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“Ohhh,” I gasp at the same time that he groans deep in his throat, but instead of continuing with the dance of love, he holds himself still. “I swear, if you don’t move, I’m going to hit you.” I promise, frustrated beyond good sense.
My words are like an awakening because suddenly it’s like a tidal wave. He pulls partway out and then thrusts hard, again, and again. My gasps of pleasure loud in my ears, his grunts above me, driving me to an explosive finish that has my body convulsing around him.
My muscles contract around him tightly, which has him suddenly shouting his release. If it wasn’t for my body suddenly feeling like jelly I would laugh at his complete undoing.
Both our breathing is laboured, he flops onto the bed next to me pulling me tight against him as I lie my head on his chest listening to his thundering heart.
“You have completely drained me.” He states.
“No, I’m sure it’s just your old age.” I tease, and then yelp as the flat of his hand lands on my bare bottom. I raise my hand and flick his small little nipple; his body tenses and I see his eyes darken.
“Carry on like that and you won’t be walking straight tomorrow.” He threatens.
“Promise?” I tease, and then gasp as one minute he is laying down next to me and then the next I am on my knees with him thrusting into me from the back. His hands are like two vices on my hips as he pulls out and thrusts, it is a wild ride that has me gasping with each thrust. His hand moves over my hip and down my stomach until he is rubbing my nub. I explode with a scream of ecstasy, contracting around his masterful cock that spurts in pleasure.
It takes me longer to regain my breath this time, takes me longer to come down from the high which he took me to. “Maybe…not so…old.” I gasp breathlessly.
Fang chuckles at me as he stands to walk into the bathroom. I hear the water running, a few minutes later he’s walking back into the room, and then sliding his arms under me to pick me up against his chest. “What are you doing?” I ask groggily as my brain is practically mush after our sexual marathon.
“Come on old lady, I know your legs are too weak to support you.” At his teasing I shake my head as I slap his muscular arm playfully.
“Old indeed.” I grumble and then sigh in pleasure as he lowers me into the warm water. A minute later he is sliding into the bath behind me. Being able to be so open with Fang, to feel as one with this man that makes sure that I have everything that I could possibly want. We talk about everything, sharing our concerns, our deepest fears, and dreams with each other.
He pulls me towards him, my back against his chest as I lay my head back. His hands run over my body, making sure that I’m covered with water. He picks up the soap to run it over every inch of my skin which is in reach. I sigh, as my muscles relax with his ministrations.
Opening my eyes, I lean my head further back to look slightly up at him. “We have never spoken about children; how do you feel about it?” his hands stop stroking my skin at my question, then I feel him shrugging as he looks down into my eyes.
“I’m not sure what kind of father I will be, hopefully a good one.” He murmurs, “when we have kids, we need to make sure that they are both treated exactly the same, and that they don’t feel that we loved one more than the other.” My heart goes out to him, as I know that his worry is that any child of his will be like Grimm, and that he will hold a grudge against his sibling for his parents’ actions.
“You will be a great father,” I say as I raise my arm out of the water, pulling my hand back until I am touching his cheek, I place my hand flat against his face. He turns his head kissing my palm, his eyes never leaving mine.
“Hopefully when we do have a kid one day, I would like it to be a little girl, just like you.” His words have tears filling my eyes.
“But I’m not a shifter,” I whisper, my old insecurities rising to the forefront, making me feel inadequate.
“I don’t care if she’s not a shifter, look at you, I wouldn’t change anything about you.” A knot lodges in my throat at his loving words. Bringing my hand down over his one that is flat against my stomach I say.
“Do you mind if it’s now?” My question has him frowning and then I feel his whole body tensing behind me as his eyes widen.
“Are you saying…” he shakes his head before he continues, “are you saying that you’re carrying my child?”
“I think so,” my reply has him grunting in anger.
“Fuck woman, are you crazy?” He snaps, “why did you let me pound you like I did?” Suddenly he is out of the bath and lifting me out as he grabs a towel and starts to wrap it around me. I can feel his muscles vibrating in anger.
“It’s okay I’m fine,” I assure as I raise my hand and place it over his heart. “Fang” I call so he can raise his eyes from where he’s looking down at my body as he cleans the moisture from it.
“I’m fine, I promise” his eyes are glowing with an inner turmoil.
“Are you sure?” he asks with a scowl on his face.
“Yes, but if you carry on looking at me like that then I might die of fright.” He shakes his head at my quip, his eyes lowering to my stomach.
“Are you sure you are, okay?” I smile knowing that this is a big surprise for him, one that will change his life as much as being mated has done.
He slips his arms around my waist and pulls me against his chest, enfolding me in a tight embrace. “You are going to have my child, I am going to be a father,” he takes in a deep breath, “a father.” He says as if in wonder.
“Yes,” I murmur against his chest.
