moved his head, spreading her folds with his hand. The first touch of his tongue to her clit was electrifying. Shay's body arched as she tried to press herself against his mouth. Kane held her down with one hand on her lower stomach and continued to tease her, flicking his tongue over the tight bud, stroking it. Shay gasped, reaching down to touch him, to feel him as he sent shockwave after shockwave through her body.
Kane took her hand in his, threading their fingers together. Shay squeezed, hard, as another one of those waves rolled through her, making her feel as if she were on fire. She had never felt anything like it.
She tugged on his hand, trying to pull him up, before she finished against his mouth. She wanted him to be inside her. She wanted to feel him, all of him, wanted him to feel exactly what he was doing to her.
Kane let himself be pulled, crawling forward until he was above her. "Shay…" His voice was rough with need. Shay pulled him down until he was pressing against her, his hands keeping most of his body weight from crushing her. She stroked his arms, feeling his biceps tremble.
"Show me, Kane…" She said softly. He groaned and ducked his head to kiss her. She could feel his cock probing at her, seeking. The head slipped into her folds, getting lubricated by her own wetness. He positioned himself, the head pressing into her entrance, and broke the kiss.
Shay wrapped her legs around his waist, frowning when he didn't take that as his cue to move. "Kane?" her voice was a throaty whisper. She ran her hands up his shoulders, then back down, re-exploring his arms.
"Shay…" He dipped his head down, pressing his lips to hers again. She kissed him back, tasting herself on his lips. Kane broke the kiss and slid his lips along her cheek. To her ear. His tongue flicked out, playing with her earlobe. "I love you Shay."
Her gasp of shock turned into a loud moan as he finally pushed his hips forward, slowly entering her, filling her. He did not rush. He stroked into her with torturous slowness, withdrawing almost completely before entering her again. Shay lost herself in the feel of him, the press of his hips against hers, the throbbing of his cock inside her.
She heard him moan against her ear, the sound sending another one of those heat waves through her body. Holding on to his shoulders, she slowly rocked her body in time with his, finding his rhythm and matching it.
When the first shocks of her orgasm hit, Shay dug her nails into his skin, saying his name. It was powerful, breaking over her in wave after wave of intense sensation. Kane held himself still inside her, feeling her body convulse under him, letting himself go with her over the edge. He throbbed against her inner walls, feeling her milk him, straining at his last thrust to go even deeper into her.
Mindful not to crush her, Kane semi-collapsed on top of her and held most of his weight on his elbows. Shay slowly stroked his back, catching her breath, feeling his heartbeat against her chest.
Kane muttered and rolled to his side, pulling out of her. Shay groaned at the loss and smiled when he pulled her against his side, cuddling her against his big body. She kissed his chest then rested her head against his shoulder. "When I wake up, you'd better be here," She said softly. She felt more than heard his chuckle. He stayed awake and held her long after she had gone to sleep, listening to her slow steady breathing in the dark room.