Rhyson
Her breathing hitched, and I slipped a hand under her shirt and against her belly. A lot had happened today for both of us, and part of me knew that I should give her more time to adjust. Another part of me suspected she needed a distraction, and this was the best way I knew how to distract.
It was too early to feel the baby. My brain screamed at what I’d learned only a few short minutes ago.
What if he’s like me? What if he can’t control his wolf?
I was going to have a son.
“Rhyson,” Nyx whispered. My hand stilled, and I waited to see if she would push me away.
When she didn’t say anything, my hand inched up to her t**s. “Yes?” I promised as I brushed a fingertip under one. “Was there something that you wanted?”
“f**k you. Just tonight.” She rolled onto me, straddling me, an
