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pregnancies. I only feel woozy for an hour or so in the evenings and then I’m fine. I’m nearly two months along now. Thought I had the flu.” She laughed and love filled him to bursting.
    “Then it’s safe to ravish you?”
    “I’m always up for being ravished by you, Matthew Chase.”
    To underline her point, she went to her knees, reached around and guided him true and sank down again, taking him deep and stealing his breath.
    “Damn, sugar, that feels fabulous.” An understatement of course.
    Tate should have known he’d be thrilled by her announcement. She should have known he’d notice she was drinking ginger ale. He kept a close eye on all those he loved, especially his women, as he referred to her and their daughters.
    His concern always touched her. His excitement at the idea of adding another child to their family only reinforced that she was the luckiest woman on earth. This baby she carried would grow up in a house filled with love and joy, where he or she was wanted. That she could give that to her children was one of the best things she’d ever achieved. She’d come so far, had been blessed with so much it sometimes made her stop, her heart pounding, a smile on her face and tears blurring her vision.
    All because of the man she loved. The man who loved her .
    But right then it was just the two of them. Alone. Naked. She had far better things to do with her time and his body than getting weepy.
    He was thick inside her. Hard. Insistent. That laid-back thing he did on the outside hid the less-than-laid-back realities of Matt Chase in bed. That man liked things his way. She smiled down at him and began to move, slowly at first, simply enjoying the moment. Knowing he’d strain to let her be in charge before finally taking over.
    As games went, it was one of her favorites.
    “That smile on your face should scare me. But I know you well enough to understand it’s gonna be good for me either way.”
    She laughed and added a swivel, delighting in his grunt and the flush on his face.
    “You feeling okay?”
    So sweet. She nodded. “Better than okay.” She pointed to him. “Hello.”
    His expression changed, and after a dizzy movement she found herself on her back with him looming over her. “That’s better. Not that I don’t love the way you look above me like the goddess you are. But this way…well.” He waggled his brows and underlined his words by thrusting in deep and hard.
    With her first pregnancy he’d been careful with her. She’d practically had to jump on him to get any action. He had been afraid to hurt her. Ha. But this was baby number three, and he’d learned she wasn’t so fragile and that if he was hurting her she’d tell him just that.
    Plus she knew he couldn’t resist her, which was the most powerful aphrodisiac ever.
    Another lucky thing was how good the man was with all his parts. He kept his pace relentless, but enough to hold back from climax. He could tease her for long periods of time, rendering her into an incoherent, begging mess.
    “I love you, Tate.” He bent to kiss her and she stretched up to meet his mouth.
    “Love you too. Now make me come.”
    He laughed but moved to obey, his hand caressing her thigh to reach her clit, giving her a feather-light touch. Still, enough to send jolts of pleasure arcing through her system. Enough to make her inner walls clutch him tight.
    “Damn,” he snarled, and the touch on her clit became more sure.
    He continued to devastate her until he had indeed turned her into an incoherent mess, just dancing right on the edge of climax. And he looked like a model while he did it. She was lucky.
    “Now I think I’m ready to fly apart with you, darlin’.” He said this as his touch firmed and that edge she’d been on sent her teetering over, headlong into orgasm so intense there was nothing but the two of them, nothing but his body against her, inside of her.
    He followed with a snarl of her name.
    When he fell to the bed with