The Greek's Pregnant Lover

“I’m already there.”

“No, but you will be soon.”

He arched up with his hips and used the steel rod between his legs to caress her intimate flesh.

She arched and cried out as his head brushed right over her swollen clitoris. “I want you inside me!”

“Soon.” Before she had a chance to complain, he grabbed her corselet-covered waist and shifted her so the opening to her body was poised directly where it needed to be. He brought her down and surged up all in one movement, which elicited a scream of pure pleasure from her and a matching agonized groan from him.

Her restraint broke and she started rocking against him with pure intent. He met her thrust for thrust until they climaxed together, their bodies caught in the rigor mortis of la petite mort for long seconds of bliss so complete, his vision went dark at the edges.

She collapsed against his chest, breathing so hard he got a little worried. He immediately started working on the ties of the corselet, getting it off of her faster than he was sure she’d managed to get into it.

The red marks where it had pressed into her skin were sexy, but he shook his head. “No more corselets or corsets, either, not until after the baby is born.”

She fluttered her hand at him, so sated her eyes were mere slits of presleeping exhaustion. “Whatever.”

“Thank you. You give the best gifts.”

try,” she slurred against

by the time he carried her to the bed and tucked her between the sheets, wrapping her

when she tried to sit up. She fell back on the bed, but that didn’t help. Neither did Zephyr’s big arm landing over her

“Ugh…get off, Zee.”

bed, giving her a look of intense inquiry. The man was almost inhuman sometimes. “What

finally

you okay?” His brain seemed to catch up with his mouth and he asked, “What do you

“Morning nausea.”

the bed with entirely too much energy. “I read about that. There are several recommendations, but the most popular is flat ginger ale and soda crackers. I’ve got some in

the kitchen?” she asked,

That’s what is supposed to help. I’ve got the necessary

“Fine.”

gone less than a minute before returning with a small package of saltines and a glass of amber liquid. “Take small

attempt to get out of bed was met with a much more mild form of queasiness. “It

every night, I can make sure you have what you need in the morning to keep

having me available for your nightlong cuddle.” For a man who had

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