Page 13 of His Perfect Little Heirs

Maybe I should go a little lower.

Test the depth…

Don’t do it, Bronson.

I smirk. Rolling the bike lower until I get to her lovely folds, the image of my bike getting wedged between them, spinning the tyre over her clit to get out of—

“Don’t you dare,” she murmurs huskily.

“Good morning, baby,” I say, sliding up from where I was playing with my boy to look his mum in the face.

Her near-black hair lies across her lips and chin, a perfect addition to her olive skin. Like, mine. We’re both tanned. Me: half-Sicilian. Her: half-Egyptian. Our boy will probably be tanned, too.

“You look beautiful.” She cocks an eye open, a brilliant amber orb glowing in the gathering sunlight. Exhausted, she scrunches her face up.

Stunning.

My beautiful distraction.

Every damn morning.

Every damn night.

My baby having my baby.

As I watch her, imagining our baby growing inside her, my cock expands along my leg. No one gets me harder than Shoshanna. Just the sight of her makes me ache.

“I’m so tired.” She sighs heavily. “God,this pregnancy. It’s zapping everything from me. I can’t even think.”

I think you’re wondrous, baby.

Thank you for doing all the hard work.

“Sleep then.” I trail the curve of her full tits with my hand, resisting the urge to bounce them around, and, instead, I head south. “I’ll fuck you so gently, you’ll—”

“No.” She shoves me away from her and slides to the edge of the bed, pulling the sheet with her as she goes.

I frown, straightening on the mattress. “Where are you going? You said you were tired. Get your arse back here—”

“Myfatarse.”

Anger simmers inside me when she covers her luscious body with the sheet.

She calls over her shoulder. “I’m fat, and you’re using me like a damn mountain range.”

Don’t say that, baby.

“I love mountains.” I try to keep my voice even, but her insecurities never sit calmly inside my mind. “Hills. Ranges. You remember our lookout, baby?” The place we went to love each other when we were teenagers. There is nowhere I’d rather be than on a dirt track with my boys and my girl.”

Sadness sits on her lips. “Sure.”

Fuck this.

I jump to my feet and follow her into the bathroom. She is agitated as all hell, so I give her as much space as my cravings will allow. Grabbing my toothbrush, I get started on cleaning my pearly whites.

She stares at her reflection with disdain, and I hate it. Heat builds inside me. I want to warn her to stop looking at the girl I love like that.

I don’t like it, baby.

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