by Jenika Snow
“Yes, what?” He arches a brow.
“Yes, I’ll marry you!”
He stands and wraps his arms around me before pulling me in for a sensual kiss. Clapping commences around us, and I chuckle against his mouth, everything about this moment feeling completely surreal.
Luke pulls back and slips the diamond onto my left ring finger. “It’s gorgeous. I can’t believe you planned this.”
“I bought it two months ago.”
My eyes widen, and I gasp at his confession. “Two months?” We’d only met a few months ago.
“Yup.” He presses his lips to mine. “I told you—you’re mine. I knew from our first night together but figured if I proposed that night I’d scare you off.”
I laugh, shaking my head at how adorable he is. This big, unruly mountain man is softer than cashmere though he’d never admit it.
Once our food arrives, we sit back down and enjoy our delicious meal. I can’t stop staring at him and thinking about how much my life has changed since meeting Luke, how much our lives are about to change. I want it—all of it—with him.
After we finish dinner, we decide to skip the show and head back to his cabin to officially celebrate.
“Kylie…” Luke calls from the bedroom as I finish up in the bathroom. I’m staring at the test I took only hours ago, still shocked and amazed.
“You can come in,” I respond, not taking my gaze off the two little lines. I hear the door open and his feet against the floor until he’s standing next to me.
“What are you doing?”
“Looking at the test I took. Waiting for it to really sink in, I guess.”
Luke reaches for it and grabs it between his fingers, studying it. “It’s real, baby.” He sets it down on the sink and pulls my hips toward him. “I hope it’s a girl.”
“You do?” I raise my brows. “Why?”
“Because then she’ll look just like you. She’ll have your sparkling eyes, your perfect round mouth, your blonde hair, and feisty attitude.”
“You think you can handle two of me?” I tease.
“I’m fairly confident you’d both gang up on me at one point, but it’d be a perfect life. My woman, my baby, and my mountain.”
“And the dogs,” I remind him, arching a brow.
“Well, of course, the dogs. They run this house more than I do.” He laughs.
“Sounds like we’re just a field of sunflowers away from a country song.” I snort.
He smiles before leaning in and claiming my mouth with his. With his hands wrapped around my waist, he pulls me against him and lets me feel how hard he is. Reaching for his arms, I hold him to me, desperate to taste and feel all of him.
“Bringing in the new year with my soon-to-be wife who’s carrying my baby—I’m willing to bet this will be the best year yet.” He presses his forehead to mine and smiles.
“I couldn’t agree more.”
“Fucking right, princess. Now let’s get that sexy little number off you so I can make love to my woman.” He cracks a palm to my ass, making me jump in surprise.
“I will never tire of your naughty side,” I tease, shimmying my hips to add friction to his noticeable erection.
“Good to know because I want to do very naughty things to you. Starting with tasting your sweet pussy and finally marking that ass of yours.” He winks when I widen my eyes, gasping. “Oh yes, baby. It’s happening.”
I roll my eyes as he grabs my hand and leads us to the bed. Luke takes off my clothes and then his, and soon we’re under the sheets completely naked. He towers over me as he kisses my neck and chest before making his way down my stomach and pressing sweet kisses to my belly. He looks up at me from between my legs and mouths I love you and places one more kiss before wrapping my thighs around his shoulders and sinking his tongue deep inside me.
Fisting my hands in the sheets, I arch my back as I let my head fall on the pillow and moan when he sucks on my clit. He pushes two fingers inside me and twists, hitting just the right spot over and over again. Luke’s tongue is relentless as he finger fucks me and sucks my clit in perfect harmony. I’m screaming out his name as I breathe through an intense orgasm.
“God, Luke,” I say between heavy breathing. Looking down my body at him, he gazes at me and smiles proudly before putting his fingers in his mouth and sucking off my juices.
“You ready, princess?”
Assuming he’s talking about his cock, I nod eagerly. “Yes.”
Spreading my legs wider, I’m anxious to feel him move inside me, knowing the life we created. Instead of crawling up my body, he sinks lower in between my legs and presses his finger against my ass.
“Luke!” I gasp. “What are you doing?”
“Relax, baby.” He keeps a hand on my thigh and rubs it gently. “Don’t tense or it’ll hurt.”
I try to settle my nerves, but the moment I feel him press his finger inside me, I tighten up. Luke must sense my nerves because he presses his hot mouth on my pussy and flicks his tongue in and out of me. He knows it drives me absolutely insane and within seconds, my entire body is feeling limp.
“That’s my girl,” he praises, sinking his finger deeper. It’s so tight, I can’t imagine how his finger is even fitting. “Just relax.”
He sucks on my clit simultaneously to thrusting his finger in and out of me, and before I can control it, I’m screaming his name out all over again. Once I stopped thinking about it, I actually liked the sensation his finger was giving me, so I tell Luke to keep doing it.
“Fuck yes,” he growls, increasing his speed and fucking my ass with his finger faster and harder. He brings his other hand up and cups my breast as I grind my hips against his hand, desperate for more. “Imagine my cock deep inside your tight little ass, baby. I can’t wait to fuck you here one day. It’s gonna be so goddamn good, but I need to prepare you first.”
“Yes, Luke, yes.” He moves his thumb up and circles my clit, knowing I’m close again.
“Ride my fingers, princess. Wanna feel you tighten all around me and taste you on my lips.” His deep voice urges me on, and I’m seconds away from exploding when he inserts a second finger inside me.
“Holy fuck,” I scream, feeling myself release all around him.
My legs feel boneless, but he doesn’t give me much time at all before he’s hovering over me and sliding between my legs, reminding me how much he loves me and how much I’m his—only his.
“I love you,” I say, wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck so I can pull him as close to me as possible as we climax together. “Thanks for being the ruthless asshole who tackled me into the snow to protect me from my own dog.” I snicker as I remember that day.
He leans down and presses a soft kiss on my nose. “Thanks for being the pain in the ass I couldn’t help falling in love with.”
Epilogue
KYLIE
I groan and place a hand on the small of my back, the muscles aching.
“Everything in me hurts so bad,” I whine, looking over my shoulder at where Luke is sitting. At seven months pregnant, I’m as big as a house, and no amount of Luke telling me how gorgeous I look can negate the fact my ankles are swollen, I can’t see my feet, and my boobs are like two watermelons strapped to my chest. “Did you hear what I said?” I holler out, wanting him to feel sorry for me. If I have to suffer, I want him to as well. I’m a salty and moody bitch right now.
He sets down the book he’s reading and glances at me. Rosie perks her head up, and I hold in my smile at the fact she’s lying on Luke’s lap. He might act like he hates the dogs but over these past several months he’s become just as attached to them as I am, and I know he’d be lost without them. That’s clear when he suggested, during one fierce thunderstorm, that the dogs sleep in our room.
Yes, our room. I officially moved in with Luke right after New Year’s. There wasn’t any point in not living with him now that we’re engaged and having a baby. I don’t know what I’m goin
g to do with my cabin yet but I kind of like the fact we’ll have both properties to ourselves so the dogs can wander as much as they want.
“What did you say, princess?”
I turn around, placing a hand on my belly when I feel the baby kick. “I said, my back is cramping, my feet ache something fierce, and you’re sitting there making me wash the dishes.” Of course he’s not making me do anything, and I’m just whining for the sake of doing it, but these little jabs that we give to each other, even all these months later, still kind of get me off.
He sets Rosie on the ground and walks over to me. “Oh baby,” he says softly, concern lacing his voice. He could have started in on me being a crybaby, but since becoming pregnant Luke has been so accommodating and sweet toward me that I realize every day how lucky I am to have him in my life. “You know I’d carry our baby for you if I could.” I snort, and he releases a little laugh. “I mean it.”
“Are you kidding me?” I pull back and look at him, knowing my expression is amused. “No way you could handle being pregnant. You bitch and moan when you have to stack the lumber in the shed.”
“Yeah,” he says as if I’ve lost my mind. “You know how big those pieces of wood are?” I can’t help but roll my eyes and shake my head.
“Think about having one of those pieces of lumber jammed in your stomach for nine months and then have to push it out of your body.” I lift my eyebrows and wait for his reply. But the man is smart. He keeps his mouth shut and holds up his hands in surrender.
“Touché.” He puts a lock of my hair that fell from my ponytail behind my ear and smiles. His thumb lingers against my skin, and I can’t help but lean into his touch. Despite the fact I feel very unattractive, my body doesn’t seem to care where my mind is. I want him even more than I ever have, and even if hormones are a big contributor of that, Luke is pretty damn handsome all on his own.
I drag my gaze along his body. He looks especially good in flannel. His jeans hug his ass to the point my mouth waters in anticipation. He’s also very generous in the bedroom, making sure to please me several times before getting off himself. Nope, hormones have nothing to do with me wanting him like a sex fiend.
I take a step closer and press my body to his—as well as I can, given the fact I have a big stomach in the way. I place my hand on my belly again when the baby kicks. “She’s feisty today,” I say and look down and rub my stomach. We found out we’re having a little girl as soon as we could, mainly because I can’t stand surprises.
“Is my little girl ready to come out?” he says before kneeling down. He pushes my shirt up and kisses my belly.
“She better not come out yet, it’s too soon.” He looks up at me and grins. “I can already tell she’s going to be a spitfire like her momma.”
I can’t help but smile after he says that. I lift my hand and run my fingers through his dark wavy hair. He’s been letting it grow out, and even though I was hesitant at first, I like it a little longer. He has naturally wavy hair, and it’s actually really sexy when it falls over his forehead.
Luke rises up and pulls me in, cupping my cheeks and kissing me soundly.” You sure you’re going to be able to handle two of me,” I joke and kiss him softly.
“I wouldn’t want it any other way.”
LUKE
Two and a half months later…
I’m pacing the hospital room, the tile beneath me probably already showing wear. My heart is thundering, and my palms are sweating. I’m scared as hell and don’t know what to do or how to react.
“Can you calm down?”
I stop pacing and look over at Kylie, who’s currently lying in a hospital bed getting ready to deliver our daughter. I run my hands over my face, the stubble on my cheeks and chin scraping along my palm.
“I’m sorry, princess.” I walk over to her and grab her hand, bringing it up and kissing her knuckles.
“I think you’re more nervous than I am.” She chuckles. She’s hooked up to a machine to monitor the baby’s heart rate and her contractions. She got an epidural a few hours ago, so I’m glad she’s not in pain anymore. I couldn’t stand it when she was, and I had gotten to the point where I wanted to kick someone’s ass just to relieve some of my stress.
“You’re still comfortable?” I ask and lift my hand to move some of her hair away from her face.
“I’m fine,” she says softly and rests her head back on the pillow. “There’s just pressure but no pain.” I exhale and nod.
There’s a knock on the door, and then it’s being pushed open. The doctor comes in, along with two nurses. After they check Kylie’s progress, one of the nurses confirms she’s dilated to ten centimeters and is ready to start pushing. I feel my hands start to shake. Kylie reaches out and curls her fingers between mine, being my rock when I’m the one who should be hers.
Everything is a blur as the doctor tells her to push. As I hold her leg, staring into her face, I feel slightly queasy—my stomach twisting, my knees threatening to buckle.
Gripping the edge of the bed, I tell myself to man up and get control. I sure as hell don’t want to pass out while Kylie is having our baby. I don’t know how much time passes, but before I know what’s happening, the doctor is coaching Kylie and tells her it’ll only be one more push before the baby is here. She looks exhausted, and I know she is because we’ve been here for hours. There’s sweat along her brow, and I hate that I can’t do anything to help her along.
I lean in and kiss her on the forehead, giving her words of encouragement. “Come on, princess. You’ve got this. You’re the strongest person I know,” I say against her skin then pull back and look down, watching as she brings out daughter into this world.
And then she’s born, her little crying ringing in my ears. I take a step back, afraid I’ll be in the way as they clean her off on Kylie’s chest. My woman is crying, big, fat tears and I watch as they stream down her cheeks.
And I realize I am too.
I wipe the wetness away, smiling from ear to ear, so fucking happy I can’t even think straight.
“Dad, want to cut the cord?”
I glance over at the doctor and nod, still grinning as I do as I’m instructed. As the flurry of activity dims and they check the baby out, I lean close to Kylie and kiss her on the lips.
“I love you,” I whisper against her mouth.
“I love you too,” she says, her voice wavering from her emotions.
They bring our baby girl over, and I hold her, marveling at how tiny she is. “I knew she’d look just like you. So damn beautiful,” I whisper, staring at my daughter.
Daughter. I’m a dad. Hell, I can’t even believe it. Even after all these months preparing and planning for her, it still feels so surreal.
“I’ll need to make sure my shotguns are cleaned for when little assholes come knocking on my door to date her.”
Kylie laughs softly, and I glance up at her.
“I’m serious. She’s not dating until I’m dead.” The hospital staff leaves us all alone, this time just for us. I help Kylie put the baby against her chest, skin to skin and watch in awe as our little girl starts nursing.
“Rowan,” Kylie whispers and runs her finger along her head. “She looks like a Rowan to me.” Kylie glances up at me, and I smile in approval. “Rowan Justine.”
“I think it’s perfect.”
And just like that my life is officially complete.
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Jenika Snow is a USA Today Bestselling Author that lives in the northwest with her husband and children. Before she started writing full-time she worked as a nurse.
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