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“I think you’ll have a hard time getting me tostopsmiling from here on out,” Nik says, pecking a kiss on my lips.
“Hey Mel,” Carver says seductively. “How do you feel about staying on Nik’s lap, but popping your ass back so I can fuck you too?”
My eyes fly to Nik’s, but he just shrugs.
“I am feeling especially generous right now.” He smiles, and the sight is breathtaking as his light blue-green eyes sparkle. “Let’s see if he can stay quiet while you’re milking his balls.”
I laugh. “You’re both ridiculous.”
Carver lifts me, leaning me forward and pulling my hips back until my pussy hangs off the couch. “See we don’t want to leave the place a mess so if you drip, it’s all over Nik’s fancy suit pants.”
“Dick,” Nik grumbles.
Carver positions himself at my opening and snaps his hips into mine. “She sure does know how to take one.”
“That was bad,” Nik says, laughing.
“Bad?” I scoff. “That was awful.”
Carver grinds all the way inside me and flexes his hips, brushing some magical spot inside me.
“But that was amazing, and you should definitely do it again.” I nod. “Many times.”
“God, Mel.” Carver flexes his cock inside me. “You’re really my perfect match.”
I can’t help it. I beam like a total goofball. Well, I do until he pulls out and plows back inside me. I fall against Nik’s chest and try to get reasonably quiet while Carver fucks me into oblivion.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Carver
Mel calls her mom back once we make it home from the charity dinner. I don’t get to hear the entire conversation, but she’s visibly upset when she gets off the call.
“Is everything all right?” I toss myself down onto the bed at her side.
She rolls her lips together and shrugs.
“Have you told her about the baby yet?” I run my fingers over her soft cheek.
“No,” she whispers, glancing away. “I know it’s going to be...” She pauses.
I frown.
I’ve already told my parents about the baby. They’re excited as hell and made me promise we’d visit soon. I’ve been meaning to bring it up with Mel. It would mean a lot to me, especially since my dad isn’t doing great health wise. I mean, there’s nothing in particular wrong, but he’s pushing seventy-five.
I’d like to introduce them to Mel and hopefully the baby once he or she arrives.
She’s still quiet. It seems like she’s carefully trying to pick her words.
“I don’t think she’d keep it to herself. She’s always pushed me toward Ben. I wish I knew why,” Mel says, sighing heavily. “It would’ve been nice to have my mom on my side just once even. It doesn’t matter. It is what it is. I learned that a long time ago with her. She said she fell and that her health hasn’t been doing great.” She rolls her lips together. “The thing is, you can never tell when my mom is being truthful.”
“Shit, sweetheart,” I murmur, pulling her over onto my chest.
“We’ll be there late tomorrow. I guess we’ll see.” She runs her fingers over my chest, and for one of the first times in my life, I wish I was an alpha. I’d purr right now to comfort my omega. Since I’m not, I run my fingers over the back of her head and do the only thing I can do, which is be here for her.
The trip to Texas isn’t an easy one.
Mel is sick for most of the private flight, and even once we arrive, we push to try to get her to stay in a hotel and get some rest before visiting her mom. She’s been doing so much better lately that it’s concerning to see how much traveling takes out of her.
