“What are you hollerin’ at me for?” Spike says, glaring at Addison.

“Don’t glare at me, I’ll take you on. You need to get this gorgeous girl here and take her upstairs. I don’t care how you do it, but you need to get her relaxed. Bath her, fuck her...”

“Addison!” Jackson says, shaking his head with a sigh.

“Father,” Addison says, turning to him. “You of all people cannot tell me off for using sex as a muscle relaxant...”

“Jesus,” Cade mutters. “You’re makin’ me sound like a fuckin’ bottle of bath salts right now.”

Addison blows him a kiss. “Honey, you’re so much more than a bottle of bath salts. You do far more than relax my muscles.”

“Addison!” Jackson yells, covering his ears. “Fuck me.”

“That would be incest, father,” she points out.

Spike bursts out laughing.

“Jesus fuckin’ Christ,” Jackson groans. “Are you sure you’re mine?”

Addison feigns shock. “Daddy, how could you?”

He grins at her and winks.

I shake my head, trying hard not to laugh. Every day is like this when we’re all together. Everyone is happy. Everyone gets along. The guys deal with their club business but when they’re away from it, they’re really away.

“Ciara,” Spike says, handing his son to Addison whose eyes widen. “You’re comin’ with me. Addison, considerin’ it was your amazing idea, you get the boy. He needs a bath.”

“Ripped off!” she mumbles, taking Danny who quickly wraps his arms around her neck.

“Enjoy the mud bath he’s going to give you,” Spike winks, reaching for me and tugging me out from behind the counter.

He turns and pulls me from the room without another word to the guys. I begin to protest as he pulls me up the stairs.

“Spike, you can’t pull me away, I have to put the pumpkin pie on and...”

He spins around, halting me when he crushes his lips down over mine. All thoughts of pumpkin pie leave my mind as he deepens the kiss, consuming me with his tongue. My knees wobble and I lean into him. He supports me with an arm around my waist. By the time he pulls back, I’m panting.

“Now,” he murmurs, staring at my lips. “Are we goin’ to keep arguin’?”

I shake my head.

“Good.”

He pulls me further up the stairs and into our bedroom. He takes me straight to the bathroom and leans over the massive spa bath we had installed three weeks ago. He turns it on and pours a glob of bubble bath in, before turning to me and gripping the hem of my shirt.

“Off, baby.”

I don’t hesitate. I lift my arms and let him slide the shirt off. He makes quick work of the rest of my clothes, leaving me naked and biting my lip as he lets his gaze travel over me.

“Changed my mind,” he murmurs. “Think I need to taste that sweet pussy.”

I feel my cheeks heat as he steps forward, cupping my breasts in his palms. I shudder and swallow, biting my lip harder.

“Stay right there, baby,” he rasps, slowly lowering himself down my body.

Oh god. All I can think about is my belly and how disgusting it must look from that angle. I’m round and my breasts are huge. My ass is bigger than it usually is and I really don’t feel sexy. I can’t see how he is enjoying my body being naked, god, what if he can’t reach my pussy? What if I’m just too fat and...

Oh god.

During my mental babble, he’s gotten to his knees and lifted one of my legs, placing it over his shoulder. Now he’s got his mouth on me, sucking my clit deep. I lean down and take his head, curling my fingers into his hair for leverage. God, he feels so fucking good. His mouth is consuming me; his tongue is flicking hard and fast over my clit. Spike always gives it to me how I need it – rough and raw. He slides a hand up my thigh and slips two fingers into my pussy.

“Spike,” I rasp. “Oh god.”

The one amazing thing about pregnancy is that everything seems to feel better. I come harder and faster than I ever have before. Spike slides his fingers in and out, tilting them just enough to hit that sweet spot. His tongue rolls over my clit, creating the perfect friction. My nipples are hard and I’m struggling to stay upright. I feel pleasure rising up, causing everything to tighten.

Then, finally, I let it all go.

My knees buckle as I come hard, crying out Spike’s name as he sucks every, last shudder from my body. He releases me slowly, carefully placing my foot back on the floor. Then he looks up at me and slides his two fingers into his mouth. His expression is lusty and I want nothing more than to feel his cock deep inside me right now.

He rises slowly, kissing up my body, before reaching my mouth. He kisses me softly there, but I can taste myself all over his lips. He leans down, taking my knees and scooping me up. I squeal and laugh as he gently lowers me into the water. The warm water surrounds me immediately, and I sigh in relief.

Exactly what I need.

He always knows exactly what I need.

ADDISON

“Is Skye down?” Ciara asks, handing me a stack of plates.

I grin at her. She looks much better now she’s spent some ‘alone’ time with Spike.

“Yep,” I say. “Sleeping like an angel. They all are, though Danny wasn’t easy to get down.”

“She is an angel,” she smiles. “She’s so darn cute. I hope this one is a girl. And don’t mind Danny, he has his father’s energy.”