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  I slid one hand around her and down the length of her stomach until I found her clit. I stroked it in time with my movements inside her.

  “Yes, oh yes,” she moaned beneath me. “Fuck me with your big cock.”

  “I am,” I laughed and increased the tempo the tiniest bit.

  I kissed her neck and continued the slow motions, savoring her. I was two seconds away from blowing my load, but I wanted to tend to her needs first. She was all that would matter for the rest of my life, and I intended to make good on that promise.

  “I got you. Be a good girl and come all over my big dick,” I growled into her ear while I bucked behind her.

  I felt her walls clench around me, and she moaned uncontrollably as she came. “Nolan!” she cried out as her orgasm wracked through her body.

  I clutched her hips in my hands and lost myself in the feeling of her. “Avery,” I moaned into her ear when I finally gave in and came.

  It took me a couple of seconds for my brain to come back online, but when it did, I gave her a quick kiss before pulling out. I collapsed on my back in exhaustion.

  She turned on her side and gave me a small smile. She ran a red, manicured hand across my bushy beard. “Thank you.”

  “Gotta admit, fucking you raw is amazing.”

  She laughed at that. “Oh, hard agree.”

  I ran a hand down her side and held onto her hip. “You felt so good.”

  She grinned at me. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

  “Brat,” I teased, but I grinned back at her.

  I got up from the bed and took a leak. I brought back a warm washcloth to clean up, but she went into the bathroom instead. I didn’t bother putting clothes back on, and she didn’t either when she crawled back into bed.

  I slid down under the covers and kissed her bare stomach. “I can’t wait for you to get here, Peanut. You be good for your mama in there, okay?”

  Avery stroked my hair while I kissed my way up her body until I was kissing her lips again. I leaned my forehead against hers, and my smile cracked my face.

  I held her face in my hands. “Thank you.”

  “For what?”

  “For accepting my proposal and carrying my child. I promise you, we’re going to be happy together.”

  Her eyes got shiny.

  “Aw, Avs, don’t cry.”

  “I’m pregnant! I cry at the drop of a hat now.”

  I pulled her against my chest and pulled the comforter over our naked bodies. “Let’s go to sleep. If you wanted sex, you could have told me before we went to bed. You didn’t have to hump my leg until I woke up.”

  She glared at me. “I was not humping your leg!”

  I kissed her neck and nuzzled into her. I wrapped my arm around her and laid my hand on her belly protectively. “You were totally humping my leg. You gonna tell me about the sex dream?”

  “Ha! You wish!”

  I kissed her neck again. “Goodnight, future Mrs. MacGregor.”

  She sighed and snuggled down into my chest. My chest felt tight as I watched her fall asleep, curled up beside me. Her in my arms, in my bed, and wearing my mother’s ring was like something out of a dream. I had to keep pinching myself to make sure it was real.

  Chapter Eleven

  AVERY

  The sunlight shone through Nolan’s bedroom and forced me awake, but I didn’t want to open my eyes. I heard a soft murmuring of whispers and felt a hand rubbing across my stomach. I slid one eye open and looked down to find Nolan talking to my pregnant belly. I didn’t have the heart to tell him that the baby couldn’t hear him yet or recognize his voice. Instead, I strained my ears to hear what he was saying.

  “Your mama and I can’t wait to meet you, Peanut. I’m gonna be the best daddy I can be. Maybe then I can prove to your mama that I’m good enough for her.” He kissed my belly, and I tried not to flinch.

  I didn’t understand what I overheard. How could Nolan think he wasn’t good enough for me?

  I shifted in the bed, and Nolan’s brown eyes slid up to look at me. I placed my hand on my stomach, right next to his bigger one. The engagement ring on my finger glinted in the sunlight and reminded me that last night I agreed to become Nolan’s wife. He was willing to give me everything I wanted. I just had to take a chance on him.

  “You awake?” he asked.

  I nodded.

  He slid up the bed, threaded his hand through my hair, and kissed me good morning. If this was how our marriage would be, I could get used to it. When he slanted his mouth on mine, it felt like we fit, like our lips were made to be locked together.

  “How do you feel?” he asked after he pulled away. He shifted onto his side, but his hand stayed on my belly.

  “Tired. Sorry, I woke you up for sex last night.”

  He chuckled. “I didn’t mind. You tell me anytime you want this dick, it’s yours.”

  I laughed. “You’re a dirty old man.”

  He ran a finger across my cheek lovingly. “You love it.”

  I gestured to my growing belly. “Clearly. That’s how this happened.”

  “No, we created Peanut because you wanted to ride my cock, and I wasn’t stopping you.”

  I laughed. “Sorry, beard rides melt my brain.”

  He rubbed said beard against my neck, which made me laugh. “When do we find out the sex?” he asked.

  “After the new year. Do you want to find out?”

  He nodded as he peppered my neck with kisses. It felt like an arrow shooting down to my core when he touched and kissed me. Pregnancy was so weird. I’d never been hornier in my life. I shifted onto my side, so my back pressed against his chest, and his enlarged cock poked my ass. I was grateful we never put our clothes back on last night because I wanted his dick inside me again right now. Like right fucking now. I needed him to fill me up and press deep inside me, or I was going to explode.

  I ground back against him, and he chuckled low into my neck. “You need something?” he whispered in my ear. I placed his hand on my breast, and he massaged it lightly. “S’okay?”

  I nodded and moaned while he continued to kiss my neck and massage my tender breasts. “They feel so heavy,” I groaned.

  “Damn, I didn’t think your tits could get bigger. They’re amazing.”

  “Ass!” I teased.

  “What? They’re awesome,” he argued as he brushed a thumb across one nipple. His touch felt wonderful, but that wasn’t where I wanted his hands.

  “Go lower,” I growled.

  I felt his grin on my neck, and his hand danced down to find my clit. “Tell me what you need.”

  “You.”

  He slid a thick finger across the nub of my clit, brushing gently at the sensitive spot. I was already coming, and he hadn’t even fingered me yet.

  “That good, huh?” he said into my ear in a low growl.

  God, I loved when he growled at me during sex. It was such a turn-on, and it made me need him even more.

  “So good,” I purred back.

  He slid his finger down to find my entrance. I moaned and clutched his bicep while his thick fingers pumped in and out of me. He had amazing hands. And tongue. And cock. No wonder he got me pregnant.

  “Turn around,” he growled and pulled his fingers out of me.

  I shifted so we were face-to-face and whimpered when I watched him lick his fingers. He gave me a wicked grin and kissed me. I melted into the kiss, letting his tongue inside as he devoured my mouth. I would let this man eat me up whole if he could.

  He gently pulled my thigh over top of his bigger one and pulled me closer. He teased me by dragging the head of his cock across my sensitive clit, but he wasn’t sliding home yet.

  I wrapped my hands around the back of his neck. “Please.”

  He held my face in his hands and looked deep into my eyes. I felt like he could see into my very soul, like he could see how much my heart was bursting for him.

  “I’m here. Whatever you need,” he whispered.

  “I need you inside me, now,” I begged.

  He entered me slowly until he was buried to the hilt. He kissed me for a while and kept up the slow tempo of his thrusting. The slow, intimate pace was exactly what I needed this morning. He held my face in his hands lovingly as our eyes connected, my blue ones bored into his dark brown ones.

  “This is nice,” I said as I clutched onto his big shoulders.

  “Nice?” he asked with a laugh as he continued to pump inside me. “It’s fucking awesome. Slow morning sex… any sex with you is my favorite.”

  My eyes watered at his sweet words. I knew he was just saying he’d have sex with me no matter what, but the way he paced himself and held me close made me feel loved. It made me feel like maybe he could feel for me what I felt for him. My emotions were too much of a mess to ask him about it. Not yet.

  “Be a good girl, and come for me,” he growled as he pressed a hand between where we were joined. He slid his thick finger across my clit and rubbed in soft circles while he rocked his hard length inside me.

  “Yes…” I moaned.

  I loved when he called me a good girl in bed. I yearned for it sometimes.

  He wound his free hand through my hair and pulled me as close as he could, and held me as we made love. I realized as I came again that’s what he was doing. He was making love to me in the morning light after I agreed to become his wife.

  When I came down off the high of my orgasm, he studied my face. “What?” I asked.

  He grinned at me. “I love watching you come.”

  “Ass! That was a really sweet moment, you perv.”

  He nipped at my bottom lip and continued the soft stroking inside me. “I’m gonna make you come again.”

  “Nuh-uh, old man. Your turn,” I teased.

  I threaded my hands through his hair and thrust back against him, urging his hard length to press deeper inside.

  He kissed me hard, but I felt him holding back.

  “Come for me,” I whispered.

  “You feel so good,” he groaned into my neck. “I don’t want to stop.”

  “Let go, baby. Fuck me like you mean it.”

  “Now you’re gonna get it,” he growled and quickened his pace.

  “Give it to me,” I purred as I tipped back my head and let him take me.

  We ground against each other, our bodies pressed tightly together as we became one. He tilted my head down to meet me in a searing kiss, and then he was off, coming in long, hot spurts.

  We panted together as we came down from our high. Nolan pressed his forehead against mine and held my face in his hands like he wanted to say something profound. The sound of the doorbell ringing and his phone buzzing across the bedside table killed the moment.

  “Goddamnit,” he groaned.

  “Who’s that?”

  He sighed and reluctantly pulled out of me. He looked at his phone and opened his security app. I saw the image of his brother and my sister standing at the front door on the screen, with shit-eating grins on their faces.

  Little siblings were so annoying.

  “At least they weren’t complete cockblocks,” I said with a shrug.

  He laughed and pulled me toward his chest for a cuddle. He kissed the top of my head. “They can wait. Let’s go get cleaned up.”

  “Why are they here?” I asked.

  He slid out of bed and picked me up in his arms. “To help you move in.”

  “Should we let them in?” I asked as I wrapped my arms around him while he carried me bridal-style to his bathroom.

  He set me down in the shower and turned on the water. “No. Dec has a key. He was being polite by ringing the doorbell.”

  We showered together as quickly as we could, but Nolan kept getting distracted by my naked body. I felt insecure about my growing belly, but the way he put his hands on it protectively and talked to the baby filled me with so much love. I think if our siblings weren’t waiting for us, we would have done it again in the shower. Although it didn’t stop him from going down on me until the water got cold.

  Oops! I wasn’t sorry about that at all.

  When I toweled off and walked back into the bedroom, I found a set of clean clothes for me on the bed, probably from Gemma. I was thankful my sister left me leggings and a sweatshirt because I was having a hard time fitting into my jeans. I heard laughter from the kitchen, and I smelled coffee brewing. I really wanted coffee, but I was trying to limit myself as much as I could.

  When I turned around, Nolan stared at me. “What?”

  “Damn, your ass looks fantastic.”

  “What? It looks huge!”

  He came up behind me and gripped my hips. “It’s awesome. I loved your body before, and you look great now.” He kissed the side of my neck. “Come on, let’s go downstairs.”

  We walked down the stairs, and when I found my sister in the kitchen, I hugged her tightly.

  “Coffee?” she asked.

  I squinted at her. “Why are you here?”

  “To help you move,” Dec said and flipped a pancake on the stove.

  I took a seat at the table, and Nolan sat next to me. He put my feet in his lap and rubbed them. “Oh… that feels amazing. Thanks.”

  He smiled.

  “Oh my god, Avs! He hasn’t even married you yet, and he’s already whipped!” my sister squealed.

  Nolan smiled but didn’t argue with her.

  Declan scoffed as he brought me a plate of pancakes and a coffee. “Nah, he was like that before he knocked her up. You could have told us you were dating.”

  “But we weren’t,” I argued and crammed pancakes into my mouth.

  “That’s true,” Nolan said in agreement.

  Declan doled out food to everyone else and pushed the bowl of fruit my way. I wasn’t paying attention anymore because shoving pancakes into my mouth was more important.

  “Mom’s ring looks good on you,” Declan said with a nod of his head.

  I swallowed my pancakes sheepishly, but my sister grabbed my hand. “Oh, it’s so pretty! Nol, did you get it resized?”

  He shook his head. He had stopped rubbing my feet but had one hand rested on my stomach while he ate with the other. “Nah. It just… fit.”

  My sister’s eyes got wide and twinkled with excitement. I fixed her with a glare. God, I loved my baby sister, but she believed hard in the fate of the universe. She looked at me like she was the heart-eyes emoji. “Oh my god! It’s fate!”

  I shoved more food into my mouth and moved onto the fruit so she didn’t see me roll my eyes. I looked up at one point, and both of the MacGregor brothers were looking at me with impressed looks on their faces.

  “Damn, woman!” Declan exclaimed with a laugh.

  Nolan rubbed my stomach, and his chest puffed out in pride.

  “What? I can finally eat without throwing it all up.”

  My sister was still swooning. “Aw, Dec, aren’t they so cute?”

  Declan winked at her. “Bout time these two figured out they’re perfect for each other.”

  Once I finished eating, I turned to Gemma. “We better start getting my stuff together. I have papers to grade this weekend.”

  “Yay! Let’s go!”

  I think she literally skipped with joy out of the house. Nolan gave me a small smile but stopped me before leaving. “Wait, in case I’m at the brewery when you get back.” He went into the junk drawer and pulled out a key. He placed it in my hand. “This is your home too.”

  I gave him a quick kiss and clutched the key in my hand before taking off in my sister’s car to the other side of town.

  Chapter Twelve

  NOLAN

  I watched Avery’s ass sway behind her as she walked out the door. I didn’t care what she said. Pregnancy made her curves look delicious. My jaw was unhinged while I watched her walk away. I was jolted from my staring by the punch my brother landed on my arm.

  “Ow!” I exclaimed and fixed a glare at Declan.

  “Dude, Gem’s right. You’re whipped.”

  I gave him the finger. “I’m trying to take care of my baby mama.”

  He rolled his eyes. “Yeah, by being a stage five clinger.”

  “You’re just jealous I’m getting laid.”

  He made a grossed-out face. “Doesn’t that hurt the baby?”

  I groaned. “Fuck, I did an awful job when I gave you the sex talk.”

  “No?” he asked.

  I shook my head. “No, buddy. Sex doesn’t hurt the baby. There’s a… ahh… mucous plug.”

  A look of horror crossed my brother’s face. “EWWW!”

  I smirked. “It’s not gross, Dec. It protects the baby. Which is great because their Mama is insatiable right now.”

  “Gross.”

  “Dude, she woke me up for sex last night.”

  “TMI.”

  “Seriously, if you got here five minutes earlier, you would have been a major cockblock.”

  He rolled his eyes at me. “Yeah, we heard you in the shower. Gross, bro!”

  I shrugged. I couldn’t help it this morning when Avery was feeling self-conscious about how big she was getting. I wanted her to know she was sexy as fuck to me, so of course, I went down on her in the shower. I didn’t care that our siblings were downstairs, being the nuisances they both always were. If they hadn’t barged over here, we would have had shower sex.

  “Should have called before you came over,” I said to him.

  He shoved me, but I laughed.

  “Are you serious about the plan you texted me last night?” he asked.

  I nodded.

  “You hate Christmas. You only ever put up the tree at my insistence.”

  The reason I hated Christmas? Our parents died in a car accident after coming home from a Christmas party. Christmas wasn’t the ‘holly jolly’ season for me. Christmas meant pain and being reminded of everything I lost. Talk about ironic. I was going to marry the woman who was Drakesville’s unofficial Queen of Christmas.

  Avery loved Christmas with her whole heart. She loved the cheesy Hallmark movies, the decorations, and even the carols. I joked she made more Christmas cookies than the town bakery. She loved the holidays, and if she was going to move in here and become my wife, I wanted to bring it to life for her. Even if it gave me painful memories of the worst night of my life. I’d sacrifice that for her. I hadn’t exactly told her why I hated Christmas so much.