Chapter 16

SCARLET

My body is warm and tingly. Thane is licking my pussy, and I’m seconds away from a phenomenal orgasm. It’s taken a while to get here. I still can’t be restrained, but Thane’s adapted. His thumb strokes my clit as he plunges a finger inside my warmth. The tingles spread throughout my body as I skyrocket into the fastest orgasm I remember having in a long time. Being thirty weeks pregnant, I’m already feeling like a heavy hippo. Thane works my body like a violin making the sweetest music.

Thane leans up and suckles my breast. “I can’t wait to watch my son nurse on these.”

“You’re such a perv.”

He pulls me on top of him as I slide his erection between my legs into my wet sex. “You like my pervy side.”

“Oh, I do. You’re a sexual prodigy the way you make me come every single time.”

“I live to please you.”

I laugh. “Get to work.”

“You’re the one on top. Be the boss.”

My heart fills with joy at the thought of Thane’s words and how far our relationship has come. I never imagined having a life with Thane that made me feel like his partner. In every way, outside of his business, we’re a team. He pushes inside me. I’m stretched to the limit by his massive erection, velvet covered steel.

Thane growls. “Move, damn it.”

With each back-and-forth movement, I am overcome with pleasure, feeling the stretch as he pushes up with his cock. “Oh…”

“My turn.” He gently rolls me to the side and pulls out.

I pout at the loss of his cock.

“Just changing position.”

He kneels and pulls me up on my hands and knees, moving behind me. “I love your ass.”

“Again. Perv.” My smile radiates across my face as my joy increases.

He slaps my ass and groans. “I love to watch it blush when I smack it.”

“Well, I love to come, so get on with it.”

“Yes, ma’am.” He wraps his arm around my belly and puts his other hand around my breast. He finds my warmth with his length and plunges inside in a long, smooth stroke. “This is heaven.” His hand moves between tweaking my nipple and rubbing my clit, caressing my swollen belly as he goes back and forth. “I hope these tits stay this big.” I laugh and he interrupts. “I know. Perv.”

The sensations swirl around my body: love, lust, demand. His touch has me on edge, ready to come. It’s glorious. “I’m so close.”

“Get there, Red.”

His command is all I need as I arch my back feeling my sheathe spasm around his cock, I explode. A symphony of sensation brings me to the pinnacle of perfection as I fall into a perfect climax. Chanting his name, he finds his release and cries out my name.

He holds me gently, nuzzling my neck as we both shift to the side, waiting for our heart rates to settle. Jumping out of bed, he runs for the bathroom, bringing back a warm washcloth to clean me. He finishes his ministrations and kisses me on the forehead. “Wystan will pick you up in an hour. He’ll be waiting for you at eleven for lunch and then take you to the hospital at one. If you have any issues, you call me.”

I’ve gotten to know Wystan better since the kidnapping. He’s been a friend as well as my protector since Thane’s gone back to being his brother’s number two. He’s quieter than Thane and always seems to have his head on a swivel, like danger is only a moment away..

He starts to get up and shifts back down, pulling me into an embrace. “In fact, text me when you leave the condo, get to school, leave school...”

I raise my hand to his scruffy face. “Yes, sir. I’ll just text a lot.”

THANE

Scarlet has texted throughout the day. It’s weird being without her all day. My cock twitches thinking about the orgasms I’m going to give her when I see her tonight. Papa and Cynric decided it was time for me to return to all my duties, including security for Cynric and Isabella.

I’m standing in Isabella’s doctor’s waiting room. She and Cynric are at her thirty-seven-week appointment. Women stare at me as I try to occupy my time, glancing around the room. The room is a butter yellow with photos of flowers at eye level around the room. It’s hideous. Red comes here, so the ladies at the front desk recognize me. They were confused when I arrived without my fiancée.

Life’s weird. I’m learning that. Things happen without any rhyme or reason, and Red’s gift to me is the desire to want to ebb and flow better than I have before.

The door opens and my brother and his wife step out as I offer my very best fake smile. “Where to?”

Cynric holds Isabella closer than when they went in. I get it. I’m a possessive guy, too.

“Hospital.”

“The baby is coming now?”

Isabella nods as sound rushes to my ears from my brain.

Cynric speaks Russian and says something about my job and then some person.

I should have been paying attention, so I have to ask. “He?”

“My son, dumbass.”

I push open the door and walk us to the curb as Saxon pulls up. I get them both inside and climb in the passenger seat. “Get to the hospital now, Saxon.”

We pull up to the Maternity entrance as I jump out and open the door. We walk in and I growl at the woman behind the desk. “She’s having a baby. She needs a wheelchair.”

Isabella speaks softly. “I’m fine, Thane. Women have babies every day.”

“Not my sister, she doesn’t.”

The nurse walks over to talk to Isabella. They’re talking about her contractions, and I see the calendar on the wall. Turning to Cynric, I growl. “Isn’t this baby early?”

He nods. “About two weeks. Totally fine, brother.”

The nurse pushes Isabella’s wheelchair as Cynric walks with them. My phone vibrates and I realize I haven’t checked my phone. My jaw drops as I read.

“Fuck!” I walk around the corner in front of Cynric and Isabella in the wheelchair and run into Wystan. “What the fuck?”

He nods. “She said not to call.”

I turn my head to Cynric and he nods to Wystan. He’ll take my place so I can focus on this mess. I growl at Wystan. “Since when do you ignore my instructions?” I don’t wait for an answer as my eyes drift to Red, sitting in a wheelchair with a nurse. I run over. “What happened?”

The nurse flicks her head between us.

I give a fake smile. “I’m her husband.”

Red’s head snaps to me, and luckily, she doesn’t argue.

“Your wife has been vomiting, and she’s dehydrated. We’re going to admit her.”

We turn the corner as Isabella’s room curtain shifts. Cynric, Saxon, and Isabella are watching us walk down the hallway. Red glances up at me. “What?”

“My family. The cat’s totally out of the bag now.” We told her grandmother and Mrs. Abashin, but I’ve kept it from Papa and my brothers, except Wystan. I just didn’t want to share it yet.

Wystan catches up, and I growl. “You should have called. I’m the boss. Go back and take care of them. I’ve got this.”

Wystan shakes his head. “Cynric said stay with you.”

We step into a room, and I pull Red out of the chair, holding her in my arms.

The nurse snorts. “She needs to change.”

I nod. “Into what?”

She flicks her hand to the large cabinet. “There are gowns. She needs to put one on.”

Wystan raises his hand. “I’ll be in the hallway.” His eyes focus on the nurse. “Join me.”

Her body bristles at his command, but she heads out the door with him.

I set her down on the side of the bed as I go retrieve a gown. She looks so small and pale on the bed. Her hand covers her mouth like she’s going to be sick, and I grab the basin on the counter, setting it in front of her. “I’m sorry, Red.”

She shrugs. “I’m sorry you’re mad and me and Wystan.”

“He should have called.”

“Yeah. But I knew you were busy and you’d get here.”

I stare at the door and try to remember when Wystan became so quiet.

A half an hour later, the internist walks in.

I look around him. “Where’s her OB?”

He flicks through her chart. “She’ll be here soon.”

“How are you feeling Mrs. Bravikov?” He lifts his head to the IV. “We’re giving you fluids and anti-nausea medication. I’m hoping this is a virus and not food poisoning.”

Red grabs the basin and vomits on cue.

“She can’t keep anything down.”

“We’ll give it a little longer and see if it starts to help.”

The door opens and a dark-haired nymph enters the room with my brother close on her heels. “I’m sorry. Your regular OB is in a delivery. So, you get me. I’m Dr. Dominguez.” She approaches the bed. “We’re going to do an ultrasound to check on the baby.” She sifts through papers on her clipboard. “No bleeding?”

Red shakes her head. “No.” She reaches for the basin and dry heaves.

The pixie frowns. “That won’t do.” She turns her head to the internist. “Call in a dose of fifty milligrams of Meclizine.”

He sighs. “I was going to do it.”

“Well, run along and do it now. She’s miserable.”

He steps out of the room as she moves to the bed. “I’ll go get it if someone’s not back soon.” She pats Red’s hand. “First baby?”

She nods. “Yeah.”

She puts her stethoscope to Red’s chest. “Breathe for me.”

Red breathes in and out. The doctor checks her pulse and smiles. She puts the stethoscope against her abdomen. “Nice rhythm. Do you know what you’re having?”

I answer. “Yes. A boy.” The image of the ER room in the Outer Banks flashes through my brain.

“Great.” She pats Red’s hand. “Baby’s heart rate is steady at a hundred and forty-eight beats per minute. That’s perfect.” She smiles at both of us and turns, stopping still in front of Wystan. Her smile dips at the steamy look on my brother’s face. “Uh. Hello?”

He smiles. It’s a real smile, not one of his fake ones used to throw us off. “Hi.”

She casts a glance back to us. “I’ll make sure that medication is coming.” She walks out as Wystan stares.

“Wystan?”

My brother is slow to respond. “What?”

“You like her?”

He scoffs. “Who wouldn’t? She’s a goddess.”

Chucking, Red swipes at my arm. “Another one bites the dust.”

I cock my head at the woman I love, and she smirks. “You act like it’s a bad thing.”

I kiss her hand. “No. You’re the very best thing, and if he can find someone who makes him as happy as you make me, I’m all for it.”