She doesn’t say anything for a couple minutes. I almost plead with her to tell me when she opens her mouth and lets out two words.
“I’m pregnant.”
“When, did, how, what?” I ask in shock.
“Listen, Maverick and I were trying to get pregnant for years and it never happened. When we were at my mom’s, we had sex. I’m assuming that’s when it happened, since we haven’t been together since. I’m shocked but happy about it, but I’m also scared that this means you won’t want to be with us anymore,” she stammers out.
“You still want to be with me even though you now have the baby you both have always wanted growing inside of you?” I rasp out.
She gives me a look like that was a stupid question. “Of course, I do. We aren’t with you for convenience or because Maverick wants to know what it’s like to be with a man. We want you because you’re you. I want this with you, and I hope this doesn’t change your mind about being with us. I know it’s a lot and not what you were expecting. I would hate it if you didn’t want this, but I will also understand.”
I grab her and pull her onto my lap so she’s straddling me. “This isn’t some passing thing for me. I want you and Viking both. Sure, this is unexpected; but we will figure this out along the way. I don’t want to give you guys up.”
She smiles at my words, and the look on her face makes her look stunning.
I pull her into me for a kiss that she eagerly accepts.
When she starts grinding down on me, I grab her hips to help her along. My cock is rock hard and aching to get in on the action, but it’s too soon for anything like that.
Plus, I think that the first time we do anything more without clothes, all three of us should be together.
When she pulls away, she’s breathless. “We have to stop. I don’t want to, but if we keep going then I won’t want to stop, and Mav needs to be here.”
“I agree,” I rasp.
She smiles softly at me. I want to make sure she never stops doing that.
Let’s face it, I’m bound to mess up at some point; I’m only human, but I really do want something long term with Viking and her.
When I first saw them, I had a feeling they would be something important to me. Every day, I’m more and more crazy about Viking and Ana.
“Let’s eat,” I say and smack her lightly on the ass.
She opens her mouth in shock, but I don’t miss the heat in her eyes. Fuck me, she liked that.
I throw my hands up. “Okay, no more touching until Viking gets home.”
She swallows hard. “Good idea.”
I can barely taste what she made, fully aware of the sexual tension in the room.
The night drags on and, when it’s time for bed, she pulls me into the room and asks me to lay with her.
There’s no way I can tell this woman “no.” I strip down to my boxers when she’s getting ready in the washroom and wait for her. I don’t know if she has a side of the bed or anything since I have never spent the night in bed with her.
“Which side do you sleep on?” I ask, gesturing to the bed.
“I sleep in the middle but, when Viking and I shared a bed, he slept on the left,” she says.
“Okay,” I say, moving to the right side of the bed.
I pull her into my arms as we lay on our sides.
“Did you tell Viking yet about the baby?” I ask as I place a hand on her stomach. I know I can’t feel anything, but I’m just in awe of a life growing inside of her right now.
“No. I wanted to do it in a cute way, but I haven’t thought of anything yet. I was too stressed worrying about how you were going to handle the news,” she admits.
“We can think of something together. Soon though because he’s going to notice,” I tell her.
