Page 17 of Blaze

She obeys me again, and I stretch the neckline to get the shirt around the towel before lowering it over her body.It’s huge on her, and I was enjoying her naked, but I suspect she would balk if I suggested she eat in the buff.

There’s a knock at the door.Good timing.

Vicky gasps as she tries to tuck the shirt under her bottom.It’s hard without leverage, so I reach under her arms and lift her a few inches so she can adjust the shirt and remove the damp towel.

“Come in,” I call out.

I’m not surprised to find Claire entering with a steaming tray of food.She grins.“Hey.Gretchen sent me up with some food.You must be Vicky.I’m Claire.”

Part of me wishes Claire would just leave the food and exit the room, but that’s selfish of me.I want Vicky to know all the women living here.She’ll probably feel more comfortable once she gets acquainted with them.Might as well start with Claire.

“Nice to meet you,” Vicky says softly.

Claire hands me the tray, which has legs on both sides so it can extend over Vicky’s lap.Gretchen thinks of everything.

I carefully settle it over Vicky’s thighs.

“My God.That smells amazing.”Her little moan does nothing to keep my cock under control.None of her noises do.

Turning toward Claire, I point to the end of the bed.“You might as well sit.I’m sure you’ve been sent to collect data for the Wilde tribe.”

Claire rolls her eyes as she climbs up, across from Vicky.“Don’t listen to him.No one sent me.I’m just being polite.Welcome to the mansion.”

“Thank you,” Vicky murmurs.Her cheeks are pink with embarrassment.I hate that she’s uncomfortable, but it’s understandable.She doesn’t know this woman who barged in.

I hurry toward the bathroom to grab a comb.When I return, I give Claire a pointed look.“You may not grill Vicky.She’s exhausted.All you need to know for now is that she was hiking, fell down a ravine, and Reagan and I found her this morning.”

Claire winces as she looks at Vicky’s leg.“Kinsley sewed you up?”

“Yes.She was very nice,” Vicky says.

I carefully sit behind her and unwrap the towel from her head so I can comb through her hair.“Eat, baby.I’ll be gentle with these tangles.”I start working from the ends, trying not to tug too hard.

Vicky moans again as she takes the first bite of soup.“That’s delicious.”

Claire beams.“Gretchen is an amazing cook.She’s been working here for years, but very few people were living here until after Old Man Wilde died and we started showing up.She’s beyond pleased for the house to be coming back to life.”

Claire pats her stomach.“Soon, there are going to be a lot more souls in the house.”

Vicky lowers her gaze to Claire’s stomach.“Oh, you’re pregnant, too?”She twists to look at me.“I thought you said Reagan was pregnant?”

Claire laughs.“Every woman in this house is pregnant.Didn’t Blaze tell you?”She shoots me a narrow-eyed glare.

I roll my eyes as I move to another section of my girl’s thick hair.“We’ve been kind of busy dealing with Vicky’s health since I met her.I haven’t gotten to that fact yet.”

“Wait…” Vicky sits taller.“Didn’t all of you arrive in the last few months?How caneveryonebe pregnant?”

Claire shrugs.“It’s like this mansion has fertility powers or something.”

Vicky twists to look at me.“You said the mansion makes people feel desperate.I assume you meant it was like an aphrodisiac.You didn’t say anything aboutfertility!”

I chuckle at her sudden burst of energy.“Desperation to have sex often leads to pregnancy.”

Vicky groans.“I should have stayed at the bed and breakfast,” she grumbles.

Claire slides off the side of my bed.Ourbed now.“I’ll leave you to eat and get some rest.”

“Did you collect enough data?”I shout as Claire heads for the door.