Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33462 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33462 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
That was on me. I should’ve made sure she’d eaten. I wanted to kick my own ass for not seeing to all her needs.
“You need breakfast, sunshine,” I growled.
“It can wait until Ellery is done.”
Whiskey took one look at my face and practically lunged across the room. “Thanks. But you should get some food.” He carefully lifted Porter from her arms, nodding toward the spread at the bar. “You want him back after, you’re more than welcome.”
Sadie lit up, and her voice was pure sunshine. “I’m happy to help with the kids anytime.”
Yeah, well, she was about to have her hands full making her own.
I curled my fingers around hers and led her to the cooking area where a massive spread covered the bar.
“Pancakes?” I asked, already grabbing a plate.
“Sure. Oh—and one of those cinnamon rolls? They look amazing.”
I set one next to her pancakes. “Stone’s old lady, Britta, bakes them. Damn good, but they don’t hold a candle to yours.”
Sadie giggled. “Those are Marcy’s. You’ve never had my cinnamon rolls.”
I leveled her with a look. “You sure about that?” My voice dropped. “Pretty sure I’m addicted to your cinnamon taste, sunshine.”
Her cheeks flushed a deep pink, and she gave me a shy little smile. “I don’t know. Maybe you should try it again. Just to see if your theory is correct.”
My cock throbbed. I was two seconds from forgetting breakfast altogether and bending her over the damn counter. But she needed to eat, and it was my job to make sure she did.
After piling more food on her plate, I walked her to the table and set it down in front of her.
“Eat,” I ordered, my voice low and rough.
She glanced up, and when she caught the heat in my eyes, she blushed all over again. “You’re not hungry?”
I leaned down, brushing my lips against her ear. “Starving, sunshine. But not for food.”
Her breath hitched, and my restraint fought the bands of my control.
The second her plate was clean, I stood, scooped her up, and tossed her over my shoulder. Her surprised squeal made every cell in my body light up.
I didn’t say a damn word on the way back to my room. I was too focused. Too far gone.
I carried her to the bed and dropped her onto the edge of the mattress. She let out a breathless giggle, and the sound was so fucking sweet it made my chest ache.
“I can’t tell you how many times I’ve pictured you here,” I rasped, letting my fingers trail under her shirt. “In this bed. Our bed.”
She laughed softly. “I’m kind of surprised how easily I slept with you wrapped around me all night. I’ve had a little bit of claustrophobia ever since I was six and got caught in a kiddie ride at the carnival. It was in a tunnel and so dark that I felt as though I was in there forever, even though my parents told me afterward that it only took about five minutes to rescue me.”
I stroked my thumb across her cheek. “I’m so fucking sorry that happened to you, sunshine.”
“It was a long time ago, and being with you seems to be helping more than anything else ever has.” Unwavering trust shone from her blue orbs. “You make me feel so safe.”
“Thank fuck because I’m not letting you go.” I yanked the shirt over her head and tossed it aside. “You’re better than every filthy dream I’ve ever had.”
She sucked in a breath, her chest rising fast, tits straining against the thin lace of her bra. My gaze locked on the soft swells, and I watched them jiggle with each breath she dragged in. Her sky-blue eyes—bright and flushed with heat—stared up at me like I was the only man in the world.
My hand slid to her stomach, palm flattening against the soft skin. “I knew I wanted you to have my kids. But then I saw you holding that baby—and now all I can think about is flipping you onto this mattress and fucking you full until you’re round with mine.”
My eyes drifted up to meet her sky-blue pools, and satisfaction roared through me when I saw anticipation swirling with hot desire.
I slipped my hands to her waistband and tugged her pants and panties down in one smooth motion until she was bared to me. Then I ran my palms back up her thighs, spreading her open wide.
“Lie back,” I murmured, voice low and rough as I reached up to unhook her bra. “Let me see you.”
She did as she was told, and when the bra came off, her perfect tits bounced free.
“You were made for me, sunshine.” I slid my thumb across a stiff peak, my dick throbbing when she shuddered. “Made to take me. To be bred by me. And once I put my baby in you, sunshine…you won’t just feel mine—you’ll look it, too.”