" Stroking her belly, he thought about what was growing inside of her. “You want to know what the best part of this is?”
“Tell me,” she whispered.
“You have given me something . . . I didn’t even know I needed. It’s the greatest gift I will ever receive—it’s, like, completing me already in places I wasn’t aware were empty. And yet . . . in spite of all that? I don’t love you one bit more. You are as important to me as you’ve always been.” He curled down and pressed a kiss to the loose shirt she was wearing—it was one of his, actually, and wasn’t that great. “I was wholly bonded to you before this, and will be after this—and forevermore.”
“You’re going to make me cry again.”
“So cry. And let me take care of you. I got this.”
“I love you so much.”
He moved up to her mouth and kissed her once, twice, three times. “Right. Back. Atchu. Now finish feeding and rest—and I’ll have food brought up.”
“No food, please. Not right now. Your strength is all I need.”
Amen to that, he thought.

-Wrath & Beth "

― J.R. Ward , The King (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #12)