Trisha smiled when she opened her arms to Slade and he collapsed over her chest.

They both panted while Trisha wrapped her legs around the back of his thighs and her fingers ran through his silky hair where his head rested between her breasts. His heavy breathing tickled her skin a little but she loved holding him too much to complain or ask him to turn his head enough to make it stop.

“I told you a twin bed would work,” he chuckled.

“Sure works for me in this position but I’m not sure how you’re going to sleep on your knees that way.”

Slade turned his head a little and moved. He flicked his tongue over the side of her breast, causing Trisha to shiver. Her breast responded instantly, the tip growing taut.

Slade opened his mouth, covered her nipple, and allowed his sharp teeth to scrape over it. Trisha arched against him. The erotic feel had her passion igniting all over again. He released her nipple and lifted his head to grin down at her.

“Want to go again, Trisha?”

“I do but I need food. How about we eat and pick up right here afterward?”

Slade laughed. “Let me run you a bath. You soak while I make us something for dinner.”

“Wait a minute. I’ve seen that kitchen. Maybe we should order takeout.”

Slade straightened. He twisted his hips a little and it lifted Trisha’s ass from the bed.

His hand slapped her ass hard enough for make her flinch but wasn’t painful.

“I won’t poison you and we don’t have takeout food anywhere near Reservation.

We also couldn’t trust them to prepare our food since we aren’t sure if they are friendly to us. I have plans that involve you being very much alive and healthy.” He grinned. “I think I can withdraw without hurting you now that the swelling is down somewhat.

Come on, Doc. Bath and food, in that order.”

Her legs clamped around his hips when he tried to withdraw his cock from her body. She glared at him. “Remember the rule? You’re inside me so calling me Doc isn’t acceptable. What’s my name, lollypop?”

He shook his head at her but grinned sheepishly. “Sorry, Trisha.”

“Lollypop?” Brass shouted from down the hall. They heard laughter.

Heat flooded Trisha’s cheeks. “He heard everything we just said and did, didn’t he?”

Slade shrugged. “It’s our hearing, Trisha.” He stressed her name. “It’s not really his fault, though he should have just laughed without making a comment.”

“Sorry,” Brass yelled from the spare bedroom. “Lollypop.”

Slade groaned as he gently withdrew his cock completely from Trisha. He stood and pulled her to her feet. “I’m going to have to kill him if he keeps calling me that.”

194

Slade

Chapter Twenty

Trisha looked around at the kitchen as Brass put away the last clean dish. Trisha sighed, rubbing her aching lower back with her hands.

“It’s finally clean.”

Brass frowned. “I told you to lie down two hours ago. You’re carrying a child. Slade would have helped clean this with me after he comes home tonight if you’d just waited.”

“I couldn’t stand it,” Trisha admitted as she opened the fridge and grabbed a soda and an iced tea, handing the soda to Brass. “Look on the bright side. He’ll be surprised when he gets home.”

“Or kick my ass for allowing you clean so much. Did we have to do the entire house in one day? You need to take it easy. Slade is going to blame me if something happens to you or that child.”

“Well, you couldn’t very well tackle all this alone and you did all the tough grunt work. You are the one who did all the scrubbing and heavy lifting.”

“You’re holding your back. Is it hurting?”

“A little.” She turned and suddenly sprinted away.

She could almost feel Brass on her ass when she ran for the downstairs bathroom.

She slammed the door, hoping it didn’t hit him in the face. She barely dropped to her knees before her lunch came up.

The door opened behind her. “I warned you, woman. You’re sick now.”

She couldn’t talk while that whole throwing her guts up thing stopped her. Brass gently gripped her hair and his other hand rubbed her back. She finally stopped when there was nothing left inside her stomach.

“Don’t follow me into a bathroom,” she groaned. “This is so embarrassing.”

“You are carrying a child. Morning sickness happens.”

“Not this early.”

“Maybe you are sick because you worked too hard today. Do not do it again, Trisha. I forbid you to lift another

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