Chapter 29
“I love the way you fill me up, Prince,” she moans, her breath quickening in short, heated bursts. She rides me hard, her soft nipples brushing against my chiseled chest, each thrust causing her sleek body to tighten around me as she takes every inch
without hesitation.
“And are you going to be my good little minx and take every drop of my warmth deep inside that sweet little body of yours?”
Her moans rise in volume, and she nods vigorously. “Yes, Leo!” Gasping, she jolts into a frenzy, bouncing up and down my shaft with a fervor that makes my head spin, her hips rolling just right when I hit the hilt. I groan, the heat in my core building like molten lava, a primal urge to fill her consuming every rational thought.
“Cameron?” she whispers suddenly, her voice sultry and inviting, sending shivers down my spine.
“Yeah, my angel?”
Her body continues to move against me, the sensation driving me wild as she leans in, her lips brushing against my ear.
“Remember how we said we’d wait until graduation for… you know?”
A deep groan escapes me, my body reacting instinctively, hardening even further at her suggestion. I grip her curves tightly, thrusting deeper as she melts against me with each
motion.
“I remember every single moment,” I growl, and as she giggles, the vibrations make her clench around me, forcing me to grit my teeth to stave off the impending explosion.
“Well…” She trails off, lifting her gaze to mine.
“What is it, Princess?” I ask quietly, suddenly concerned. My brows knit in worry. I remember she had a doctor’s appointment today, and an avalanche of awful scenarios floods my mind, each worse than the last.
“Angel,” I whisper, the tension in my body skyrocketing. “Tell me.”
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Just as I’m about to pull her off my lap to assess the situation, she flashes a grin that sends confusion spiraling in my chest. Leaning forward, she takes my earlobe between her lips, teasing me with a gentle nibble.
“What if we moved that timeline up a little?” she coos in that enticing, sultry tone..
I freeze, my thoughts colliding like a chaotic storm, words tangling in my mouth.
“Because I’m pregnant.”
Her words hit me like a lightning bolt. Suddenly, everything brightens. The very air seems sweeter, the scent of her savory sauce bubbling in the kitchen intoxicating, and her warm skin radiates an irresistible allure.
She’s pregnant.
Pregnant.
In an instant, I’m harder than I ever imagined possible.
Storm squeals as I effortlessly flip us over, pinning her against the couch, claiming her lips with an all-consuming kiss. It’s deep. It’s passionate. It’s as though I’m pouring my very soul into her, my arms wrapping tightly around her.
“You’re going to be a father,” she whispers, her hips rocking against me softly. Her legs slip around my waist, pulling me deeper inside her. I groan, feeling the blood thrumming in my veins as I pull out slowly, only to plunge back in, driving myself deeper. Storm cries out, her nails raking down my back as I fill her completely.
And then I begin to make love to the woman I adore more than life itself-the one I’m destined to marry.
The woman who will bear my children.
My children.
I can’t help but imagine her vibrant, luscious form filled with our child. Her belly swelling, breasts fuller, that radiant glow making her even more stunning than she already is. Tornan plunging deener still as my gaze lacks onto hers.
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“I love you more than words can say,” I murmur hoarsely.
“I love you too,” she gasps, enticingly turning her head to suck my thumb into her mouth. I growl, taking my rhythm up a notch, driving into her slick depths again and again until there’s no turning back. I pull my thumb away, sealing our mouths together, swallowing her moans as we pick up speed, moving in unison until everything ignites like a firework.
Storm breaks first, the sensation of her impossibly tight, slick body squeezing around me, squeezing out every ounce of me sends me cascading over the edge. She gasps, pulling away from our kiss as I fill her with wave after wave of warmth, hot pulse after hot pulse, spilling into her until I can feel the slickness escaping us, coating her thighs. But I don’t stop; the thought of her carrying my child fires me up again, and before she can catch her breath, I dive straight into round two.
I can’t believe my luck battling my demons and somehow pulling through when it felt impossible. Finding her, knowing that even if I tried to resist, she was my fate.
And now, I’m creating a family with the woman I love most in the world. That knowledge fills me with an indescribable joy.
When we come together again, this time with her on top, riding me fiercely, every gasp and whimper sending thrilling jolts through my body. I’m right behind her once more, filling her again until I’m utterly spent.
…And in that moment, it all feels so wonderfully redundant.
Later, we savor our dinner of steaming pasta with her savory bolognese sauce, the two of us completely naked, cross-legged on the living room floor, laughter spilling into the air. As the hours pass, we find ourselves lost in a whirlwind of excited chatter- questions of whether it’ll be a boy or a girl, names we might choose, and who we’ll tell
first.
Finally, we drag ourselves to bed in the early morning hours, exhaustion washing over us. As she curls against me and drifts off to sleep, her breath warm against my chest, I think about how extraordinarily lucky I am.
Because somehow, I found my perfect storm. And there’s no way I’m letting her blow
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