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My cock thickens inside her, and my hands roam freely over her bump and up to her soft, heavy tits. I’ll never tire of this, feeling her delicate body against my solid one, and the thought of spending another night away from her and our baby, hell, even from Bryce has anxiety building in my stomach.

For some odd reason, I just lie there, my cock as deep as it will go while she remains asleep, and the feeling of us being so connected at such a vulnerable time has every cell inside me swelling with pride. They’re mine to protect forever.

I place a gentle kiss on her shoulder, and she mumbles in her sleep. The need to reassure her has my body pulling taut as I nuzzle into her hair with a softness normally absent from me.

“Shh, it’s okay, baby. I’m here.”

Does she dream of him? And the two of them in this very bed. A surge of jealousy consumes me, and when my eyes lock on to the photo beside her bed, anger slithers through my bloodstream.

They’re mine now.

And nobody will take them away from me.

Not even George Fanzio.

GIA

An arm tightens across my chest, and it takes a moment for me to realize who it belongs to.

Reed.

The man who, in the space of a little over two weeks, has taken over my life in every sense of the word. He’s become a fixture in our baby’s future, a part of my daily plans, and as he thrusts his hips against my ass, I realize he’s consumed me too. His cock is wedged inside me, but something tells me he’s still asleep, and I smile against my pillow at the thought of how obsessed he truly is.

His lips suck on the back of my neck, and I glance over my shoulder to witness his bright-green eyes sparkling back at me with mirth.

“I thought you were asleep.” I smile back dreamily.

“My cock was stirring.” He thrusts against me for emphasis.

“Do you wake up like that every morning?” I bite into my lip to stifle my growing smile, already knowing his answer.

“Of course. But I don’t wake up inside anyone’s pussy. Not like this.” He thrusts again.

“That’s reassuring.” I giggle.

His eyes narrow. “For some reason, I like to be connected to you.”

“I’ve noticed,” I deadpan.

Then he nuzzles against me, and goosebumps break out over my skin. “We have the baby scan today.” He smiles into my neck while his thumb strokes over my peaked nipple, making me slick with need.

“We do,” I pant out, and he thrusts again.

He strokes over my tender bud again, circling it, then squeezes my plump flesh before repeating the motion. His movements are slow and calculated, and a need builds inside me only he can satiate despite showing no intention of.

“I can’t wait for your milk to come in,” he breathes into my ear, causing me to shiver. “I’m going to lick it from all around here.” His finger circles the tip of my nipple. “While you beg my cock to fill you.”

I push back against him, and he grunts.

“Then I’ll open my mouth and let you see the milk on my tongue.”

My eyes roll as I push against him, and he remains still, his solid length hitting me deep inside.

“Letting it drip from me.” He pinches my nipple, and my pussy tightens. “All warm like my cum.”

I erupt around him, and my body takes over the need inside me, and when his hot cum splashes the inside of my walls, I cry out in pleasure.

“Good girl,” he croons from behind me. “Good girl for taking what you need and letting me fill you.”

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