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He grinned, and I felt my stomach sink. He laughed warmly and shook his head. “You are so fucking cute,” he said.
“What?” I said a bit defensively.
“You’re just adorably transparent. All the color just left your face.”
“Well, it’s scary enough to deliver one baby! Now you’re saying I might have two?”
“You have nothing to fear,” he said. “Marley, you’re so strong and willful. You’re soft, but you have a fire in you. I see it all the time. I saw it with Ashton; I saw it when you got help from Curt to save us from the canneries. Baby, you can do anything you set your mind to. And when you can’t, I’m going to be right there holding your hand and getting you through it.”
“If you can even stand to look at me by then,” I said. “If I carry twins, I’ll look like a monster.”
“No, you wouldn’t.”
“Don’t pretend not to think so,” I said. “The stretch marks, the swelling, the weight gain.”
Cole positioned himself over me again so he could more easily look me in the eye, and I looked away. He grabbed onto my chin, holding it between his thumb and forefinger. “Marley,” he said.
I didn’t look at him.
“Marley, you look at me right now,” he said with gentle sternness.
I let my eyes flick up to him. “It would be impossible not to find you the sexiest person alive. Do you understand me?”
“Cole, guys always say stuff like that, and then they don’t mean it,” I said. “Especially when you have women like what’s-her-face from the Georgia Pack—”
“She didn’t interest me then, and she certainly can’t pull my attention from you now,” he said fervently. “Marley, I am not up for grabs. Do you think I’m always going to look like a lumberjack who eats protein powder for breakfast? Of course not. I’m going to get old. I’m going to get a gut. My hair is going to thin and gray—”
“You don’t count because you’re always hot,” I pouted.
He laughed again, leaning down to kiss me. “So are you,” he said. “Do you know what I thought the moment you crashed into me that day we met?”
“‘Who’s this dumb broad?’” I guessed.
“No,” he said, letting go of my chin to flick my nose. “My first thought when you crashed into me and ruined my coffee that day was, ‘Well, this is the best day of my life.’ And guess what?”
“What?”
“It was,” he said with a tender smile. “You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me after my son, and a few pounds and some stretch marks aren’t going to change that. I’m going to love every version of your body while you’re pregnant because I will know you did it for me. For us. I’m going to be obsessed with you. I’m not going to be able to keep my paws off you.”
I forced myself not to smile. “You really mean that?” I asked a little sheepishly.
“Of course I do,” he said. “Your belly, all swollen up with our children...” He closed his eyes as if imagining it. “Your breasts swelling up with the milk that will nourish our pup and help them grow. Your body changing to accommodate the promise of our family, our legacy? The legacy of our pack? Marley, I’m going to love the way you look because of what it means to me.”
“Okay.”
“You believe me?” he asked. “Because I will find a hundred ways to say it to you until you do, sweetheart. I will scour the dictionary to find the words that get through to that beautiful mind of yours so that when you take my cock again and again and again these next few months, you’ll know I won’t toss you aside or reject you when we finally succeed in making a baby together. I want you to know that when I fill you up with my cum, and you hug your knees to make sure it gets into your womb, that it’s something I’m choosing. Something I’m thinking about while I’m away from you, and something that will have me rushing home from work to bury myself inside you.”
My toes curled involuntarily, and I let out a tight little breath, thinking about the dam I'd just broken by telling Cole I wanted to have his baby. I couldn’t decide if I was excited or scared. Maybe a bit of both? I was going to be hard-pressed to find rest for awhile, I was sure of that.
“I believe you,” I finally said.
“Good girl,” he said. “Now...how about we go through with that practice round?”
I let out a little sound and nodded.
He smiled with a little more sharpness, picking up my hand and kissing my palm, letting his tongue flick against the sensitive skin. My breasts piqued again, my nipples becoming firm and pronounced as he slipped one of my fingers into his mouth and suckled on it for just a moment. Still holding my wrist, he guided that hand down the planes of his torso until he placed it on his half-erect cock.
Understanding the part I was to play, I closed my hand around his velvety shaft and started to gently stroke and pump at it. I kept my grip light at first, and as I felt him harden against my hand, I tightened it.
