Sassy in Diapers (2 page)

THREE

Karla returned from her impromptu doctor’s visit with the news that everything looked good. Her doctor joked she would be able to sleep soon, except for the three babies wanting attention. Karla didn’t see the humor in the comment. She opened her door with a groan. Her back was hurting, and the leg cramps were getting worse.

The first thing she noticed were the rose petals on the floor. Nate. What was he up to? She’d been so distant with him lately. Not on purpose, but she couldn’t stop herself. Every time she thought of the responsibility of three kids on her shoulders, she started to hyperventilate.

“Nate?” she called out.

She followed the trail of petals to their bedroom. The door was closed, but there was an envelope taped to it.
OPEN ME
. She smiled at the message. Her mate was bossy.

She really didn’t know why he was going through so much trouble to romance her. With how tired and cranky she was lately, it was hard for her to really appreciate his hard work when it came to being romantic.

Tugging the envelope gently, she tore it off the door, opened it, and pulled out a card.

Have faith in you. Have faith in me. Together, we can do anything.

Her heart melted at the lovely words. He must have seen the fear in her eyes lately. She opened her bedroom door and smiled. The room was lit with candles. Pillar candles in a soft lavender scent illuminated every available surface. The bed had been dressed in a lilac cover and sheets. In fact, now that she noticed it, the room appeared to have been cleaned up.

Their bathroom door opened, and Nate came out in a pair of boxers and nothing else. Her throat went dry. She loved seeing him naked. Or in this case, half naked. He had such a sexy body, with muscles and abs she loved tracing with her fingers.

When she decided to trust her heart about Nate and their relationship, everything changed. She’d grown up a big girl and was pretty used to her body. Nate’s love for her curves had given her confidence a nice boost, but pregnancy had made her bigger than ever. She felt all kinds of uncomfortable. Her body nurtured three lives, but at the same time, she worried she looked awful to her man. The blaze of need in his gaze as he stared at her face helped ease her fears...and heated her blood to a sizzle.

“Come here, beautiful.” He cupped her face and kissed her. It was a soft nuzzling of his lips over hers. Sweet. Nice. Not what she wanted. Along with the aches and pains, the panic and the fear, she’d also lost some of her sex drive. Now, in what felt like forever, she finally felt arousal bloom inside. She wanted him to touch her. To give her that warmth she got from their physical relationship.

He led her into the bathroom. More candles lit the area surrounding her large tub.

“Nate, you know I can’t go in the hot tub,” she sighed. She really wanted to have a hot soak, but it was advised by her doctor to stop the hot tub usage once she hit the halfway mark. Unlike regular pregnancies, shifter ones tended to be shorter. That didn’t make them any less uncomfortable for the mother though.

He glanced at her, grinning at her frown, and proceeded to tug on her clothes. “We won’t turn on the whirlpool, and it’s just warm water with scented oil. Nothing that will be dangerous.” He caressed a hand over her cheek. “Trust me; I checked.”

Exhaustion pulled at her muscles, so she allowed him to remove her clothes. A loud sigh escaped her lips as he helped her into the warm water. “This is so sexy.”

He barked a laugh. “Sexy? It’s only warm water.”

She grinned at his golden eyes. “I know, but my legs hurt. My back hurts. I want a nap, and I have been a bitch to you lately. I’m sorry, baby.” She sighed. “I bet you didn’t expect I would be such a pain in the ass once we mated, huh?”

He put a rolled towel behind her head. “You’re crazy. You’re pregnant with triplets. What do you expect, to be happy all day? I’d be worried if you didn’t have any complaints.”

She leaned back in the water, her belly popping over the water line. He kneeled next to the tub, grabbing her wet hand in his and lifting it to his lips. “I love you, Karla.”

“I’m sorry. I...” She glanced down at her body. She’d been used to being big, but now she felt all kinds of weird. “Other people told me they felt sexy being pregnant,” she burst out. “I don’t. I feel fat. Ugly. Heck, I feel like a beached whale on the best days.”

Her mind had focused on her appearance during her last stage of pregnancy, and she had pushed her mate away due to feelings of inadequacy.

“Karla, look at me,” he ordered.

There was no escape. She glanced up and knew she was in trouble. The usual smile wasn’t in his eyes. Instead, there was an openness she’d come to adore in Nate.

“I’m not saying that because I need sweet words, Nate,” she rushed to add.

He leaned closer, bringing his head inches from hers. “You’re beautiful. Pregnant or not, you are. You are the mother of my children. You’re losing sleep and enduring pain for our offspring. If that’s not enough beauty, you look gorgeous pregnant.”

She glanced away from him, not really believing his words. “Nate...”

FOUR

“I’m not lying, sweetheart. I’ve loved your body from the first day I saw you. But this new you? You represent everything I love in a woman. Beauty, sass, humor, honesty, and now you’re also the mother of my children. You’re beyond sexy. Fertility has never looked this good on any other female.” He closed the distance, bringing his lips to hers and kissing her the way she loved. Hard. Rough. With that edge of desperation that made her wet.

He twined his fingers into her hair, gripping the strands and pushing her head back so he could drive his tongue into her mouth. With quick swipes, he fanned the flames of her desire. She clutched the tub with both hands, holding on and letting her need flow through their kiss. He growled, sending vibrations rumbling down her body.

She loved Nate’s kisses. They were addictive. He managed to make her stupid and hot with his lips. Passion grew in her chest, flowing down her body to curl at her core.

He cupped her breast with the other hand, tweaking her nipple gently. She sucked a breath in through their kiss. God, that tiny flick of her flesh made her pussy quiver. Her back arched, and she pushed her chest into his hand. Tearing her lips from his became a necessity. She struggled to get into her lungs. She leaned her head into his hand. He kissed her jaw, licking his way to her earlobe.

“Do you want me to make you come?”

“Yes,” she gasped. She needed it. She’d been too stressed and worked up over so many things. The one thing she knew would help her loosen up was his hands on her.

He glided his hand down, over her belly, and between her open legs. “I’ve missed touching you like this,” he breathed by her ear. He kissed down her neck to her chest and sucked a nipple into his mouth. Explosions of pleasure blasted behind her lids. His lips on her had to be the quickest shot of liquid bliss in the world. It was beyond erotic.

“I’ve missed your touch, too,” she whimpered. He traced her pussy with his fingers. Not penetrating. Not moving away. She was half-out of her mind with need to come. “Make me come, Nate. I want to. I need to.”

He fingered her clit, rubbing lightly before gliding his digits into her pussy. Her body tightened around his fingers. She ached with even more desire for him.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Moan louder,” he rumbled on her breast.

He drove his fingers in and out of her pussy, slow at first, but then increasing in speed. His tongue flicked back and forth on her nipple, twirling and nibbling lightly. Her pussy tightened around his fingers. The tension inside her cracked so fast she was left dazed from the speed of her reaction. He thumbed her clit, pressing hard and nipping her breast at the same time.

Pleasure unfurled inside her, until all she could do was cling to the tub as her body shook from the force of her release. She gasped a scream, her muscles so loose she’d swear they liquefied with every breath she took.

He kissed his way back up to her lips and brought his other hand to rest on her belly. She couldn’t move. It had been exhausting to come, and now all she wanted to do was lay there. The sound of her cell phone ringing pulled them out of their private moment.

Nate lifted his head away from her face and pierced her with his golden gaze. “I will always want you.”

The way he said it, so decisive and not open for question, made her smile. “Always?”

He nodded. “Always.” He traced a long, angry, red stretch mark on her belly. She glanced down at what he was doing with his fingers before meeting his gaze again. “When you’re pregnant. When you’re not. When you’re youthful and when you’re old. Always,” he said solemnly. “My desire for you is only beat by my love for you.”

“Nate, you don’t have to—”

“I know. I need you to understand. Every aspect of you is beautiful to me. And I will always want you. Don’t question it. You’re my other half, Karla. I will never want another woman the way I want you. I will never love another like I love you. You are the most precious person in my life.”

“Even with the babies?”

“If there were no babies, I’d still love you more than my own life.”

The phone rang again. He glanced over his shoulder and then back at her. “I’ll get that for you. Lay there and relax. I’ll make you dinner.”

She had truly lucked out with Nate. Not only was he romantic in every sense of the word, but he did things she’d never expected. Her heart filled with happiness. He loved her more than anyone else. Now she needed to figure out how to give him and their children the best mate and mother she could.

He returned with her cell phone and a champagne flute. She grinned, “I can’t be drinking,” she laughed.

He winked and pressed a quick kiss to her lips. “It’s apple juice.”

She put the phone to her ear and sighed over his thoughtfulness. “Hello?”

“Hi, darling!” Barbara said. “How are you feeling?”

Karla leaned her head back on the towel pillow and sunk deeper into the water. “Tired but good.”

“Wonderful. I saw this lovely painting of wolf cubs with their parents, and I wanted to buy it for you, but I have no idea what colors you’re using for the nursery so I figured I’d ask.”

She closed her eyes and thought about the nursery. For once, the idea of the nursery didn’t send her into a panic attack. Probably her sex-hazed brain cells weren’t focused on Karla being an awful mother. “I was thinking of something in a cute zoo-animal theme. Nothing crazy. Something boys and girls can grow in.”

“That’s right. You don’t know if you’re having boys or girls, do you?”

She grinned. “I know at least one is a boy, but we were told one of them couldn’t be seen. He or she was being shy.”

“I think that idea you have is great. Imagine having the whole room set up that way. Three cribs each set up and lots of cute baby animals.”

She let her mind roam over the possibilities. “I’d love to have a mural painted in the room. Maybe even a quote about believing in yourself. I don’t know. Those are just ideas.”

“Well, they’re great ideas,” Barbara said. “I will let you rest, and go find that painting. You have a great evening, and remember I’m here for anything you need.”

“Barbara, I wanted to ask you a favor.” She blurted out spontaneously. The idea occurred to her that maybe if Barbara taught her how to be a good mother, like she was, Karla wouldn’t mess up raising her kids.

“Sure. What do you need?”

“I want you to teach me how to be a good mom.”

FIVE

There was a moment of silence before Barbara replied. “You want me to teach you how to be a good mother?”

“Yes. You’re the best one I know. I would appreciate your guidance.”

“Oh, Karla,” Barbara choked up. “That is one of the loveliest things anyone has ever said to me,” she sniffled.

“It’s the truth. You’re an amazing mother. If I was half as good as you, I’d be happy.”

“Honey, all you need to do is trust your instinct when it comes to your children. And don’t let them get over on you. They might think they are, but you will always know when you’re being played. Kids are obvious.”

Barbara was right. She needed to trust her instinct and herself more. She was a teacher. She knew kids. So maybe she’d have three who depended on her and Nate, but nobody was perfect. All she could do was try her best, and that’s what she’d do.

Once she finished her bath, she wrapped her robe around her body and went into the bedroom. Nate had placed a table in their bedroom and set it up for dinner. He’d really done a great job. She sat at the edge of the bed, waiting for him to return from the kitchen.

When he did, she motioned him to her with the crook of a finger.

He raised a brow and grinned. “I think I’m about to like whatever you have planned.”

She smiled, watching him lower to squat between her legs. He pushed the sides of her robe open and slipped his hands up her body, removing the material as he went. She kissed him, stroking his tongue with hers. A low moan sounded in the back of her throat. Why did she let her mothering worries push him away? How could anything be a reason to allow her to keep her mate at a distance? It stopped now. She raked her nails over his arms, loving his muscles shifting under her fingertips.

He broke their kiss, licked his lips, and glanced down at her full breasts. “I want to lick my way down your body. Then I’m going to spread your legs wide and feast on your pussy.”

A shudder racked her body. That sounded so good. Him licking her, fucking her. Him showing her how much he wanted her now that she didn’t feel as desirable as she normally did.

He kissed the corner of her mouth, raining kisses down her chin and neck. He continued his way south, licking between her breasts, then nibbling on one of her nipples. Nate knew just how to touch her. How to kiss her. How to make her body ache for him. She moaned, gripping his hand in her fists and holding him to her breast. There wasn’t much relief there. Dammit!

She groaned, loving the feel of his tongue gliding down until he was between her legs. She leaned back on the bed, glancing at the ceiling fan. She loved how careful he was with her, spreading her legs open with care but still growling softly and telling her how much he loved the scent of her arousal.

“You smell so fucking good, Karla,” he groaned. “Sweet. Like dessert.”

She grinned. One of the things she’d learned with Nate was that lack of harsh scents was better when she was with him. So she’d stopped wearing any perfumes. Apparently her body’s natural scents turned him into a horny wolf. Her lids fluttered closed at the first swipe of his tongue on her pussy. Breaths pumped out of her lungs in a rush. She gulped. Her body hummed with pleasure. Muscles tensed with the joy of his touch.

“Nate, you have an amazing mouth,” she moaned.

It was one of the things she’d loved in her mate. He flicked, twirled, and twisted his tongue on her clit until she went cross-eyed. Until all she could do was moan and beg for him to keep going. Nothing else mattered when his mouth was on her sex, and he was licking and fondling her with his tongue.

He growled, sending vibrations shooting up her spine. Her belly quivered as tension gathered in her core. She curled her fingers into claws in his hair, gripping his strands and trying to pull him closer.

Nate knew just what to do to get her body to respond to his touch. He knew how to caress areas she had no idea were so sensitive. How to lick her clit. How to fuck her pussy with his fingers, curling his fingers into hooks to massage her G-spot. He knew that doing that would trigger sparks of lust to shoot her over the edge.

“Oh, Nate!”

He nibbled and sucked on her clit. That’s all it took. One real good suck and she was a goner. Her back came off the bed. She squealed, fighting to keep her breath at the same time her body let go of the tension snapping inside her.

She tried to catch her body and stop her knees from shaking, with little success, until Nate helped her to a sitting position. He flipped a chair he’d set up for dinner, to face away from the table. His boxers flew south as he shrugged them off in a flash. He stood naked and proud, his cock facing up and hard as steel. She knew he was turned on, and she loved that she could do that to him. Every day he wanted to make love to her so desperately was a testament to his desire for her. The fact he wanted her whether she was big from being curvy or big being pregnant didn’t matter. He wanted her. Then he sat down and winked. “Bring your gorgeous ass over here.”

She laughed and shook her head. “Only you would call my very large ass gorgeous.”

“I happen to love you and your large ass,” he said. “Now bring it here.”

She tried a sexy sway toward him, but was sure it was more like a sexy waddle. Not that she cared at the moment. The blaze of need in his eyes was all she needed to see. She glanced at him jerking his cock in his grasp. What a turn on. He palmed his cock, the entire time staring at her breasts.

He turned her to face away from him and helped her straddle his lap. She leaned forward, holding herself up using the bed for leverage. Meanwhile, he guided her hips down until his cock was at her entrance. Her pussy was soaked. She visualized him inside her. How good it would feel. How much she’d enjoy it. There was no holding back then. She pushed down, taking his shaft into her body and feeling him stretch her.

“Ah, baby. You grew tighter. Does it hurt?” he asked, his voice a low growl.

It did hurt some. Her body was weird lately, and she wasn’t as wet as she normally was, but she ignored that and instead focused on how much she enjoyed sex with Nate. She shook her head and pressed down again, taking more of him into her body.

“Oh!” she gasped.

Her body tightened around his. She took her time, lifting and dropping until she could take him all the way. Until she sat on his legs with him balls deep inside her.

“That feels fucking unbelievable,” he snarled, gripping her hips and helping her wiggle on his cock.

She leaned back, pressing her back to his chest and lifting his hands to her breasts. “Play with my nipples,” she murmured. They were ultra-sensitive, and his touch managed to send her over the edge every time. It was like shooting lightning down her body.

He massaged her breasts, kissing her neck while she moved on his lap. Fire danced in her veins, increasing her pleasure tenfold with every rock of her hips on his dick. There was no quick, crazy fucking this time. It wouldn’t take her long to push over the threshold. This was a love-making session meant to show her how much she was desired.

She knew that and loved him so much harder for it. He’d allowed her to push him away, because he was probably under the impression she wanted space. But the moment she’d spoken of feeling unsure about her sex appeal during pregnancy, he’d shown her that he could never get enough of her. Like he did every time they were together. He killed those thoughts before they took up too much space in her head.

“I love you, baby,” he whispered by her ear. “I love you pregnant. I love you curvy. I love you every way there is to love you. You’re my everything.”

She wiggled harder. Her pussy sucked his hard cock, with every rocking motion she did. “I love you too, Nate.”

He pinched her nipples, shoving her over the edge and into a sea of bliss. She screamed, digging her nails into his hands as she came. Her vision blurred and reality ceased to exist. The only thing she knew was the pleasure coursing through her veins, turning her muscles lax.

He stiffened beneath her, his cock pulsing inside her quivering sex. His howl caught her by surprise. There was a breath, and he did a full-body shiver as he filled her with his seed. He held her in his arms while they waited for their breathing to return to normal. She was still trying to stop the shaking in her knees when he lifted her up and brought her to the bed. She met his gaze with a grin. “What about dinner?”

He shrugged, making those gorgeous muscles call her attention. “I’ll bring it to the bed.”

“And anything else I want in bed with me?” She asked.

“What else do you want?” He said glancing at the table.

“You. In bed. Now.” She laughed at his expression.

“That’s the first time you picked me over food since you’ve been pregnant.”

She raised her brows. “Who said I was picking you over food. I’m picking you
and
the food. There’s a difference.”