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Emilia’s face lights up. “I didn’t get to see the library yet. It’s impressive?”
Reagan nods. “Very. If you like books, you will be in heaven.”
Emilia claps her hands. “I love books. That’s so exciting. My brothers didn’t tell me about the library.”
Claire rolls her eyes. “Well, don’t go thinking they will let you climb on the cool sliding ladders to reach books on the top shelves. They’re like cavemen.”
Reagan reaches back to rub her butt, wincing. “Tell me about it.”
Emilia gasps. “Did Tiago…” She lowers her voice. “…spank you?”
Claire and Reagan start laughing. I fall right in with them. “Oh, man, Emilia… I guess you didn’t know how dominant and controlling your brothers and cousins are.”
Her eyes are wide as she glances around at each of us. “Seriously? They spank you?”
Claire nods. “Nearly every day.” She starts laughing. “And do you want to know what’s even more mindboggling?”
Emilia is still staring, dumbfounded.
I lean forward and admit, “We like it.”
She scrunches up her face. “Thank God I’m related to them. There’s no way I would let a man spank me.”
“Yeah, I used to say that, too,” I admit.
Claire and Reagan nod.
“But then I experienced it…”
Emilia rubs her chin. “Like in books? Like…BDSM books?”
We all nod. “Exactly like that,” I say.
Emilia shifts her attention to Claire. “Is it true you’re already pregnant?”
Claire nods. “Yep. These spanking Wilde men have some sort of barefoot and pregnant fetish.”
“I’d call it a breeding fetish,” Reagan says, rubbing her stomach.
“Wait, you, too?” Emilia asks.
Reagan’s cheeks turn pink. “I haven’t taken a test yet because it’s too soon, but I’m pretty sure.” She cups her breasts. “My tits are sore. Tiago insists they’re already larger.”
Emilia slaps her forehead.
I cover my giggles. “If Dallas has his way, I’ll be pregnant by this time tomorrow.”
“Sheesh. You’re right. There’s something in the water here. I should probably run from this weird mansion and never look back.”
I shrug. “Like you said, you can’t marry your brothers or cousins, so you should be okay.”
Claire taps her lips. “Although… Brody said he has a guy coming to help with renovations at the estate.”
Emilia leans forward. “Who?”
“Uhhh…” Claire looks at me. “What was his name?”
“Haden,” I say.
