“What about teaching self-defense?”
I look at Moira like she’s crazy. “You can’t be serious.”
The look on her face lets me know that she most definitely is. I turn to Doctor Reed, assuming she’ll talk some much-needed reason into my fiancée.
“As long as it’s not too rough and you aren’t taking direct blows to your stomach,” she says, making my opinion of her falter just a bit. She seems to sense it because she turns to me with a smile. “I can tell you’re the overprotective type.”
Moira interrupts with a snort that I ignore.
“But you can’t hover over her for the next eight months.”
I lift a brow at her because that is exactly what I plan on doing. Doctor Reed laughs and holds up her hands. “I’ll leave you two to figure that out, but physical activity, within reason, is good for the mother and baby. Things will change as you get further along, but for now, use common sense and go a little easy on yourself. If you experience any pain at all, immediately stop what you’re doing and call the office.”
We thank her and get our next appointment set up before leaving. Moira refuses to see reason and insists that she wants to start teaching the self-defense classes at Dima’s youth club. Once we get home, she argues, “I need to do something, Kolya, or I’m going to go crazy. Besides, my club burned down, and I need to have some sort of income coming in.”
“No, you don’t. I have more than enough money for us. You don’t need to work at all.”
“But I want to,” she insists. “I’m going to have to stop soon enough, so I want to at least work while I can.” She turns her gorgeous, green eyes on me, and I know I’ve lost this round.
“Fine, but as soon as the doctor says to stop, you’re stopping. I don’t care if I have to tie you to the damn bed.”
“That doesn’t sound so bad,” she says, making me laugh and pull her closer.
“God, our baby is going to be so damn stubborn.” She relaxes into me and sighs when I gently rub her back. “I’ve called Vadim and asked him to look into the insurance policy on your club. He’ll call when he has news.”
“I don’t even know what kind of policy he had. I meant to look into all that, but I just completely forgot. I figured I’d have time for all that after I got the place up and running.” She lets out a long sigh. “That was really stupid of me.”
“That was very human of you,” I correct. “You had a lot going on, way too much for one person to handle on their own.” I grab a thick blanket from the back of the couch and lead her outside. “Come on, sit with me for a bit.”
She smiles and follows me out. I sit down on one of the Adirondack chairs on the back deck and pull her onto my lap, covering her with the thick, down blanket. Each day is cooler than the last and soon it’ll start snowing. For the first time in my entire life, I’m actually looking forward to Christmas.
“What are you smiling about?” Moira asks, pulling the blanket up even tighter around us.
“I’m thinking about all the things I’m going to get you for Christmas.”
“You have to stop spoiling me,” she laughs. “I already agreed to marry you, remember?”
“I will never stop, so get used to it. I haven’t forgotten about a ring, by the way. I just haven’t found the perfect one yet.”
She rests her head on my shoulder. “Please don’t go crazy. I’m really not a flashy jewelry kind of gal.”
I laugh because that’s one hell of an understatement. “I know, and that’s why it’s taking a bit longer to find the perfect one. If all you wanted was a huge diamond, I could’ve gotten that days ago.”
We sit and watch the stars come out, and right when I’m about to carry her inside and out of the cold, she says, “What if I’m not a good mom, Kolya. My own mom died when I was so young, and the only parental figure I had was an abusive drunk. What if I’m terrible at it, and I do all the wrong things?”
“Hey, look at me.”
She sits up just enough to turn her face to mine, and the fear and worry I see in her eyes has me tightening my arms around her, wanting to take it all away. “You are going to be an amazing mom,” I tell her. “I had this same talk with Dima not too long ago about my own fears. You and I both had shitty upbringings, but that doesn’t mean we’re going to be like them. This is our chance to turn everything around and to be the parents that ours should have been.”
I cup her face and run my thumb over where I know her dimple is hiding. “Don’t keep it from me. You know how much I love it.” She smiles and gives me what I want, revealing her dimple and making my breath catch in my throat. In this moment I’m so overcome with love for her that it’s almost difficult to breathe. “Don’t ever hide any part of yourself from me.”
She slowly nods her head and when I pull her closer, she opens her mouth to me, kissing me with a hunger and need that matches my own. I help her when she starts to move so she can straddle my lap, and when she starts to rock her hips, grinding against me, I pull on her yoga pants, tugging them down in a hurried rush as she wiggles out of them. I keep the blanket wrapped around her while she undoes my jeans and frees my cock. Grabbing her hips, I hover her pussy above my head, torn between slamming her onto me and feeling like I should be gentle on her since she’s pregnant.
“Kolya,” she says in the breathy voice I recognize as heryou better get inside me right this secondvoice. “If you treat me like a breakable doll for the next eight months I’m going to lose my mind. Fuck me how you want to, baby, show me how badly you need to be inside me.”
“I always need to be inside you,” I growl, and with a groan, I tighten my grip on her hips and pull her onto me, slamming into her with enough force to make her gasp and dig her fingers into my shoulders. Bringing her lips back to mine, she kisses me and rocks her hips as I slide her shirt up, roughly pushing her bra out of the way so I can wrap my lips around one of her perfect breasts. I know they’re sensitive now, so I go easy on her, but when she digs her fingers into my shoulders and growls a “Don’t you dare go easy on me,” I give her nipple a soft bite before sucking her in, filling my mouth with her tit.
She moans and works her hips even harder. Our breath clouds the air around us, but neither one of us is feeling the cold temperature. The blanket drops away, and I wrap my arms even tighter around her, kissing my way up her chest before pulling back to watch her. The light from the kitchen spills out, giving me a clear view of the woman I love riding my cock as she takes her pleasure.