“I-I’m okay,” I croak, and he shakes his head just as I hear, “Clark?!” and I turn and see my brother running my way.
“She’s alright, brother, I tackled the bitch that was strangling her while Belle stood in shock,” Miles grunts just as screams echo, and we look to see Dr. Lavish looking crazy as she tries to get to me, and I frown.
“Surely t-this can’t just be because of you,” I stutter.
“It isn’t,” Crash says, “Trick and I have been looking into her for months. When she arrived, she’d just been discharged from a mental facility but managed to hide it. She latches onto people, mainly men, and doesn’t care if they are married and attacks whoever goes near them, trying to claim the man. Unfortunately, she latched onto Trick.”
“Can I hit her?” I mutter, and Miles sighs and denies, “No, buttercup, you need to think of the baby.”
“Spoilsport,” I grunt, and my brother chuckles just as Amber says, “Clark, sweetie, Hannah from OB is heading to bay three to do an ultrasound, head on over.”
I nod but wince at the pain in my neck, and Miles growls as he wraps his arm around my waist and guides me towards the bay just as I hear, “Crash?” but my brother grunts, “Not now,” and follows us and Amber snaps, “HR, Belle, now!”
I wince but then flinch when I try to swallow.
Fucking Dr. Lavish.
***
“Is she asleep?” I murmur as Miles takes a seat on the couch, then grabs my legs and lifts them onto his lap to start rubbing them.
“Yeah, after five stories this time,” he says, then mutters, “I really hope we’re having a boy. Our daughter just spent twenty minutes before her stories scolding me because I suck at doinghair and need to watch tutorials because apparently I can’t always count on her grammy…”
I snort then laugh and wince at the same time with the pain. Miles chuckles as he leans his head against the couch, and we lock eyes before his eyes go to my neck.
“I’m okay,” I say, and he hums, “I know, I just, that was a shit show.”
I nod, then mention, “But not much of a shit show as my friend telling me sheaccidentallystabbed you with a needle,” as my eyes go to his bandaged hand, “But it wasn’t an accident. She lied to me.”
“I don’t know what is wrong with her lately, Clark, and neither does your brother. They’ve barely spoken, apparently,” Miles says, and I sigh.
“She said she’s been working a lot, having to pay for her mom, and you basically became her punching bag because she didn’t want to blame herself, but I,” I take a deep breath, “I told her she can’t see Willow anymore because she isn’t trusted.”
“So did I,” he admits, and I nod, not surprised. “I’m sorry,” he murmurs, and I half smile.
“As soon as she lets someone help and allows us to pull her out of whatever mess with her mom she doesn’t want help with, we’ll be there for her. I’ll get my friend back then, but for now, we need to put our kids first and she’s unpredictable. This is how she acted when she saw Kodi and I getting closer in high school,” I murmur, and Miles half smiles.
“I’ll stand by whatever you want to do,” he confirms, before he asks, “So how do we go about making sure that baby is a boy?”
I laugh, even though it hurts, I can’t help it as my husband looks at me with love and everything settles deep inside me because I know we will be okay. Unfortunately for my husband, his wish doesn’t come true until after our fourth girl and he finally gets his little boy that will be his mini.
Being trapped with Miles turned out to be the best gift a woman could ever ask for.
Chapter 30
Trick – A Week Later
“Miles!” Clark gasps as she arches her back and throws her head against the pillows. I moan around her clit before sucking the small nub into my mouth hard in pulses as I thrust two fingers into her cunt. I thrust hard and fast I bend them slightly, trying my hardest not to rub my hard fucking cock against the sheets, wanting her tight heat.
We’ve been in Paris for four blissful fucking days, just my wife, myself, and our daughter, and it has been fucking perfect.
Theme parks, touring, you name it, we’ve done it and it has been perfect. Even though Willow is more than ready to go home tomorrow for her ballet classes, having this family time has been needed.
“Come for me, baby, flood my mouth,” I groan against my wife’s clit as she shoves a pillow over her head as soon as I suckher clit into my mouth. Her walls tighten then flutter around my digits, I thrust quicker knowing we don’t have much time before our girl wakes up. She squirts when I place my whole mouth around her pussy. I eagerly lap it up, not wanting to miss any of her sweet nectar.
I don’t stop eating my wife, loving her taste, until she pulls on my hair. I climb up her body before slamming my lips against hers, shoving my tongue into her mouth, making her taste herself. I lift her left leg, thrusting hard and fast, not once taking my lips off hers.
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