Stir

“I believe you Alejandro. I understand trying to fill in spaces for the woman you love. I am only upset that I didn’t do this myself.” Jewel touches him and he turns to look at her. They are saying nothing to one another, but this feels intimate in the most personal of ways. Shit. Is this how Imogen and I are?

“My love, you asked me if I wanted you to do it and I refused. I was too scared of what I would find out, so please, don’t blame yourself.” She says to him.

“It is my job to know what is best for you, especially when you don’t, my treasure. In this, I have failed you.” A tear falls from her face and Imogen looks at me, clearly wondering if we should go. I nod my head and rise from the sofa.

“No wait. Please, I have so many more questions.” Jewel says standing in front of Imogen. “Like can I meet your mom? I would love to ask her questions and see if she has more pictures. Maybe she knows where our grandparents are.” Imogen looks at her conflicted and saddened when she has to tell her.

“I haven’t spoken to my mother since I decided to follow my heart. I’m sorry.” Standing behind her, I kiss her head and wrap my arms around her protruding stomach and rub my active babies and whisper in her ear.

“Nothing to be sorry for, Pequeña.”

“Oh. I’m sorry Imogen. I understand.” My baby is confused. Not sure what she should do. Her mom has been trying to reach out, but because she is still married to her father, she doesn’t reply.

“Canary, let’s let them go home and rest. We all need time to process this. I am sure we will touch base again soon.”

After saying our goodbyes we depart. On the drive home, I reach over and touch Imogen’s hand. “Baby, this has been eating you up for so long. Why don’t you reach out to your mom? Your dad can’t hurt you, Pequeña. I would die for you. You know that don’t you?” She turns her vibrant blue eyes on me and smiles through her quickly shedding tears.

“I do know that, husband. You’re right. I will call her. But first, I need you make me come.”

“You never have to ask for that baby.” My seeds. My wife. My heart. My life.

THREE MONTHS LATER

“Fucking pregnant pussy is so damn hot.” I am trying to hold back and not ram her so fucking hard, but shit, her pussy has gotten tighter.

“Go faster, Alex. You know we don’t have that much time.” She pushes back against me and keens when my middle finger breaches her ass up to the knuckle. “Fuck yes, babe. Fuck me. Fuck me.” When she is begging me to beat this shit up, my cock fucking swells ten times his size. There is nothing he loves more than making her too sore to take me again. Because nothing ever stops me.

The problem is, right now, she is heavily pregnant and my kids have been more active lately. We had a scare last week and ended up finding out they are measuring bigger than the doctor likes. So far everything is fine, but we are proceeding with caution. So, I have been trying to go easy on her pussy, but as you can see, my wife is hungry. Smack. “Keep your ass still before I stop.”

I figure a threat of stopping would calm her ass down. Nope. Her hand moves between us and she grabs my balls. My vision blurs and I roar behind her back, my beast now activated. Gripping her ponytail, I pull her ass further into my cock, going deep as fuck. When she screams I know I hit that spot that has her trying to run away from the cock. “Oh no you don’t, greedy bitch. You wanted this prick to destroy you. Now fucking take it like a big girl.”

“Fuck you, Alex.” She screams this because I hold her stomach to make sure she can’t move, leaving all the power up to me. I lean over and whisper in her ear.

“Too late baby. Already doing that.” My balls swing and hit between her legs. I know I am about to come when my sack pulls further down and then draws up. I need her to come with me. When I pinch her clit, she screams and chokes the life from my cock, causing me to lose it inside of her. I pull her up and into my arms. “Are you alright baby?”

“Yes. I needed that.” she says, sighing.

“I know my love. Are you ready for this shit show?” My annoyance level is rising again.

Today is a double baby shower for her and Rayna and my home is going to be overrun with people. I hate people in my house. I don’t like our sacred space being invaded. She nudges me in the ribs.