Vengeance Aside (Wanted Men 0.5)(75)

Her laugh turned self-conscious and, as she blushed furiously, she cupped his face and kissed him. “I love you for that. Now. Let me finish.” She turned but held his arms around her. “I’m not to tell anyone until it’s clear I’m carrying. We can’t announce any names we might consider. I have to stay away from cats and the dogs.” Her bottom lip popped out in a seconds-long pout. “No clothes, toys, or prep of any kind can be made until after the birth. I can’t cut my hair. And once the baby is here, only those who are familiar to us can see her for the first couple of months.” She looked expectantly at his father. “Did I remember them all?”

He nodded, looking proud, and she clapped as if she was happy.

Lukas peered around to see her face. Okay. She looked really fucking happy. “I have to tell Samuel,” he said absently.

His father shook his head. “He’ll figure it out on his own. There is no rule against that. And if he doesn’t, and it becomes obvious on Dale, your brother will understand.”

Dale patted his hands that were now resting across her navel. “Farah will figure it out before Samuel does. That’ll burn him. I can’t wait.” She was practically buzzing in his arms.

“Of course, she will,” his father said with a sad note in his voice. “I hope you won’t mind her involvement later. As she can’t do this herself, she will likely try to live the experience through you.”

Dale shook her head and all but hopped away. When she turned, her hands were clasped under her chin and she was literally glowing. “I wouldn’t have it any other way. Eek! I’m so excited!” She came back and nearly strangled Lukas with a hug. “It’s like a game. I grew up with no traditions but the ones I saw on TV. A couple of Christmases went by and we didn’t even get a tree, so this is so much fun!”

Lukas met his father’s eyes over her head and got a why-can’t-you-be-more-like-her look that had him smiling. Maybe following their traditions wouldn’t be such a chore after all.

“Lukas and I can talk about everything, though, right?” she clarified with his father.

“Of course.”

“Goody.” After blowing his father a kiss, she dragged her willing husband out of the room and up the stairs.

But when they reached the sanctity of their bedroom, and Lukas tried to keep up with a mouth that motored through plans too quickly for him to retain much, he eventually gave up and stripped the mother-to-be of her hoodie and the bikini.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m no longer comfortable with how tight the fit of that suit is. Circulation is important during pregnancy.”

“Is it,” she drawled with a glint in her eye.

“Yes. Very.”

“So is keeping a pregnant woman happy.”

He gently put her away from him before shedding his clothes in under ten seconds. “Looks like I have my work cut out for me.”

She giggled. “Not really. Pleasing me seems to come pretty naturally to you.”

He then did just that by loving her with his hands, mouth, and a few reverent words. When he saw her thighs trembling, he hooked an arm around her waist and lifted her leg up with a hand behind her knee. Then he sealed her back to the wall and entered her. Perfect fit.

“You were ready,” he said as he sucked at her bottom lip.

“From the minute I saw you.”

They locked eyes. “Liar.”

He lost contact when she dropped her head back because he’d started moving. “Okay.” She pulled her other leg up and wrapped them around his waist. Her arms came around to cradle his head. “It took me a minute to come around, but I’m yours now.”

“You’re both mine.”

She moaned. “God, yes. Forever.”

Wasn’t quite long enough for him, he thought as he brought her across the room and fell onto the bed.

Rather than allowing him to dominate by keeping her beneath him, his sweet but sharp little berry got him onto his back and settled into her favorite place.

Atop her throne where his regal queen was always meant to be.





The End