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“You said anything goes.” I parted her folds and buried my head between her legs, taking my time to lick every inch of her already swollen flesh. Her sweet taste filled my senses, though her muffled cries brought me closer to my own release. I shoved the urge back. This was about her. It had to be.
Her clit hardened, swelling beneath light flicks of my tongue. I alternated lapping and sucking the bundle of nerves, sliding two fingers inside her slick pussy. A shiver wracked her, her legs tightening over my shoulders as she arched, lost in her orgasm. Her muscles clamped down on my fingers and I worked her in smooth thrusts until the last of her tremors stopped and she lay boneless on my makeshift bed.
“Fuck me, that was beautiful.” I straightened her dress, pocketing her panties. “Come on, pretty girl. You can’t sleep here. Someone,” I pressed a kiss to her bump, “might object come morning.”
“I’m good wherever you are,” she mumbled into my shoulder as I lifted her into my arms and carried her through the quiet house to find her room.
She dozed against my chest while I tugged her sheets down, placing her carefully on her bed. Surveying her, black hair spread out over her pillow, her legs curled softly as she rested on her side, I didn’t think I’d ever seen a woman more stunning in all my life.
“Good night, Abby,” I murmured, pressing a kiss to her temple.
She wound her fingers around my wrist and cracked dozy eyes. “Stay with me. I’ve been so alone and you... I’m safe with you.”
My heart thundered inside my chest. “You are safe with me. Let me lock up for the night and I’ll be right back with you.”
She mumbled something incoherent, flapping one arm behind her. I grabbed one pillow from her pile stacked by the bed and tucked it against her lower back as she seemed to like, promising her in murmurs I’d be back with her in a moment.
The house stood quiet; its silence absolute as I walked along the verandah gathering a few things. Flipping the canvas up on my swag to protect against early morning dew dampening my sheets, I locked the back door behind me and made my way back through the house.
Abby purred softly by the time I curled around her body, leaving her space to stretch. Her hands folded around mine over her bump and Bump Junior added a tiny foot—or maybe a fist—to the party.
Did I care she was pregnant from another man—or two? Not a whittle. The girl was obviously in love with two brave men who gave their lives for others' safety. I couldn't resent that, but I could offer whatever protection and comfort she’d take from what I could offer her.
I fell asleep trying to listen to two heartbeats that didn’t belong to me.
Not yet.
CHAPTER SEVEN
ABBY
Idreamed of a darkhaired, faceless man, seeking his warmth and always running. One of those horrid dreams that never ends...until it did. I stopped running, and found my Mister Tall, Dark & Handsome.
When I woke up the next morning, he was still there.
Ruski stretched, one arm wrapped loosely around me as I rested my head on his bare pec, listening to his heartbeat, steady and sure. “Morning, pretty girl.”
