Bred by the MC VP (Breeding Season 6)
“I’m here, no matter what. If it says no, we’ll try again. I happen to enjoy breeding my woman.”
“And if it says yes?” she asked.
“Then we’ll try to make it twins.”
She chuckled. “I don’t think it works like that.”
“I’ll make it work.” He kissed her hard as she laughed.
They stopped, reading through the instructions.
“Right, let’s do this.”
He didn’t watch but held her hand as she peed on the stick. She placed it on a piece of tissue paper on the counter as she washed her hands, and then he wrapped his arms around her, resting his head on top of hers, waiting.
“What do you want to name it if it’s a girl?”
“Fuck off,” he said.
“Dog, be serious.”
“I am. I bet our daughter will look so beautiful and I’ll be constantly telling guys to fuck off. May as well give them a reason to steer clear.”
“You’re not being serious. I like Ashley or Cole for a boy,” she said. “What do you think?”
“I guess. I’m not good with names. You can do all the naming.”
He kissed her neck, his hands moving up from her waist to cup her tits.
“Dog, it’s time,” she said.
Together, they leaned over to look at the pregnancy test kit. “What does that mean?”
She picked up the box and glanced up at him, a huge smile on her face. “I’m pregnant.”
He took possession of her mouth, making her drop the box as he lifted her in his arms, carrying her over to their bed.
She laughed as they both fell side by side on the mattress, staring into each other’s eyes.
“All mine, Sable. All mine for the rest of our lives.”
“Yes,” she said. “But you definitely don’t get to name our unborn child.”
“Deal, but I get to fuck you, even when you hate me.”
“I could never hate you.”
“Good.” He lifted her shirt and put his hand to her stomach. Boy or girl, he was going to take care of his woman and his children.
He couldn’t wait to see their family growing, and he intended to keep her knocked up for a while. He’d never give her a reason to leave him.
The End
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