“That’s such a good pickup line,” Hubrie howled faintly.
Duke sighed into his hand. “Please ignore him. And get back under the covers.”
Nat’s heart leaped. He looked over at the crib, where Wanda was babbling at them. “Can I bring her over?”
“Of course.”
Nat went to get Wanda; she smiled and kicked in his arms.
“Fuck,” Duke said.
Nat was about to remind him of her delicate little ears, when he realized that Duke was frowning at his lap. “What’s wrong?”
Duke looked up. And back down. Nat covered Wanda’s eyes.
“I thought I might as well remove the condom since I’m out of you,” Duke said slowly. “I came a lot last night. Or this morning. A few hours ago.”
“Okay, and...?” Nat clambered onto the bed.
Duke gestured between his legs. “It broke.”
“Your cock broke?” Nat looked again, and realized that the condom looked kind of loose around Duke.
Because it had split all the way down one side, and it was flapping open around his cock.
“Did it soak into the bed?” Nat asked, right before he remembered waking up with Dukeburied inside him.
He looked between his own legs. There was barely a drip going down his thigh.
Duke patted all over the bed, his frown growing. “No. There’s hardly any trace of it left.”
“So...”
Duke met his eyes. “I think it all went inside you.”
* * *
Nat’s brainshorted out for a second.
Because that wasreally fucking hot.
“Should I be glad that my hips weren’t in the air? Like what people do when they’re trying to conceive?”
Duke’s gaze darkened. “With the way I was knotted inside you? There wasn’tanywherefor my cum to go, except into your womb. So I probably filled it up pretty good anyway.”
Nat’s ears burned. “But I wasn’t in heat.”
“Yeah.” Duke looked pensive. He reached over and folded his hand around Nat’s. “I know we didn’t plan for, or discuss having a baby. But in case you conceive... Will you—Will you consider carrying the child to term? I’ll pay for everything, and shoulder all responsibilities.”
“I want the baby,” Nat blurted.
Surprise flickered through Duke’s eyes. “So... a 50-50 split?”
“Probably? If you have time?”
Duke flinched. “Fuck.”
He dropped his gaze to Wanda, and Nat’s belly, and he seemed so torn that Nat felt bad for him.
