“Are you sorry because you’re genuinely sorry, or just because you don’t want me to carry you out of the apartment because it’s cold outside?”

I lightly smiled. “Both.”

Kane chortled and leaned his head down so he could kiss my cheek. I sighed as I played with the ends of his hair. “You wouldn’t think so, but I’m so hot for you right now.”

Kane looked down at me and said, “Really?”

“Oh, yes.” I nodded. “I love when you claim me as yours. It’s so sexy.”

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.