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Katya’s thighs begin to quake as her orgasm builds and her pussy clenches around my dick. She moans around my finger, and then she sucks hard as her release barrels down on her. Her tight walls flex and choke my length, and I let go, flooding her womb with jet after jet of cum.
I collapse onto her back, using my hands to support most of my weight, but I know she’s losing strength. Kissing her spine, I whisper, “I love you, my princess.”
“Was I a good girl?” she asks with her head tilted upward, pleased with herself.
“A very good girl, but I’m still debating if you need another punishment.”
“We’ll see.”
“Stay like that,” I growl, pulling out to grab some tissues. She turns to her side, resting on the sofa. “See that’s what I’m talking about. You don’t listen to me at all,” I grunt, dropping a kiss down on her lips before I help her get cleaned up.
“I enjoy defying you.” She winks and then sucks on one of my fingers.
“Woman, we are really going to miss lunch, and I need to feed you and our little one.”
“Well, I might have lied about it being ready,” she says as I slide the panties up her legs. As much as I love having my load sliding down her thighs, having her walk around without panties is too much for me to handle.
“Bad girl.” She smiles, and I live for that look on her face. Over the past two months, she’s come into her own. Being her husband is a blessing and a half.
Her phone buzzes in the pocket of her dress. She pulls it out and says, “Look. Lunch is ready.”
It’s a text from Maria to let her know the food is done.
I snatched her phone and sent a message back to Maria.
Katya looks down at what I sent and giggles.
Have our lunch brought up to our bedroom. I’m keeping my husband busy for the day with my shenanigans.
After a fabulous lunch, I put on a movie for her, and we relax like a normal couple. She falls asleep halfway through the second movie, but I wake her up just in time for dinner, or so I tell her. It might be a little early for dinner, but I have a taste for dessert, and she never has any complaints.
Epilogue
Roman
On my desk sits a picture of my parents and Ilya and next to it is a picture of Katya and I at our wedding; they both bring me joy to look at every day as I work. My parents would have adored her and the little life we’ve created.
It’s been six months since my beloved stole my heart when I abducted her and now we’re on the verge of having our first child. My chest aches and grows with pride simultaneously. The loss of my parents and the opportunity to meet their grandchildren is something that pangs me every day.
There’s a knock on my door that interrupts my thoughts. It has to be my bride because she’s the only to knock so softly. “Come in.”
“Roman, can we talk?” I raise my brow at my very pregnant wife, not liking the way she said that.
I stand up and walk around my desk to meet her in the middle of the room and take her hands in mine. “Of course, my princess. What is it?”
“Well, I know this may seem wrong or maybe it’s not something you’d like, but I wanted to know if you considered naming our son after your brother.” I stand there shocked and unmoving, processing her words. “Oh I knew it was a bad idea.” She pulls away from me and starts to cry. I’m on her in a second, pulling her as close as her belly will allow. Her tears always have been my kryptonite, and I’ll do whatever I can to make them stop.
“My heart and soul, I think it’s a brilliant and beautiful idea. I’m just stunned that you would want to do that.” With all the names she could pick and being that she’s used to reading English names, I thought she’d have a favorite to choose from.
I’ll never get tired of the way her face lights up with joy. “Really? I love you, Roman and I wish your loved ones could be with us to celebrate this little one and his life.”
“I believe we need to celebrate, my little princess.” I’m perpetually horny around my wife and I doubt that will stop as we age.
“I’m hardly little anymore.” She reminds me, rubbing her large belly, which is so cute on her tiny frame. It’s a wonder she can walk at all. My son is going to be massive. Still, it gets another reaction out of me. My dick jerks in my slacks, knowing that I filled her up with my heir.
I turn on the speaker on my phone and let the music play as I twirl my wife around the room. My hand wraps around her waist, holding her as we sway. The longer we stay this close the stiffer my cock gets.
“Katya, I live and breathe for you.” We pause mid-song to kiss that slowly to turns into a passionate encounter on my desk. Her backside is pressed against the wood, but I need to be closer. I want to hear her come for me. “Lean over and pop that ass out, wife.” She turns around and plants her hands on the surface. Katya whimpers as my hand finds her always wet pussy. She pushes her mound into my hand to get relief.
