Unleashed: Declan & Kara (Beg For It 1) - Page 103

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The butt plug vibrating on high, I rewarded her by pressing my thumb directly against her clit.

“Now come for me, hard.” I growled the command and she bucked against me, convulsing, creaming all over my fingers. She leaned her face into a towel at her side so she could muffle her screams. I’d placed it there. I always tried to think of anything she might need. I couldn’t ever get enough of her—the moment when her perfect body went so tense, a rigid board strumming with need then shuddering into release, thrashing wildly as she nearly blacked out.

I gave her a long time to come down, holding her close to me and stroking her hair. I slipped out the butt plug and got her completely comfortable. I covered her up once again so I could bring up the curtains on our private cabana and let the gentle island breezes caress her face.

She nuzzled in on my chest, a dreamy smile, her body soft and pliant. I’d never get enough of this woman.



Six Months Later

“I’ve been thinking, Kara.” Declan stood in our private honeymoon suite, a drink in hand, some stubble on his handsome jaw. He wore lightweight pants and nothing else, the warm island breeze caressing us. “Let’s go to the Kavanaugh holiday party.”

And here I was thinking I was the one about to drop a bomb.

I’d just taken a test in the bathroom, the kind with the stick you peed on. It had a cross on it and if my shaking hands and nervously excited brain were correctly processing the instructions on the folded-up piece of paper from the box, it meant that I was pregnant. Declan and I were going to have a baby.

But here he was telling me that he was ready to meet his family. He’d had time to think it over, to adjust to the bombshell of his father’s identity. He’d gotten over the pain and hurt and fear and now he was ready and willing to take a chance.

“You want to go, right?” he asked me as I stood there, stunned and silent.

“Um, yeah.” I shook my head, trying to clear the thoughts of baby rattles and baby blankets and soft, pink little baby hands holding on to my finger.

“We can fly up to New York from here and spend a few days. It’ll be fun going back there with you. We had a good time this summer.”

“We did.” I wrapped my hands around his neck. “You really want to go to the party? We don’t have to, you know.”

“I want to go. I want to meet my family.”

I kissed him with all my heart. I wanted to meet them, too. After our honeymoon.

And what a honeymoon it was, all warm breezes and more hot orgasms that I could count. After you got into double digits, your brain went a little soft. It was a proven scientific fact.

I dissolved into his kiss. With his mouth on me, it was easy to forget everything else.

Almost. Because telling Declan that he was going to become a father was a big deal. Honestly, given the complicated emotions he had about his own father, I didn’t know how he was going to react.

“I think I’m ready to meet them all.” Declan stroked my hair, gazing at me with a slight smile playing across his lips. “I would have liked to have met my father.” A moment of pain flashed in his eyes. I brought my hand to his cheek. “I promise, Kara.” His voice choked with emotion, he brought his hand up and placed it over my own. “If we ever…I’ll be a better father. If someday—”

“I’m pregnant.” I blurted it out before I knew what I was doing. So much for keeping the news to myself. I’d never been good at that kind of thing.

“What?” He looked at me, open-mouthed in surprise.

“I’m pregnant. I know it’s not the right time to tell you but I had to tell you.” Words practically tumbled out of my mouth, one tripping over the other to get to the end.

“You’re pregnant?” he repeated, looking dumbstruck.

I nodded. “You’re going to be a father. And you’re going to be so amazing.”

“Are you all right?” He brought his hands to my shoulders. “Do you need anything? Should you sit down?”

I laughed. “I’m fine. I’m only about five weeks along. I feel great.”

“You’re pregnant,” he repeated. I nodded, looking up at him shyly. To my great relief and joy, a smile started to grow on his face. “You’re pregnant.” This time he sounded almost excited. “You’re going to have a baby!”

I nodded, tears coming to my eyes. He wrapped me in his arms and I felt his emotion, too, as he took a deep, shaking breath and held me close.

“Kara,” he murmured. “You’ve given me so much.”

“You don’t realize how much you’ve given me.” I looked up at him. “Declan, I know all this with your father is crazy, and now we’re going to have a baby and it’s all so much. But you know what? I think everything’s going to work out.”

“Yeah?” He matched the crazy, reckless smile on my face with one of his own.

“Yeah. I think we’re going to have a great time meeting your family. And then I think we’re going to have a baby and start a family of our own.”

He laughed. “You think?”

“I do.” I nodded through the happy tears in my eyes.

“And you’re OK to fly?” Concern flooded his gaze again as he looked at my perfectly flat stomach.

“Yes, Declan.” I laughed.

“OK.” He smiled at me. “Let’s do this. I’m all in.”

I threw my arms around his neck. His smell, his warmth, his love, I never wanted to let go. I couldn’t believe life could be so good.

“We’re going to have a baby,” Declan murmured. I looked up into his smiling face. He brought a hand to my hair, smoothing it back as he liked to do. “Nothing else matters, you know. Just you and me.”

“And baby makes three,” I finished for him, smiling.

He was right. No matter what happened next, we had everything we needed right there. Our love was everything.



Kara stood at the vanity in a red teddy built for sin, brushing her hair like she didn’t know she made me hard the second I saw her. When I’d left her that morning for a quick meeting with a business associate, she’d still been sleeping. It was a 17-hour time difference between New York and Fiji where we’d spent our honeymoon. Even a seasoned traveler such as myself had trouble with that time change. Kara would get used to it, though. I planned on showing her the world.

Coming up behind her, I slipped my hands around her waist, caressing the soft silk of her lingerie.

“You’re back!” she exclaimed with delight as I kissed her neck.

“How’s my wife?” I couldn’t help it. I knew it was cheesy, the sort of affectionate term of endearment that a year ago would have made me wretch. But with Kara, I let myself go.

“Your wife is happy to see you.” She smiled at me in the mirror.

“How are you feeling today?” With great care, I brought my hands around to her still-flat stomach. I couldn’t believe she was pregnant and that we were going to have a baby together. To say it blew my mind would be a complete understatement.

“I’m excited! I can’t wait to meet your grandmother!”

Yeah, that. With a grumble, I leaned back against the vanity and ran my hand through my hair. That’s why we were in New York. We were going to meet my brand-spanking-new family, wrapped up and delivered to me in a bow. Today, we had plans to meet my biological grandmother and my half-sister over lunch. Then, tomorrow, we’d have a ceremonial Reviewing of the Will and then Saturday, their annual holiday party.

I was sure they would all be thrilled to meet me, the bastard born out-of-wedlock trying to hone in on their inheritance. They’d be sure to greet me with open arms.

The thing was, it wasn’t me that I really cared about. I could take a few cold shoulders. But if anyone was anything less than 100 percent kind and gracious to Kara, I’d rip their fucking teeth out. I hadn’t grown up on the Upper East Side with a silver spoon in my mouth like they had. I was the bastard, th

e forgotten kid, and I knew how to use my fists. They’d just better not give me a good reason.

“She sounded really nice on the phone.”

“What?” When had Kara talked to my grandmother?

“Oh, I called her this morning while you were out. I wanted to double-check the address and time and all that. And see if we could bring anything.”

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