Chapter 177 – Bonus - You Are Mine

Chapter 177 – Bonus - You Are Mine
Isabella’s POV

After the spa day, we all sat by the pool and had drinks served to us, non-alcoholic, of course, for Amelie, Morgan, and me. Then I bid farewell to everyone, saying I need a nap. What I really needed was Zander’s cock. Zander had texted me that they were boarding helicopters to come back from the mainland, and he would be home in 30 minutes.

After I arrived at the bungalow, I showered and lay naked on the bed.

“Isabella?” Zander called as he entered the front door.

“I’m in the bedroom,” I yelled back at him.

Zander walked through the door and froze. “What’s this about?” Zander questioned.

I slinked across the bed on all fours to the end of it. “I was thinking that we might have,” I said, pausing. “A little fun.”

“Izzy,” Zander groaned. “You said you wanted to wait until the wedding, remember.”

“Oh, I know,” I said, sitting on the edge of the bed. “But, I kind of had a change of heart.”

I shift back on the bed and let my legs fall apart. I ran my hand down my breast and pinched at the peaked nipple. Zander groaned loudly as my hand traveled down my stomach to my core.

“Do you want some of this?” I asked, innocently.

Zander gulped, “Fuck, yes. I want every inch of you, bunny.” Zander stalked to the bed, tearing his clothes off as he walked. His hand went straight to my wet heat, and his fingers danced along my slit. “Fuck, Izzy,” he rasped through his teeth. “You are so fucking wet for me.”

“Then skip the foreplay and sink that big, hard cock into me,” I purred. “Because you are mine and that’s where you belong.”

Zander grasped my hips and pulled me to the edge of the bed. Lying me down, he rested my legs up on his body and tilted my hips up. He slammed into me hard and fast. We both groaned loudly at the sensation.

“Fuck, Izzy,” Zander murmured as his cock pulsed inside me. “I will never get tired of you wrapped around me. Ever.”

“You better not,” I giggled. Zander withdrew, thrusted back into me hard, and my giggle became a stifling groan.

“You like me filling you, bunny?” Zander asked. “You like my big, hard cock stretching that tight, wet cunt of yours?”

My mouth wouldn’t reply, only my head bobbed up and down to answer him. It turned me on so much when he talked dirty.

“Then it’s all yours, Izzy,” Zander growled. He pounded into me relentlessly and fast, stealing my breath and making me see stars.

“OH, GOD!” I screamed, digging my hands into the sheets. “OH FUCK, Z!”

“Strangle that cock, Izzy,” Zander demanded. “NOW, BUNNY!”

My body replied by tensing and cresting on a wave of ecstasy. I cried out a feral roar as I shattered into pieces around him. Vibrating and pulsing, begging for his release to fill me, by squeezing him tighter and tighter. “OH, GOD! Zander!” I screamed.

“Fuck, bunny,” Zander roared. “Your tight pussy is trying to milk me.”

“I want your cum, Zander,” I begged. “I want you to paint me with your cum.” Zander’s thrusting became irregular, and I knew he was close. “Please, daddy,” I begged. “Come for me.”

“Daddy?” He growled, shooting ribbons of cum inside me with bellowing screams. “Fuck, Izzy. Such a good girl taking all my cum.”

I gulped. “God, it’s so hot when you praise me.”

Zander grinned down at me. “You’re so fucking hot, bunny, and holy fuck, I never thought I’d like being called daddy, but it’s hotter than hell.”

Zander disappeared into the bathroom and returned with a hot facecloth, wiping me up. Then he picked me up and carried me to the top of the bed, laying me down under the sheets. Rounding the bed, he climbed in behind me and spooned me.

“Fuck, I missed doing that,” he murmured into my hair.

“Me too,” I snuggled against him.

“So, I was thinking,” Zander stated. “About baby names.”

I turned onto my back to look him in the eyes. “And?” I asked.

“I think if we have a little girl, I’d like to name her Sophia, after Nonna,” Zander advised.

“Really?” I said, smiling. I reached up and stroked his cheek.

“I think it’s fitting, since she was the one who never lost faith in us being together,” Zander replied.

“Zander, this makes me so happy,” I grinned. “I was thinking of another girl's name if we have a second girl.”

“What?” Zander queried.

“What about Amelina?” I asked. “Amelie and my Mama’s full name, Aralina, combined.”

“Your mom’s full name is Aralina?” Zander said, looking shocked. “Nina fits her so perfectly.”

“I know, right?” I giggled. “That’s why she never uses her full name. What do you think about Amelina?”

“I like it a lot,” Zander replied. “What about boys' names?”

“See, that’s a bit more difficult,” I advised. “I was hoping you would have some ideas, because honestly, I never knew my Nonno.”

“Well, in my family, the firstborn son is named after one of the grandfathers,” Zander told me. “My mom refused since my grandfathers were Archibald and Clarence.”

“So how did you get the name, Zander?” I asked.

“It’s my grandpa Archibald’s middle name,” Zander mentioned.

“I like your middle name, Alexander,” I said, smiling.

“Well, we can definitely put it on the table,” Zander told me.

“Maybe we just have two girls to make it easy,” I laughed.

“I’d love it,” Zander expressed. “Just like I love you.” He bent down and kissed me, his mouth trailing down my neck and then to my breasts. Zander’s mouth licked at my pebbled nipple, and I moaned as his tongue circled over it. “Ready for round two?”

“Already?” I giggled.

“What can I say?” Zander murmured as he sucked on my nipple. “You make me so fucking hard.”

“I have a feeling we’re going to be late for supper,” I grinned.

“Oh, we are definitely going to be late,” Zander smirked, crawling between my legs.

And we were.