Harkham's Corner (Harkham's Series Book 3) Read Online Free PDF

skirt.
    She squirmed and chuckled a little.
    The baby made a little squeaking noise but kept eating.
    Within moments, Adam was finding ways of undressing her without bothering the baby or disturbing his meal.
    She was in her underwear now, and so curvy and pretty, he had to get up and lock the door.
    “He’ll be asleep soon, but he’s not out yet,” she informed him.
    “Open your mouth, Mari.”
    She turned her head over her shoulder, and her eyes went wide.
    “I said open. If he can suck on you while I’m undressing you, then you can suck on me while he goes to sleep. When the men are done in this room, then it’ll be your turn. I like tasting you, too.”
    She made this throaty catching-noise, like a trap door just swung shut, but then her mouth was open, and he approached her with his body bared more than hers.
    “Thank you. I like it when you listen to me.” He grinned.
    It was a good day to be a man in this house today. Very good.
     
    * * *
     
    “Adam, sweetheart, wake up!”
    “Whhhhaaaa . . . ?” His eyes wedged open a little. The sheets were fisted in his hands, and he was drenched in sweat.
    “You were having another nightmare,” she told him, stroking his jaw. “Was it him again?”
    “Yeah.” He kicked the covers off, and Button startled in the co-sleeping crib next to the bed.
    He was surprised the baby was still in there. Usually by now he was nursing again and in bed with them.
    “Why won’t you call Amelia? You know she can help.”
    He raked his fingers down his cheeks. “No. She’s got better things to do.”
    “She’s about to open up that center for kids with similar issues. There have been advances in medicine. Why don’t we go visit and just take a look around?”
    “I can’t. I don’t want to be in that Harkham’s Corner place.” He grimaced. That was the name of the center. It sounded so—trapping and confining.
    “Can’t or won’t?” She sat up and reached for him.
    How did she always know when he needed touch? He rarely had to ask anymore.
    He landed in her lap and curled his body around hers. “It hurts. Inside my heart, my head—all of it aches like someone’s drilling me.”
    “I know, and I want it to get better. He did this to you without even realizing it.”
    He rolled his hips into her. “Make it better like you always do.”
    “Sex didn’t keep this nightmare from happening. You wanted oral twice, and you got it. Now, I can help you get back to sleep by pleasuring you again, but is that really going to stop this from happening? You were triggered today, and that’s not something to be ashamed of.”
    “It is for me . I know better. I’m smarter now.” His stomach knotted up.
    “It’s not about being smart.” Her fingers drifted through his hair. She smelled like yogurt. He was warm and fuzzy inside when he inhaled her delicious scent. “You smell like my baby’s favorite food.”
    She chuckled. “You mean I smell like baby spit-up?”
    “Yuck. That’s not what I said.” He scrunched up his nose.
    “Can you tell me what you’re thinking will help, other than sex? I’m happy to make love with you, but you’re going to run through our condom stash pretty quick if you keep this pace up.”
    “I want to call him, yell at him, and rip his heart out of his elbow so the bones will splinter while I’m doing it, but he doesn’t deserve that.” He huffed and stroked her thigh next to his head. His nose ran along the smooth flesh there. He hummed a little.
    “When the judge said—”
    “Don’t say it—not you, too. I can’t listen to this.” He turned over and buried his face in her lap.
    “Fine, I’ll keep quiet, but at least talk to someone. If not Amelia or me—someone you can trust.”
    He shook his head back and forth, his ears hitting her thighs.
    She sighed and leaned back into the wall. They couldn’t afford a headboard.
    It cost them all of their money to buy this place, and that was even after Dustin helped with the down