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Pulling back, my breath fanned against her lips. Crystal blue eyes lit with fiery want swallowed me whole. A steady tic in my jaw started as I stared down at her.
“I could live inside you. Do you know that?” I said lovingly in her ear.
“Prove it,” she crooned.
“I could, but I’d rather look at the test results. So come on, up we go.”
I stood and pulled her from the bed. Her eyes widened in outrage.
“Seriously? You’d rather look at some stupid pee stick than fuck me?”
Shaking my head at her bratty attitude, I smirked. “You said to teach you a lesson. We’ll call this one restraint. Let’s put these away for a minute.”
I once more tweaked her nipples, making her cry out before I pulled her T-shirt over her head. Then I grabbed her hand and pulled firmly toward the bathroom. She dug her heels in.
“Lev, no. I’m not ready.”
“Well, I’d say you have six steps at most to get yourself there. It’s time to see what our future holds. I’m hoping it screams pregnant. We’ll call a family meeting and pass the stick around.”
“And my brother will find the nearest blade and drive it into your beautiful cock first before he guts you.”
“Oh, whose do you think he’ll go for? Kinsley’s or Ivan’s?”
“I’m serious. He’ll kill you.”
“He won’t, but keep telling yourself that. Will he have to be held back? Sure, but I’m ready. I’ve been preparing and have a speech ready to go.”
She pouted and crossed her arms over her body. “Where’s Alek when you need him? You’re bullying me.”
“And you’re being a brat. We can absolutely go get him, though. How long do you think it will take to convince Kinsley to join us?”
“Join us? For what?” she asked, confused.
“On the baby-making train. You could have my son growing inside you. You know the one who will marry—”
“Stop, it’s not funny.”
Her eyes filled with tears, and she refused to budge. I thought about just going in and seeing for myself, but I wanted to do this together. A rush of emotions hit as I stared at her.
My mind raced with excitement. The thought of her being pregnant and the joy of it all was unreal. A small part of me was apprehensive, though. What if it was negative? That thought sent a surge of disappointment through me.
It was a surprisingly powerful emotion, revealing how much I wanted this. I gulped. Without thinking, my hand trailed down her arm and moved to touch her stomach under the T-shirt. I traced the expanse of smooth flesh.
The idea of her carrying my child, of it growing inside her right at that moment, sent goosebumps across my arms. She placed her hands over mine. My heart swelled with hope and longing.
“God, I hope you’re carrying my child.”
She leaned into me and snuggled her head against my body. Her hands wrapped around my waist and she heaved.
“I’m so scared.”
The words came out all muffled, and I held her tight. My expression softened, and I pushed her head back and cupped her cheek.
“I know, princess. But you’re not alone. I’ll be with you every fucking step of the way. Every craving you have, I’ll fulfil. Every—”
“Liar. I’m craving your cock and you denied me already.”
I threw my head back and laughed. “How about if I promise to give it to you as soon as we look at the results?”
