***ZANE’S POV***
I need to take control of my emotions, I need to try and get a hold of my thrust before I hurt London, but with the way she is happy, and how her mouth is open, I bet she will even notice my shift in thrusts.
London’s breath becomes labored, and she starts screaming, throwing her head backward.
“Too much, baby?” I ask staring at her.
“No. Just the right amount. Harder,” she moans rocking harder down my cock.
“You will need to keep calm, I don’t want the rest of the house hearing you moan to the sound of my cock, that is meant only for me to hear,” I blurt out, grabbing her tightly by the shoulders.
She whimpers and I relax.
“No, don’t stop!” she calls out to me, riding my cock.
I was fast-hitting an orgasm again.
“Bring your titties to my mouth, little human, I want to taste you,” I order, making sure she obeyed.
I took a pebbled nipple on her breast and rocked a little bit, that sounded more like something I would do because she opened her sleek mouth, leaving a trail of swift cusses.
“More. I am going to come,” London warns, her body shivering.
I shot a huge amount of cum down her pussy as she comes down from her high, vibrating in the process.
London was shivering, her eyes a little unfocused, it made me feel proud that I was able to satisfy her.
Finally, she grasped my shoulder, pinching her nails into it.
“I’m sorry, Daddy,” London cries out into my shoulders as she pushes forth, hiding her face in my neck.
“Hush! You don’t have to thank me for doing my duty as your man,” I offer, stroking her honey-blonde hair.
I rub the small bump on her stomach, she closes her eyes, the mood passing on so fast. My baby was growing in this woman’s belly and soon I would be welcoming my first child.
“Rio promised he was going to send men to reinstall the security at the house. When that is over, we can use the connecting bedroom as a nursery for the baby,” I explain my hands tangling her hair.
London gasps, and her head sways upwards, her eyes flashing on my face. She searched for it, I bet searching for any semblance of a lie.
“Seriously?” she demands flashing a beautiful grin at me.
“Fuck yeah! I want my boy to be close to me, in case he is crying and mommy is too tired to go carry him,” I explain, feeling proud of myself.
London cries some more, and I place tender kisses over her head.
“Rest, little human,” I tell her warming up to my wife.
I am not the kind of man who cuddles and does a lot of things, but with London, things are different. I can do the things I wouldn’t dare be such… warm buddy with anyone else, well, unless that person in London.
She has succeeded in breaking all the barriers I have built up for myself. It sucks so badly, but what is better than that… The baby binds us in her womb.
I will lay my life for those two people, no matter what, they will know they have my protection and that of my men.
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***LONDON’S POV***
I don’t know when I doze off, but when I open my eyes, I have Zane’s massive arms snaking around my body. It makes me feel comfortable, but I need to get some water to drink.
I managed to slip out of Zane’s body and he was still sleeping. I used that as a means to get out of bed and walk towards the kitchen.
The stairs were dim, the only light coming through that of the living room.
I ignore it, walk to the kitchen, and open the fridge.
The was chilled water there, and also wine.
My mouth was watering at the look of the bottle, but I couldn’t drink it because alcohol was inside.
I roll my eyes, grab the water, and close the fridge.
“Jesus Fucking Christ!” I screamed out at Rio as he stood behind the friend, his friendly eyes on mine.
“Oh, Shit!” Rio says throwing his hands upward in a placating manner.
“I am sorry, London, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he says plainly and I stood glaring at him, my hand still on my chest.
“What are you doing here?” I ask walking away from him and taking the seat beside the bar stool.
“I came for some water. Mia needs it,” he states nodding with his chin I notice Mia, she starts laughing and I push up a fuck you finger at her.
“Zane could have got you a water if you truly wanted it, I bet you just came out here to be bitchy, huh?” Mia shoots out prompting me to fight her.
“He is sleeping, and I don’t think the man would want to come for me,” I say drinking the content of my bottle.
I throw the bottle in the can as Zane walks in.
“Well, well, you are easy to find, London,” he states, walking over to me and capturing me by the waist.
I squeal, as I push my hands towards Zane’s muscular shoulders, coming to face him.
“I love you, Daddy,” I chuckle against his lips as I kiss him.
“That’s not enough, you are still getting spanked,” he says walking out of the room and heading towards our bedroom.
“Bye Rio, Bye Mia. Now, tell me why am I getting spanked?” I demand shock evident in my voice.
“Because you left the room while I was sleeping. You can’t follow instructions, baby,” he teases out.
“I only went downstairs to get drinking water. That’s not enough reason,” I bite out tightening my grasp on Zane’s neck.
“Well, in my book? It is,” he says as he enters the room with me in his arms.
“Your cum hasn’t even dried on my pussy, we could negotiate,” I blurt out, blushing at my own words.
“Keep talking and you will have your hands in handcuffs,” he says and I start laughing softly.
Zane was shitty in threatening me.
“Nice try, Zane,” I say, rubbing my hand on his beard.