Pursuit: Blood Bandits MC (27 page)

“Oh, you want it like that, huh?” He picked up his pace, both of us grunting the faster he went. Our bodies crashed together, and he pushed me higher and higher into the stratosphere with every thrust. I loved it, reveled in it, the way I could lose myself in him. I trusted him with every bit of me. I knew I wouldn’t regret it, and I never had.

“Yes…yes…Dom, give it to me…” I rolled my head from side to side, lost in sensation, the urge to come overriding my thoughts. I begged, pleaded, my body desperate for satisfaction. When it came, I gripped him hard with my arms and legs, digging my nails into his back, clenching around him as my muscles clenched around his length. He groaned, coming along with me. The both of us were left panting, gasping, wrapped up in each other. No, it never got old.

I watched him as he rolled off me, smiling. “Hi,” he said.

I giggled. “Hi, yourself. You’re in a good mood.” I rolled onto my side, waiting for him to join me. He finished undressing, his jeans had been puddled around his ankles, then crawled into our king-size bed.

“It was a good night,” Dom said, settling back against the pillows with a contented sigh.

I murmured my agreement. It was good. I was always happy to see everyone in a great mood, getting along. “Chase looked good. Positive.”

Dom nodded, running his hands through his hair to contain the mess I’d made of it just minutes earlier. “Now Trisha will stop giving him shit about being around the club. He deserves to retire, travel. Trisha wants to go to Europe. Can you imagine him in Europe?”

I laughed softly. “No. And now I wish we could go with them, to watch this train wreck in person.” I leaned against Dom’s chest, hearing the deep rumble of laughter there. It was a good sound. It made me happy to hear it.

“I have something to tell you. Something interesting happened today,” I said.

“Oh?” He sounded half asleep. I decided to wake him up. I looked at him, wanting to catch his reaction in the dim light.

“I’m pregnant.”

Dom’s eyes widened, his mouth fell open. “You are?”

“Mm-hmm. I went to the doctor today, and he confirmed. I’m ten weeks.”

“Oh my God.” He pulled me closer, holding me like he’d never let me go. “A baby. Oh God, we have to get ready.” He was so excited, I thought he might jump out of bed and start getting things together then and there.

I chuckled, pulling his arm to keep him from leaving me there. “Relax, Dad. There are thirty weeks to go. We have lots of time to get a room ready and such.”

“Oh God. A baby. I can’t get my head around it.”

I grinned. “Well, you have plenty of time for that, too.” I kissed him, my heart just about bursting with love. I couldn’t wait to tell Emma the next day, and Terri, and Darlene. And my mom. But just for that one night, the baby was just our secret, something that belonged just to the two of us.

THE END

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