His cock’s no longer inside me, which is a shame, but we didn’t move in the middle of the night. I slept like this—held firmly in his arms—and it’s so comfortable.
Man, it’s going to suck when I have to sleep without him.
“Breakfast,zaya?”
“Will I never be your minx again?”
He snorts. “You’re always mykoketka.”
I squirm then hiss when a wave of soreness makes itself known to me. “How can it hurt when I just lay there and let you do all the work?”
His amusement has me pinching his side. “It’s new.”
“More like audacious.”
“We have plenty of time to get you addicted to coming around my cock.”
My cheeks instantly burn with heat. “I couldn’t.”
“Last night?”
I nod.
“You were too tired.” He tsks. “You have to push me, don’t you?”
I bite his shoulder. “Yes.”
He squeezes my ass but doesn’t chide me. I’malmost sad that he doesn’t. Then, I’m not. And we just lie there. Sleepy and dozing and together.
It’s actually rather lovely.
“You didn’t ask if I was on birth control.”
“You are on the shot.”
I bite him again. “Stalker.”
Less lovely.
“Yourstalker.”
“Isn’t bribing a doctor illegal?”
“Bribing anyone is illegal,” he dismisses.
“Jerk.”
“Your jerk. I had to make sure you were receiving the best medical care.”
“If you dig that hole any deeper, we’ll be honeymooning in Australia. You’re lucky that I’m used to having zero privacy.”
When my stomach growls, he buries his nose in my hair. “I’m sorry,katyonok.”
“You’re not forgiven.” I’m not that annoyed. Honestly, I figured he had to know. No way would he let me get pregnant in our current situation.
“One day?”
“One day.”
