More than You

“Fucking look at me, Rina.” I look up, shocked at the tone of his voice and the urgency behind it. “What have I been telling you this whole time? You belong to me, baby. I love you, so fucking much it hurts. Everything I have is yours, my Rina. All you have to do is grab it.”

“But...Rory…”

“Is going to be our oldest. We can adopt her if you want or simply just become her guardians. Either way, Rory will also be taken care of. Don’t you know I would do anything to keep you from hurting. To make you smile. To bring you joy. Telling you about your dad would only have hurt you, baby. Given you a different view of the dad that loved you and that you loved very much. I didn’t want that for you. I want to give you the world Rina. Just. Say. Yes.” He finishes that last part on his knees, holding the most beautiful ring I have ever seen in his hand. Tears in my eyes, as my heart begins beating again.

“Are you sure this is not more than you bargained for, Dayton? I have nothing to offer you. Don’t you want more than…than this.” I ask gesturing, opening my arms wide to prove my point, hiccupping as I try to calm down, knowing what he is going to say, elation trying to take over me.

“You do baby. Yourself. Give all of you to me. I try every night to not give you a choice, every time I cum inside of you, sweet girl. Just say the word baby, because there is nothing more than you, Rina. You are it for me. Have been since the first moment I saw you. Nothing else existed after that.” he is no longer on his knees. His hands are on my face, searing my soul in half, stepping right into it. “Say it, Rina. Tell me.” I don’t know if this is crazy or not, but I know what I feel and I love this man, more and more each day.

“Yes, Dayton. I’m yours. Yes, I will marry you.” he picks me up, our mouths fused together for a minute before he puts me back down. Grabbing my hand, he slides the ring on.

“Thank fuck baby. If you would have said no, I was going to tie you to the bed and fuck you until you said yes.” well shit.

“Is it too late for me to say no?” Let’s just say, before Rory got home, he took me to the top over and over again. I am more than excited to see what the future holds. One thing I do know, is that, with Dayton by my side, I can do anything.EpilogueDaytonFour Years Later

“Woman, if you don’t sit your ass down, I am going to spank it.”

“Promise?” she asks, putting her ass in my face. I shake my head, chuckling as I walk across the room to hang the picture she is trying to put up in Pearle's room.

“Move over, baby.”

“Not until you pay the toll.” she says licking her lips. Her eyes drink me in as her chest begins to cave in and out. Always a signal when she horny and needs me to quench it. I lean down, close to her ear and answer her.

“Go get on the bed and show me how much you want it, baby. I will be in, in a moment.” I love how she walks out to do as I say, no questions asked, knowing I am going to take care of her. There is nothing like the feeling of your family's unwavering faith.

Turns out, I knocked her up the first time out. We were both over the moon. We found out on our honeymoon. Turns out, my little vixen is insatiable when she is carrying a life, we created inside of her.

She gave birth for the first time to twin boys. We named them Dayton Jr. and Darius. They are now four years old. Ten months after that we had Pearle who is now three. Not too far behind her were triplets Hope, Faith and Love. She is now pregnant with number seven. We both agreed this one will be our last. It is another boy and we are naming him, Sir.

Rory, who began calling me daddy a year after we adopted her, though we explained everything to her, is wonderful. She loves being a big sister and she is thriving and growing to be a wonderful young lady. I wake up every day and give thanks for the life I have.

Walking into the bedroom, I see she is still waiting for me, on her hands and knees, pussy weepy and glistening from behind, taunting me with the cream. She is always sweeter when she is carrying my seed. I don’t speak as I drop my pants. I don’t need to. We are so in tune to one another, that words are useless. Like now. She is whimpering, her body shaking, her breaths shallow as she feels my body heat cover hers. I drop to my knees, worshipping the Goddess before me. Inhaling her pussy, letting the scent of her run through my veins before my tongue swipes her wetness from the front to the back.