Page 64 of Auctioned to the Prisoners

“I really appreciate the work you’ve put in,” Lory says, hungrily eyeing all of Rock’s bulging muscles.

“If you were wondering about Lory’s sexual appetite now that she’s pregnant, it’s off the charts.” James stretches to hold his hand as high as it reaches, and Lory snorts.

“Like you guys give me a moment’s peace.”

“The more of you there is, the more of you I want.” My lips twitch as Lory’s lids lower with arousal. She’s been a little insecure about her body changing, but she has no reason to be. Her curves are spectacular, and the way her body has adapted to create a life has me in a constant state of awe.

“How do you…” Rock’s cheeks heat like a friggin’ virgin.

James chews on a mouthful of rice, grinning as Lory also turns into a tomato. “From behind mostly, or Lory on top. She gets tired, though, so it’s mostly us moving her around.”

“You’re making me sound like a lazy lover,” she snorts. “You try fucking with a watermelon attached to your belly.”

“And two grapefruits attached to my chest.” James lewdly makes big breast shapes over his shirt, and Lory tosses her napkin at his head. If Rock hadn’t noticed her bigger tits, he notices them now. When he sees her nipples for the first time, all big and dark, he’s going to lose his fucking mind.

“What?” He looks between Lory and Rock. “You guys are being weird.”

“We’ve been apart for a lot of months,” Rock says, nodding at Lory like he wants her to know he understands any awkwardness.

“You guys should head upstairs once we’ve finished eating.”

James told me he promised Rock a week of no sharing. Our big friend deserves some time alone with Lory for sure, particularly as there’s a deadline on the sex. She’ll need time to recover after the birth.

“I think we all should.”

I sit up straighter in my chair, pausing with a tamale in front of my mouth. “You sure?”

He nods. “It’s been a while, and it’d be good to watch how you are together before I wade in and do everything wrong.”

“You could never do it wrong.” Lory touches his arm. “You were always gentle.”

“Do you know whose it is?” Rock asks out of nowhere. It takes me a while to figure out he’s talking about the baby.

Lory shakes her head. “We talked about finding out after it’s born, but we didn’t make a final decision because we wanted you to have a say.

“I don’t care.” Rock brings his beer to his lips and takes a long drink, tipping the neck toward me and James once he’s done. “What about you?”

“We don’t care, either, but it might make sense to know, for the birth certificate or medical reasons.”

“And so I can give you a child each.” Lory’s voice is warm, and she rubs her belly affectionately. “Don’t you think it’ll be cool to have a mini-Connor, a mini-James, and a mini-Rock?”

“Colton,” Rock says softly. “If everyone’s making a change, I think I’ll leave Rock behind. Make a fresh start.”

“A mini-Colton,” Lory corrects, smiling. “Maybe I should change my name, too.”

“No way.” James grips the table. “Lory is perfect for you.”

“Really. I always thought it was kind of an odd name.”

“It’s pretty, and it suits you.”

“Sunshine suits her better,” James says, pulling her in for a sweet kiss. She still sings that song to him, but now he sings it back to the baby bump.

“You guys talked about names for the baby?” Colton asks.

“Lory has some ideas.” I smile, thinking about the playful arguments we’ve had over the past few months.

“They’re not sure about my ideas.” She pushes her plate away, and James immediately grabs the tamale, which she’s struggling to squeeze alongside the baby. “I like Sunshine for a girl.”

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