CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTT-EIGHT
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTT-EIGHT
I started with those two words but with his encouragement, I let out everything.
My fears, my insecurities, my concerns, I spilled it all to him, no bars held.
“You know,” he began after my fervent word vomit, “you're one of the strongest people I know, not physical strength, no, that one is easy, but your mind, Spitfire, your mind is resilient through so many things.” He paused and cleaned my eyes again, kissing my forehead again before continuing. “Yet with all that strength comes a softness that makes me want to hold you in a cocoon and never let anyone else see you. You're here, about to have one of the most difficult experiences and you're not even thinking about yourself. But hey, I promise that yes, you'll do the hardest part of the job, which is carrying our baby for the next three months, but everything else, leave it to me, okay?”
“What do you mean by three months? Isn't that just the first trimester?” I asked, my panic rising again.
That means I'll metamorphose into those heavily pregnant women I usually pity with no time to even prepare for it.
“Yea, demon birth is a rare occasion, and it's very fast and, quite honestly, an intense process, but hey, I'm here, okay? I'll make sure you don't feel any of these bad emotions, and we're going to get through it together, okay?”
None of his encouragement was penetrating through me as much as usual and I hated it. One of the things I loved about our love is how my soul listens to him like it's been thirsty since I was born and he's a jar of refreshing water.
Now it seemed to be asking for alcohol.
“Oh shit! I can't take alcohol,” I exclaimed out loud with terror in my voice.
“Yes, baby, but for only three months, it'll fly by in a breeze, okay? Now lie down and let me help ease those bad emotions wrapping their voice grip around you, it's not good for the baby.”
“You just want to fuck me,” I grumbled.
“Of course, you'd fuck you all the time if you were me, I'm just very good with my self control, otherwise, you'd get a restraining order agai– ouch woman, you have hit me twice in one day!”
“It's what the baby wants,” I sneered jokingly in his face.
Which he grabbed and began peppering kisses from my face down to my collarbone and breast.
My clothes suddenly found a new home away from my body and somewhere else in the room, leaving me bare to him.
“Beautiful,” he murmured in amazement.
“You won't be saying that by next week.”
“Oh, you'd be shocked at how much I'm gonna want to be inside you every day until you give birth. You're about to give birth to Lust's child; I'm wired to feed you.”
“So we're about to go on an erotic three-month journey. I don't know if to be excited or scared.”
“Let me try to sway you on the side of excitement,” he murmured in my ears as entered my pussy, his fat cock driving into me deliciously.
“Mmm,” I moaned in delight, all my worries and fear washing away as he drove himself to the hilt, filling me up.
“You're so warm,” he groaned, “so fucking wet. I can't believe how lucky I am to have you,” he rasped, pleasure lacing his tone.
He pushed us from lying side to side and placed me on my back, gently and slowly, like he was scared of hurting me.
He began moving, looking deep into my eyes with need mixed with admiration.
Every thrust was with a message and each time, I clenched around him, my pussy making squelching sounds because of how wet I was.
He kissed me again, increasing his pace while at it, his groans matching my moans which got louder each minute.
“You are so beautiful, oh fuck, so fucking perfect! My sun,” he gushed as he knelt down and moved his waist rhythmically inside me, taking my body to a high I'd never been before.
He wasn't fucking me this time around, he was making love to every inch of my soul, pouring his heart into me.
Our eyes never left each other and I could see Kaiden right there in one eye, the both of them united, making me a moaning mess
“I'm going to cum,” I whimpered helplessly, taking his cock so well.
“Wait for me baby, I'm right there with you,” he rasped, his fingers splayed across my chest.
He bent down, reached two hands under my ass, and grabbed each cheek.
I felt him deeper than ever as he bared my pussy up for his cock.
Then he began to fuck me faster, sending my mind into overdrive and my orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks, his following right after.
“Does this mean I'll have two babies?” I asked after a minute of us breathing together, panicked.
He chuckled at my question, kissing my ear.
“No baby, you're done. And we're going to decide how many you want to give me when you give birth and once we're done with that, we'll go seal off my balls,” he laughed at the last part.
“But I love your balls,” I whined in protest.
“You'll still have them to play with, but they can't get you pregnant again unless we go and undo what we did, you understand?”
“Yea. I like that. Can you do it again?”
“Do what?”
“The thing about my emotions.”
It took him a second and he burst out with laughter, making me smile.
“I'll make love to you as many times as you want my queen,” he promised me with a smile. “I love you so fucking much.”
“I love you more Papi.”
“I love that nickname,” he said with a proud smile.
“Yes Papi,” I drawled, saying it in a sultry way
“Fuck!” He growled, growing harder inside of me.
We spent the entire day in the room, well not completely.
He fucked me in the bathroom, and when we went to get food in the kitchen, he fucked me on the counter, then in the living room even though his mom could have walked in on us
It was crazy but it took my mind away from all my worries.
By the next day, I was finally happy about this.
'I’m having a baby!’ I thought excitedly as I brushed my teeth in the morning.
The bathroom door opened and Alaric brought my phone as it rang.
I thought it was Kiara so I didn't bother looking at the name and just picked absentmindedly.
“Ari?” I heard a familiar voice; although I'd never heard her crying in such a way, it was always fake to get me in trouble. This time, it was different. “It's Jennifer. Please I need your help.”