He growled and my clit suddenly pulsed to life.
“I love when you make sounds like that, too.”
Kane smirked and carefully set me down on the floor. I slid my hands down his arms and licked my lips as they glided off his flexed biceps.
“I love how big you are. You make me feel tiny, which is saying something because I’m huge right now.”
Kane continued to smirk. “What else is big about me that you love?”
I grinned. “I’ll give you two guesses, but you’re only goin’ to need one.”
“You can sweet talk me all you like; I’m not having sex with you.”
I whimpered. “But Kane—”
“Nope. We’ve talked—or shouted—about this already. He is so low, I’m afraid I’ll knock against his head or something.”
I groaned. “Your dick isn’t long enough to touch him.”
“Thanks very much.”
“No,” I laughed. “I mean—”
“I know what you mean, but I just can’t do it. He is our baby and he is so close to coming into this world. It freaks me out knowing he could move while I’m inside you. Like... he could possibly be awake while I’m banging his mom. That’s not cool at all, Aideen.”
I crossed my legs when laughter erupted out of me, but it was too late.
“I just peed myself!” I laughed. “This is your fault.”
Kane laughed loudly as he held onto me. “Come on, pissy panties. Let’s get you to the bathroom.”
He took me by the hand, and as much as it killed me not knowing what he was up to, I put my trust in him like he asked because I loved him more than life itself.
The sex thing though?
That bullshit wasn’t flying at all.
I would seduce Kane... even if it killed me.
“Aideen?”
Not. Now.
“Baby, wake up.”
I growled. “Why?”
I felt a hand touch my behind.
“It’s nearly eleven. If you sleep any longer then you won’t sleep tonight.”
I whimpered and buried my face into my pillow. “But I’m so tired.”
I was exhausted from the baby’s movements keeping me awake during the night. Usually I could doze during her tossing and turning, but last night she was so tightly tucked under my ribs that it hurt to lie down. I had to stand up so I could breathe probably.
“I know you are, darling, but you can nap later. I promise.”
Hmmm.
A nap sounded good.
“Can I nap now?” I asked, my eyes cracking open to take a peek at my surroundings.
Kane’s low rumbling chuckle caused a slow smile to spread across my face.
“You aren’t a morning person, are you?” he mused.
“No, I’m not. There is a reason mornin’ and mournin’ sound the same.”
He laughed louder, then not-so-gently swatted my behind.
“Get your fine ass up.”
I stayed put.
“Or what?”
Kane levelled me with a don’t-fuck-with-me stare. “You don’t want to know ‘or what?’”
I knew he would do something I didn’t like if I tested him, so I dramatically sighed as I pushed myself up to my knees and sat back on my heels. I looked to Kane and pouted.
He only smiled at me as he leaned over the bed, snaked his hand around my neck where he gripped me tightly and pulled me forward until his mouth covered mine.
I moaned into his mouth and lifted my hands to his biceps, squeezing him lightly.
“Good morning,” he murmured against my lips.
I sucked on his lower lip before releasing it with a pop and saying, “Fuck me and it will be a really good mornin’.”
Kane growled. “Aideen.”
Shit.
“Please,” I begged. “You know how sensitive I am. I need some simulation and release or I start to hurt.”
Kane frowned. “You know I can make you come without fucking you, babydoll.”
I grunted. “It’s great, but not the same. I miss feelin’ you inside of me.”
“You’re trying to guilt me,” Kane said and set his jaw.
I continued to pout. “Is it workin’?”
“No,” he said through clenched teeth.
I looked to the side then down and grinned when I saw his erection strained against his jeans. I reached for it, but Kane quickly grabbed hold of my wrist, halting my movements.
“Kane,” I snapped, anger rising within me. “Please, just fuck me. It’s been over five weeks since you pulled this no sex crap. It’s not funny anymore. We should use this time to have as much sex as possible since we won’t be able to for weeks after I have the baby!”
The muscle worked in his jaw as he glared at me, which only annoyed me further.
“I don’t feel comfortable having sex with you while you’re so close to having the baby.”
Sadness squished my anger.
“You... you find me body uncomfortable?” I asked then looked away when tears welled in my eyes. “Do you think I’m ugly?”
Kane lowly cursed before lowering my hand that he still held to the front of his jeans, rubbing my palm over his hardened length. “Does that feel like I think your body is uncomfortable or ugly?”
I sniffled. “No.”
“Look at me.”
I did.
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on, and you’re so sexy my dick can hardly stand it. When you’re swollen with my baby, it heightens my attraction to you. Your. Body. Is. Perfect.”
I looked up at him. “Then why won’t you take me?”
He blushed a little. “I just don’t like the idea of my cock being so close to our baby. I know you have told me it’s impossible to touch him, but it just... freaks me out. I’m sorry.”
I was still upset, but I was also reassured that he didn’t find me unattractive because I was pregnant and, well, whale sized.
“It’s okay,” I said even though I still wished we could have sex.
I didn’t just want the orgasm that sex brought; I adored the intimacy and closeness of being so close to Kane. That’s what I was starting to miss.
“Are you mad?”
Mad? No.
Upset? Yes.
“No, I’m not mad,” I replied and hugged his body to mine.
I felt him relax and sigh with relief. After a minute I went into the bathroom. When I was finished going to the toilet and having a morning wash, I glanced in the mirror.
I always wanted to have sex while looking at Kane as he fucked me from behind. I placed my hands on the bathroom counter, bent forward and crossed my legs when the pulse between them intensified.
Damn it.
“What are you doing?”
I glanced to the side when I heard his voice then glanced down to my body. Clearly I wasn’t being obvious enough.
“I feel really hot right now. Me clit is hurtin’, and I was wonderin’ if you would do somethin’ for me?”
He came up behind me and eyed me suspiciously in the mirror and asked, “What do you want?”
“I want to come in this position... but with your cock stimulatin’ my clit.”
Kane’s sharp intake of breath almost made me grin.
Almost.
“What kind of monster are you?” he accused.
I smiled innocently. “What do you mean?”
“Do you have any idea how difficult it will be for me to do what you want without fucking you?”
I had an idea.
“I can give you head after I come if you want?” I reasoned
Kane opened his mouth then closed it. He stared at me for a few moments before he said, “Okay,” and began unbuckling the belt around his hips and unbuttoning his jeans.
I blinked.
That was easier than I thought it would be.
“I’m so excited,” I squealed, making Kane snort.
I stood upright from the counter and
turned when he stepped closer to me. Without speaking, he dipped his head and captured my mouth with a hungry kiss. I wound my hands around his neck and knotted my fingers in his hair causing him to growl into my mouth.
“Turn around,” he ordered, his voice low and husky.
My pulse spiked as I did what I was told.
I dropped my hands from his hair, turned around and gripped onto the counter before me. Kane kneeled down and placed his hands on the hem of my pyjamas shorts and underwear.
After one swift pull he had them around my ankles. I stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. I looked up expecting to see Kane, but I saw only me.
“Kane?”
“Bend forward a little more.”
I leaned forward as much as I could without it being too uncomfortable on my stomach and back. I had to widen my stance, and gripped the countertop harder than before.
“Okay, now wha—KANE!”
I screamed as his warm, wet tongue suddenly plunged into my body, and his large calloused hands latched onto my thighs as he feasted on me.
I held my breath for a moment, but moaned with pleasure as Kane removed his tongue from my body, and tongued his way up to my clit. He sucked the bundle of nerves into his mouth and rubbed it back and forth between his lips causing me to throw my head back as heat flooded my core.
I was about to come.
“Kane,” I cried out. “Use your cock, please.”
He growled as he tore his mouth from my clit and stood up behind me. I heard the rustle of his jeans as he did as I pleaded. He suddenly placed his hand on my lower back and kicked my ankles with his foot, forcing me to widen my stance as much as I possibly could without it hurting.
I felt my eyes roll back when Kane slid the head of his cock against me, using my juices as lubrication.
“Fuck,” he hissed through what sounded like clenched teeth. “You’re so wet, baby.”
I moaned in response and nudged my behind back against him. He sucked in a breath and used both of his hands to grip my hips where he dug his fingers into my flesh in warning to be still.
“Kane, please,” I begged, feeling the edge of my impending orgasm simmering down.
He lifted his right hand from my body, gripped his cock and rubbed the head back and forth over my clit.
Yes.
“Are you close?” he asked, his voice strained.
I didn’t answer him.
Instead I looked up and through the mirror I caught his gaze just as I pulled forward a little. The moment I felt Kane’s cock slide back to my entrance, I pushed back. Kane roared and grabbed hold of my hips, halting him breaching me completely. He looked down and almost snarled when I wiggled my behind against him, trying to take more than just his head.
“You. Are. Evil.”
“No,” I panted. “I’m horny and want you to fuck me.”
“Aideen—”
“Watch me while you fuck me.”
“Aideen,” Kane growled in warning. “I can’t.”
I pouted. “Please, just try to put the head in a little more... I really need to feel you, Kane. I’m begging you.”
Kane set his jaw, but his eyes fluttered shut when I rubbed back against him.
“Just... just the tip?” he whispered and cracked an eye open.
Hell. No.
I nodded my head to appease him.
“Just the tip, baby,” I repeated.
I was spewing bullshit because as soon as I got the chance I would push back and take all of him.
“Oh, fuck,” Kane snarled. “This is… God!”
I quivered as goose bumps broke out over my skin. “Yes, just a little more.”
Kane’s fingers dug into my hips. “You aren’t making this… easier. Fuck. How do you feel tighter?”
I licked my lips. “Lack of use, maybe?”
Kane slapped my arse and said, “Smartass.”
I grinned to myself, taking him that bit deeper instead as he gently pushed his hips forward. He hissed as if he were in pain. He would be in pain if he didn’t give in to his body’s needs and take me.
Taking things into my own hands, or vagina, with all of my might I pushed back and in one fluid motion Kane was balls deep inside of me. He roared as his hands squeezed me tightly. He held still for all of two-seconds before he lost it.
“Fuck! I’m sorry, son.”
His control was a thing of the past; he pounded into me so hard I thought I would split in two.
“Is this what you wanted?” he snarled as he leaned forward and bit down on my shoulder.
I arched my back and moaned out loud, “Yes.”
Kane’s hands were all over me as he fucked me. I couldn’t let go of the counter with my hands to reach back and feel for him because without the balance, I would fall flat on my face.
“God, I’ve missed this pussy,” he grunted as he slammed into me.
I gripped the counter tighter as I felt my orgasm stir back up inside of me.
“Yes, yes!” I cried out. “Kane, fuck!”
“Look at me.”
I lifted my gaze to the mirror and watched his face twist with pleasure as he bore his eyes into mine.
“Are you with me?” he asked, his eyes so hooded with ecstasy they almost closed.
I pushed back into him and closed my eyes. “Always.”
He picked up his pace and fucked me so hard I momentarily stopped breathing as my body exploded. I greedily sucked in air when my lungs began to burn. My grip on the counter loosened as the toe-curling pulses slowed and my hips stopped jerking.
“Wow,” I whispered, and pressed my cheek to the cool marble countertop.
I shivered as I felt Kane slide out of me, his hands still on my hips.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “That was awesome.”
I hummed in agreement.
I was still recovering when I heard Kane move about then suddenly jumped when a wet, cool piece of fabric pressed between my legs.
“Easy,” Kane murmured. “I’m just cleaning you up, I came more than usual.”
I tiredly chuckled. “That’s what happens when you deny yourself sex, your balls explode when you give in.”
Kane guffawed as he continued to gently wipe me clean before placing the cloth he used in the wash basket in the corner of the bathroom. I stood upright as he came up behind me and put his arms around me. He nuzzled the side of his face against mine, and slid his hands over my belly.
“I can’t believe you seduced me.”
I giggled. “I can’t believe it took so long for me to successfully seduce you. Usually I just have to look at you the right way and you’re game.”
He nipped my shoulder. “I was worried about the little one.”
I covered my hands with his. “Sex is recommended towards the end of pregnancy. I told you. A lot of the time it can be the very thing to induce labour.”
Kane looked up at me through the mirror and said, “What are we waiting for then? Bedroom. Now.”
I laughed as he grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the bathroom. With a determined look on his face, and one of pure delight on mine, we headed to our sanctum.
The prospect of going into labour early never looked, or felt, so good.
“Where are James, Harley and Dante?” I asked Gavin as I held my phone to my ear.
I was so relieved that he answered his phone and that he was at home instead of out with his stupid friend Jason Bane getting up to God only knows what. I was sat on my bed talking to my Gavin because all of Kane’s brothers were in our sitting room and I got the sudden urge to hear from one of my lads. They were always over visiting, but not as much as the Slater brothers and it just made me miss them.
I was bored too.
I would usually spend the evening time correcting my students’ homework, but since I was on maternity leave I had nothing to do in regards to work, and I missed it.
I missed my students.
I was entitled to twenty-six weeks of p
aid maternity leave with an additional sixteen weeks of unpaid maternity leave if I needed more time at home.
Typically, women would take two weeks off before the impending birth of their child, but as it was so flexible in my job, I tapped into eight of the sixteen unpaid weeks I had and used them after I was attacked, which the school was more than happy to accommodate.
I sighed as I pushed away thoughts of how much I missed working, and focused on the phone call to my brother.
“James and Harley are on a blind double date, and Dante is here with me playing Fifa.”
That fucking game. Kane and his brothers were playing the same game constantly.
“Tell Dante hey.”
“Tell him yourself, puttin’ you on speaker now.”
I smiled. “Dante, why are you playin’ video games with Gavin on a Friday night instead of being out?”
Dante’s snort was loud. “Hello to you too, dear sister.”
I grinned.
“To answer your question, it’s only half ten, I don’t go anywhere until twelve. No one goes to clubs when they just open.”
I rolled my eyes. “I can’t remember the last time I went clubbin’ so spare me the details.”
My brothers laughed.
“Are you still pregnant?” Gavin asked me.
I smiled. “No, I had the kid and decided not to tell you both.”
Dante snickered. “You walked right into that one.”
“Whatever. When do you think you will have the baby? You’ve been pregnant forever.”
Tell me about it.
“I’ve two weeks until me due date, it might be a while yet.”
They both sighed and it made me smile.
“I miss you both.”
Dante snorted. “You saw me two days ago.”
“Two days is a long time,” I countered.
“I’ll swing by tomorrow, that cool?”
I nodded even though he couldn’t see me.
I opened my mouth to speak when I heard Gavin growl, “Fuckin’ Nico.”
“What?” I questioned as cheers erupted from my sitting room.
“The prick just scored against me.”
I blinked. “Are you playing Kane and his brothers?”
“Yeah, we’re takin’ turns,” Dante replied.
Boys and their bloody toys.
“Okay, I’ll leave you both be.” I frowned. “See you tomorrow.”