Snow Date

Snow Date

Ryan's POV

She's pregnant. I know it. She probably has no idea, but I fucking know it.

I hope I'm right or I'm probably just being so damn delusional?

We packed light for our trip after we sat down in separate rooms and organized our lists of what we wanted for the wedding, then sent them to the most sought after wedding planner I could find.

Wifey has become so stubborn and naughty, and literally addicted to sex. And that's part of the reason why I'm led to believe she's pregnant, at least that's what I saw when I did a little research online. Yes I'm that hopeless.

The plane touched down at the next city, a very chilly city, and I had every plan for us to chill under the snow, so I took us to the most expensive resort, deep in the woods but we had everything.

Alana was so excited as she stared through the window, and turns out, it's literally all I lived for. Her smiles, showing up to see her eyes light up, her funny expressions, her nasty expressions when she was either irritated or horny. I loved it all.

“Like what you see? Are you happy?”

“I am very happy. Very. I can't wait to have fun. I hate Mark for putting an end to the last one. Thank you for bringing me here.”

Right, that fucking bastard. I might just check in with Vinta to make him suffer harder. He'll never be out of my grasp and reach for daring to hurt her. I used to think I was the only one allowed to hurt her but fuck that, I will never. I'd rather die than yell at her, and you think I'd let another man go scot free? Fuck no, never.

Finally we arrived at the cabin. It was made of the finest wood and it looked like the movies, magical, with snow. She was so excited. I had tons of security at every corner, and when we walked in, dinner was already served. She rushed to get the hot chocolate waiting for us and enjoyed her glass while looking around.

It stained her mouth so I grabbed her possessively and licked them off but I definitely activated the beast in her, the one I liked.

She jumped on me, dropped her mug on the table and began to kiss me silly. She weaved her tongue with mine after I let it slip into my mouth, hopelessly.

She moaned into my mouth, then she began to attack my face and chest, licking me and driving me nuts. If she keeps at this, I had ever plan to take her to bed, throw her in bed and fuck her to tears, serious tears.

“I can't take this anymore.” I roared, then I dropped her on the table. She was impatient, trying to get my pants off. It was pretty cold, so this was good exercise to get some heat anyway.

We were so uncultured together. Too bad I barely gave a fuck. I couldn't wait a second, the second her legs were spread, her pussy wet and ready, I stabbed her hard, holding her throat tightly.

She squeezed me with that gorgeous pussy, her screams the loudest, literally shaking the whole cabin. I smiled against her mouth as I pounded into her psychotically. We came here for fun, not to have earth shattering sex but I will take both no matter what.

After ruining her pussy and drowning in her moans, she came so beautifully around me, bursting into tears.

“Fuck, Alana. You've ruined my life, haven't you?” I cried, literally, shooting my beautiful cum deep inside her, with every intent to get her so pregnant, she wouldn't be able to keep bossing me around.

She smiled, wrapped her arms around me, and after washing up, we came out to have dinner. The fireplace had comforting fire, plus the heaters were on, so we ate comfortably and retired to bed. We slept soundly all night, and when I woke up, she was sucking my dick.

Just before cumming, I plunged my dick inside her and made sure every single drop made it in before we began our activities for the day.

I had every plan to stuff her pretty face with food then exhaust her legs.

The large expanse of snow was ours to play with, and we were surrounded by guards. I wasn't playing this time around.

First we built our snowmen together and hers was pretty ugly, so she cried about it. She's so dramatic sometimes. We had a snowball fight and after that, we laid down and made snow angels.

We took pictures too, a whole lot. I don't think I've ever seen her this carefree, she played like a child.

Sometimes she got tired, so we were given hot chocolates and chilled before continuing. There wasn't a corner she didn't drag me to.

We played truth or dare and we sat on the snow. She went first.

“Truth or dare?” She asked, clearly with malicious intent. I was scared of her.

“Truth.” I chose the safer, but was I really safe? I could never lie to her. Well, here we go.

“Ugh. You're no fun. Okay, tell me, what's my best feature? You better tell me the truth.”

As she spoke, I just stared and time seemed to pass by in a blur, everything in slow motion. There and then, I realized that it was way past marriage. I legit couldn't breathe or live without her, ever.

My heart couldn't stop beating fast as I looked at her, the revelation so damn strong. She held the remote to my soul and she didn't bother dragging me to her because I ran, crawled, all the way to her feet for a fucking lick.

“Ryan?” Right, earth to Ryan, except it didn't work. I blurted out the only words that seemed to linger on my lips.

“I love you. I mean it. I love you.”

She melted, then nodded her head with a smile.

“I know. It's very clear. Very. Now, answer my question.”

“You're perfect. Everything about you is at its best. You don't have a best feature, babe.”

“That's the best answer ever. Thank you. Your turn.”

“Truth or dare.”

“Truth.”

“I'm still jealous of the fact that you could up and leave and try to date someone else. Tell me now. Did you even like Mark or you were just doing it to make me jealous?”

Her smile was beautiful.

“Fuck, you're so damn jealous, huh. Okay, how I'll explain it is, you made me feel shitty. I was way past making you jealous because then, I didn't feel like you liked me, and I'm a woman with needs, so I had to get it anyhow. And damn, the way you finally fucked me on that table. I can low-key still feel it.”

I lowered my face, looked down at the snow and smiled. She's now so outspoken, and she used to be shy and timid. I really hurt her though. I'm glad she's getting her revenge on me like this now.

“Okay, understood.”

The scenery was the highlight of the day but we ended our fun games by writing a wish on the snow then saying it out. She went first

“I wish our wedding will be very successful and so us. I can't wait.”
All I could do was stare. Did she even understand how down bad I was for her at this point? There was nothing she would ask that I wouldn't give to her. My life, my damn companies. Fuck.

“I wish you'll never ever stop loving me.” I said it as truthfully as I meant it and her smile left her face. She looked at me with meaning, finally seeing my hunger to want to be hers forever.

She ran into my arms and for what felt like forever, she had her body pressed against mine, the most amazing hug ever, and I was so grateful.

We had a silent walk where we just held hands until we both got tired.