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It's fucking hot.

Mac has never been the best when she's not in complete comfort and while she didn't bitch when she was embedded because she had a job to do, she's back on the island after having been in air conditioning for three days and she's annoyed. It's irrational, but nothing about pregnancy is rational, is it?

Jackson is next to her, which makes the bed that much warmer, and she huffs and comes out from under the sheet to lay on top of it completely naked. She fans herself ineffectually with her hand.

"Why does it have to be so goddamn hot?"

She's possibly whining more than a little.

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"I don't care if you fuck me in front of everyone here. I don't care if you let them all have a turn after you. Please, please fuck me," she begs, voice low and soft. "Please?"

"You don't care if I let them have a turn?" he asks, giving her one last kiss right there before he straightens up, standing up behind her. He rubs his hand over her ass, gives her a light slap. "What're you going to do for them?"

"Whatever you want me to do for them," Mac says quietly. "I'll let them fuck me. I'll suck their cocks."

It's never going to happen because there's not a situation that he'd let it happen, but that doesn't mean he likes talking about it in the abstract.

He slaps her again, just lightly. "What if they want to humiliate you too?"

Mac shakes her head. "That's just for you, Captain, nobody else. I won't do it for anyone else."

"But you'll fuck them?" he asks, slapping her ass again, knowing how much she likes to be spanked. "Let them use you?"

"Yes, if it's what you want. I do it for you," she reminds him. "Everything is for you."

"Maybe I would want to see you like that," he says, slapping her, rubbing his fingers along the cleft of her ass. "Just once. See what they could do with you."

Mac shivers a little. "Let them use me while you watch it?"

"Let them do whatever they want," he says, slapping her thighs. "And I just get to watch."

"Wouldn't you be jealous?" MacKenzie asks, voice soft and a little unsure.

"You goin' to tell them you're in love with them while you do it?" he asks her, rubbing his hand over her reddened skin.

"No, I'm only in love with you," Mac says, frowning deeply. "Of course I only love you."

"Then what have I got to be jealous of, darlin'," he says, his free hand smoothing along her spine. "Nothin'."

Mac bites her lip a little. "You'd be jealous if I loved someone else?"

"I would," he says, and he says it low and close to her ear, hopes she can hear the sincerity in it.

"I wouldn't love anyone else," Mac whispers back. "I love you, Jackson."

"Good girl," he says. "Now. You still want to go up against something?"

"I do," she murmurs back. "Please?"

"I think I want to tie your hands," he says, guiding her up to standing. "Really remind you of how much control you let me have."

"You can, if you want," Mac says, nodding once. She's completely helpless between the blindfold and the ties and it's a little scary.

"You trust me to never let anything happen to you," he says, walking her forward a step, back towards the house.

"I know you'd never let anything happen to me or the baby," MacKenzie agrees. "You'll take care of us."

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"Damn straight I will," he says. "No matter what goddamn games we're playing." He pushes her up against the back door of the house, moving away from her to grab something to secure her hands. "Tell me how you'd like to get fucked in the ass."

"Slow?" It's not the sexiest option but it's the one that she wants and she thinks she's occasionally entitled to ask for that.