Page 45 of Pucking the Enemy

I frowned. Was he saying that because he meant it, or was he saying that because he didn’t want me to feel bad now that I was pregnant with his child?

“You mean that?” I asked, my voice small.

“I do,” he confirmed. “Now, let’s get you showered and in bed.”

“That sounds dirty.”

“As much as I would love for it to be dirty, I would much prefer that you feel a hell of a lot better before we do that.” As he spoke, he pulled me into his arms.

“So, you want to do that again?” I asked, looking up at him.

“Oh, I fully plan to have you coming on my knot when you feel better. I’ve thought of a million different ways and places I could knot you over the last few weeks. There’s a long list of locations at the pack house I want to explore.” He smirked at me.

Oh.

I cursed my unborn child for making me sick.

A few months pregnant, and they were already cockblocking me.

Chapter 16

Cormac

“You’re looking good, sweetness!” I declared as I pulled her into my arms.

“It’s amazing what a few days of eating properly will do to a girl.” She laughed, hugging me back. I took the opportunity to kiss the top of her hair, inhaling that sweet cola scent that I was quickly getting addicted to.

“What brings you to our humble abode?” I asked. Not that I wasn’t ecstatic that Roman had brought her to our place. The pair of them had been camped out at her dorm for the last twenty-four hours while she regained her strength. I had practically begged to join them, but Phillip insisted we shouldn’t overwhelm Hazel, especially when she wasn’t feeling well.

“I was bribed with homemade burgers stuffed with cheese.” As she peered up at me, her smile was so downright dazzling, it was a punch to the gut.

“Phillip is making cheese bomb burgers again?” I asked excitedly. “I’ve been begging that fucker to make them for weeks.”

“What can I say? I’m just that good, I didn’t even have to ask.”

I huffed, refusing to let her pull away. “I guess I’m going to have to keep you with me if you are the key to getting all the delicious food.”

“You’ll have to let go at some point.”

Turning her in my arms, I leaned down and placed a quick kiss on her lips before pulling back with a grin of my own. She didn’t object to the kiss. In fact, she leaned into it.

Fuck, yes.

Forget about cheese-stuffed burgers. The only thing I wanted to taste was her.

Okay, the burgers were a close second.

“So, what’s the plan for tonight?” I asked, looking over to Roman, who grinned at me.

“Pack night! I’m thinking board games, snacks, takeout dessert…”

Hazel made a little noise of happiness. “That sounds fun,” she said from the comfort of my arms.

“I don’t know,” I whispered, leaning down and nipping lightly at her ear, pleased when she giggled in response. “I’m pretty vicious at board games.”

“Do you have Scrabble?” she asked.

“We do,” Phillip confirmed from behind us. “These two rarely play because they have the vocabulary of drunken toddlers. I happen to enjoy it, though.”

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