Page 39

CHAPTER 39

TATUM

Miriam is so fucking pregnant right now, it’s almost unbelievable how quickly we got to this point. Her new doctor checked her out after easing up on her bedrest and we all blew out a breath when he said she’s doing well.

The appointment was yesterday, and I had to leave straight from there and head to a twelve-hour shift overnight. I didn’t want to leave her, but I’m trying to get in shifts where I can to make up my hours. With only a few calls through the night, I’m feeling overly anxious, as if I need to go for a few miles long run to burn it off.

Entering the house before seven in the morning, I’m surprised to find Miriam the only one awake. She’s wearing a dress and a sweater over the top to keep the early morning coolness away and she looks mouthwateringly gorgeous.

I open my mouth to ask where everyone is, but she holds a finger in front of her mouth to shush me and whispers, “Ezra and Kevin are asleep in my room. Kevin was called out in the middle of the night and only got back a few hours ago. Richard went into work already.”

I toss my keys in the air in thought, then jerk my head toward the door. “Perfect, let’s go.”

“Where?”

I bite my lip and grin playfully. “Does it matter?”

“Nope. Help me up, please.” Holding her hands out, I fight off a laugh and tug her to her feet. She slips her shoes on and follows me outside. It’s finally warmed up and while there is a chill in the air this morning, it’s tolerable with just long sleeves.

Instead of getting the in the car, I grab her hand, and we take our time to walk toward the back of Kevin’s property where a pond is hidden behind the trees. If it was more than a ten-minute walk, I’d have driven her, but I know Miriam has been dying to stretch her legs.

“You doing okay?” I ask halfway there. She nods, pleasure filling her face as she tips her face to the slight breeze.

“Perfect. The best way to start the day!”

I’m extra thrilled that she’s happy because we’ve all seen her struggle with the restrictions this pregnancy has placed on her. The few visits her best friend Susanna has made did wonders to perk her up, but I think deep down, it also makes her realize that her brothers and father have yet to come.

We’ve all reached out to them regularly, offering rides, but her dad always comes up with a reason they can’t make it at the last minute. Normally something that needs to be done around the house. I’ve overheard a few video calls she’s had, and it sounds as if it’s out of her siblings’ hands.

As if she can read my mind, she says, “Christian is coming tomorrow. With Ale and maybe Cesar. Cesar is planning to skip school, but the younger two can’t get away with it. Normally I’d tell them not to, but I miss them.”

“I assume your dad doesn’t know?”

Her easy smile falls away. “No. I don’t know what his problem is. Maybe he’s pissed I’m pregnant, but it’s bullshit he won’t come here. He won’t even talk to me for more than a few minutes at a time and the second I try to broach the topic, he hands the phone off.”

“Maybe he’s ashamed of how he’s been behaving and doesn’t want to admit he’s being an ass? People sometimes run from their consequences,” I offer as an alternative.

She doesn’t respond until we stop by a massive oak near the edge of the water. “It still doesn’t excuse it. If I could, I’d have already gone there and followed him around until we finally talked about it. My hands are tied and it’s pretty shitty of him to be like this. I love my papá , but I don’t like him so much right now. He’s punishing me for something that’s well out of my hands at this point.”

“Rolando is an idiot.”

I shrug out of my sweatshirt and fold it to create a seat for her. She glances at the ground and gives me an incredulous look. “I’m not sure if you’re aware, but I’m hugely pregnant and there’s no way I’ll be able to get down there.”

Instead of answering, I sweep her into my arms, surprised that even with the added weight from the baby, she’s still decently light. Being careful, I hold her and sit on the ground, then shift her so she’s between my legs and sitting on the fabric.

“Thanks?” Eyeing me over her shoulder for a moment, she turns to face the water and leans against me. We enjoy the scenery for a bit before she asks, “How was your shift last night?”

“Thankfully uneventful. My partner and I spent the evening transporting patients between hospitals; no emergency calls.”

“That’s good.” I can tell her mind is working hard, but she doesn’t say anything else, just sighs.

Leaning forward, I drop my chin on her shoulder and wrap my arm under her chest, resting it across the stop of her stomach. “What’s on your mind, pretty girl?”

“I’m bored.”

With a laugh, I kiss her behind her ear. “Right now, or in general?”

“In general. I appreciate all you guys have done to keep me entertained, but I’m getting sick of this. I want to do something. Anything that isn’t what I did yesterday.”

Rolling my chin over her shoulder, I think it over and decide to take a chance. “You’re feeling pretty good this morning? Physically, I mean. No headaches or lightheadedness?”

“Yeah, why?”

Humming in pleasure, I sing out, “No reason.”

I let her relax again as we enjoy the breeze, and I slowly trail my hand over her sides, then up and down her arms. The soft stroking has her relaxing further into my body, and I use that to my advantage.

Running my hand over her swollen belly, I dip lower and ease up the hem of her dress. “What are you doing?” Her question is breathless, and she’s not stopping me, so I take it as a good sign.

“Making today different from yesterday. Will you let me play?”

Her answer is to arch her back and adjust so she’s more comfortably leaning against me. “Definitely.”

Laughing, I trail my lips across her covered shoulder until I find bare skin at the base of her neck. With her permission, I tug her dress up to her chest and slide my hand down again, finding the edge of her panties and slip my fingers under the soft fabric.

“Someone’s been getting teased for quite a bit. Are you attached to these?” I pluck at the edge and let them snap into place, making her jerk against me.

“Not at all.” She stresses her words with a lift of her hips, so I reach down with my other hand and grip the side, tearing them away from her pussy, exposing her to the air.

With a groan, I bury my fingers inside of her, using my thumb to rub at her clit. “Fuck, Miri. You’re soaking for me.” I keep my thumb on her with firm pressure and fuck her slowly with my hand, ignoring my cock as it strains against my pants to be freed.

I had no plans to make this about me, but she fumbles behind her and settles her palm over my shaft, squeezing each time I thrust inside of her. “Tate. I need to feel you. I can’t stand it.”

“Can you sit forward for a second?”

She pushes away from me, and I shift around behind her, shoving my pants down far enough to free my cock. Then I reach for her and help her onto my lap. “Fuck, yes.” Her encouragement has me dripping precum from the head of my cock.

Holding the base, I guide the head to her pussy, and with soft words, ease her over me. We both groan loudly as I sink into her. She rocks herself slightly until she’s flush against me.

I feel as though I could explode in her right now, but I mentally tell myself to make this good for her. Sitting up further, I hug myself to her back and grit out, “I’ll move you. Just keep your legs spread and let me do the work.”

Miriam nods her head quickly, then lays her head back against my shoulder, turning her face so she can kiss my neck. I lift her slowly and drop her down, helping her grind against me and I swear to God, she fucking explodes.

With a loud cry, she wraps her around my neck and hangs on as she comes all over my cock. I stare at her with wide eyes, confused about what just happened. She’s jerking over me, her pussy spasming and driving me closer to my own release.

“What—”

Releasing a gusty sigh, she laughs. “You and your fucking asshole friends have been teasing me for weeks. I’ve felt on edge for days.”

“That was… holy shit. Can you go again?” I pump my hips up and she moans.

“ Sí, pendejo .” She nips at my lips and smiles against my mouth. “Fuck me, Tate.”

I meet her mouth, kissing her deeply as I continue to drive my cock into her, her muscles squeezing me so tightly I don’t know how much longer I can stand it.

“Baby, I’m going to—” Movement from the side of us draws my attention. I lean toward her ear and whisper, “Ez is stalking you. Would you like me to send him away?”

I pull back and see her dilated eyes are filled with excitement. She shakes her head ever so slightly. Holy fuck . She gets off on the idea of Ezra hunting her. Playing along with her, I turn her so her back is flush against my chest again and tell her to close her eyes.

Lifting her legs to hang them over my thighs, I spread hers wide open, then find Ezra crouched and silently getting closer.

I catch his eye and wave him over out of Miriam’s sight. Jerking my head to come forward, I reach around and grip her thighs, then thrust in deeply, holding myself there as she cries out.

Ezra and I have shared before, but when he belly crawls between her legs, it hits me that we’ve never done this before. I can tell the moment he latches onto her clit because she jolts and screams so loudly, I cover her mouth to ensure no one in the area can hear.

“You have to stay calm, baby girl. Let him make you come.” I bite at her neck and let the rolling of her hips over me drive me closer while Ezra eats her out.

He hasn’t said anything to her yet, but she doesn’t seem bothered. She buries a hand into his hair and holds on, riding both my cock and his tongue to her own orgasm. Hearing her suck in air quicker and quicker, I know she’s getting close, so I pluck at her nipples gently through her sweater and it must have been all she needed to fall over the cliff.

With a hand gripping both my head and Ezra’s, her mouth falls open as her eyes roll back. She comes silently, but her body is trembling as Ezra moans against her. As soon as she goes lax, he backs away and I use the opportunity to hold her tight and thrust inside of her three times before I’m filling her with my cum.

Miriam’s head rolls side to side, as she catches her breath, every movement sending pulses through her pussy to grip my cock.

Ezra is sitting back on his heels, watching her like a lion, ready to eat her up again, then his head tilts to the side in confusion. I dip my chin to look at her face and chuckle when I see she’s passed right the fuck out with me still buried inside of her.

“I’m taking her back home,” he says, speaking for the first time since showing up. I help him gather her into his arms, her dress falling over her thighs as I wince when she’s separated from me.

“Probably a good idea,” I whisper. “I don’t think I’d make it back carrying her. I’m fucking done for.”

It’s been so long since I’ve fucked Miriam, and I haven’t touched anything other than my own dick for over six months. I watch as he cradles her against his chest, placing soft kisses on her face, and turns to leave me.

“Ez,” I call out. He pauses, but doesn’t turn around. “You love her, don’t you?”

That has him looking at me with a raised brow over his shoulder. “You have to ask? Of course I’m in love with her.”

Snorting out a laugh, I nod, but I’m glad he’s said it. “I didn’t doubt it, but wanted to hear you say it.”

He turns and stares at me, Miriam snoring softly in his arms. “You?”

With a slow nod, I give him a hard look. He needs to know he can’t keep her to himself. “I do.”

“So do Richard and Kevin. They haven’t told her, though.”

That surprises me. Not that they have feelings for her, but that he’s accepting more players in this unique situation. “And?” I ask him, curious about what he has to say.

He shrugs. “They make her happy. Well, Rich is debatable. I’m not sure she needs him, but he needs her.”

I lift both brows, waiting for him to expand on that.

“Dude, the guy has lost his head over her. He’s lucky she’s even entertaining the idea of involving him in mi bebé’s life.” Then, he turns and I barely hear him whisper to Miriam, “I can’t wait to hunt you again, mi pétalo .”