Page 141 of Rebel Heart


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Happiness bubbled up inside me.

Kian took his thumb from my mouth and pushed it between us to rub my clit.

With a grin, I pushed him back onto the bed and took over, riding him fast and hard while he pinched the little bundle of nerves that made me want to scream in all the best ways.

“Come with me,” he groaned. “Need to feel your pussy flutter around me. Fuck.”

I was so close. I moaned, grinding over him, taking his cock completely, letting the sensations of knowing he loved me and this baby filter through until it was all I knew.

“Oh!” I came hard, drowning us both in my arousal, as well as his.

My eyes rolled back, fireworks of color exploding behind my eyelids.

We came together like we’d been born to do it.

Like nothing else mattered except the happiness these three men had brought me.

My hand drifted to my belly.

These three men, and the tiny gift they’d given me.

EPILOGUE

REBEL

One Month Later…

Christmas music played over the speakers when we left the OB/GYN’s office. The waiting room was decorated with tinsel and colored lights, and a half-sized tree sat in the corner, traditionally decorated in red, green, and gold. The laughing, inflatable Santa wiggled about in the breeze created by the heating system.

I ignored all of it, too busy staring down at the black-and-white photos the doctor had given us.

Out on the street, Kian hurried us to his truck, and I pulled my jacket tight against the wind.

My belly poked out, though. I hadn’t been able to do it up for a week now. A tiny baby bump getting in the way.

Settled on the back seat next to Vaughn, I passed him the photos.

He studied each one again and again, like something might have changed since they’d been taken ten minutes earlier.

Kian got us on the road to home, but the car was deathly silent.

So silent I couldn’t stand it.

“Somebody say something!” I begged.

Kian’s gaze remained firmly on the road. He’d been like this ever since he’d found out I was pregnant. Driving everywhere at a snail’s pace. It was maddening how long it now took us to get places, but it was pretty sweet too. He cleared his throat.

“Sorry, I’m just mentally planning out all the things I’m going to have to baby proof around the house. She gave us pamphlets, right? And a book recommendation list? Do you think they come in audiobook? I could get through more of them like that.”

Fang reached a hand back to me, and I took it, letting him trail his fingers up and down my palm. “I liked what she said about cloth diapers. Do you think we could do that?”

I nodded. “Sure. If you want to.” I grinned at him. “You can be the one to scrub them clean of poop, though.”

His smile was wide. “I won’t mind.”

Gosh, I loved him. Who else would be so into his unborn child he actually wanted to scrub poop?

I glanced over at Vaughn again.

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