Her Rebel

She sighs. “I was just thinking about that carrot cake from our wedding.”

I can’t help the bark of laugh I let out. “I’m doing all this work down here and all you can think about is cake? And for the record, it wasn’t our wedding.”

She moans louder as I run my tongue through her folds and into her pussy, playing with her G-spot. “I ended up with you, didn’t I?” she says, right before she cries out.

Her body tightens and her climax rolls through her as I move up her body. I cuddle beside her, spooning her body and slipping my cock in her pussy from behind. I lick my lips and she’s still got that fruity, exotic scent from being pregnant. I can’t get enough of it.

“I love you, and if you want a wedding, I’ll make sure you have one,” I say, sliding in and out of her tight pussy.

She moans as my cock swells, and it only take a few pumps before I empty into her. Her big, round belly and the sweet taste of her cunt have me constantly ready to cum. I don’t pull out when I’m finished, because she’s going to want to cum again in the next five minutes, so I’ll wait until she tells me what she wants me to do to please her. She’s demanding, and I love nothing more than giving her what she wants.

“I don’t need the wedding,” she says, and I kiss her bare shoulder. “I just want the cake.”

I hum against her as she giggles.

“I’m just glad that no one died at our fake wedding. I was all for the violence in the moment, but afterward I was relieved.”

“That makes one of us,” I say, and she playfully slaps my arm.

I hold her in silence and hum a song to her and the baby as I rub her belly.

“You were always going to end up with me. I’m just sorry it has to be out here in hiding in the middle of nowhere.”

She sighs, but it’s content as she settles back into my embrace.

“I’d hide out with you at the bottom of a garbage pit if it meant we were together.”

“I don’t want our baby to be born in hiding. I want better for both of you,” I say, feeling the need to give my family all that they want. All they deserve.

“We’re not alone, Owen. We have our friends and family here to help us. The entire Insurgency is a part of us now. A part of our baby’s life. We’ll all be fine because we’re stronger together.”

I smile and close my eyes. I couldn’t possibly love her more. “Yes, we will.”

THE END