Alex’s P. O. V.
A Few Years Later
Stella and I walk hand in hand along the beach, the gentle waves brushing against our feet.
I can’t take my eyes off her. She’s glowing, looking more beautiful than ever. It’s not just the warm sunlight or the way her hair dances in the breeze-it’s the life growing inside her. Not one, but two mini versions of us, created from our love. She’s wearing a simple white crop top paired with a long blue skirt, but she looks ethereal.
“You’re staring again,” she says with a smile, her free hand resting on her bare, rounded belly.
I grin, shaking my head. “What can I do, Stella? Even before your pregnancy, I couldn’t take my eyes off you. But now…” I glance at her baby bump as I add, “now you’re even more breathtaking. This glow, this beauty-it’s unlike anything I’ve ever seen.”
As she looks down at her belly, her smile fades slightly. “And here I feel like crying most days because nothing fits me anymore. Not a single piece of clothing!” She pouts at me.
I stop walking and gently pull her closer, cupping her face in my hands. “Oh, God, Flower, when will you start looking at yourself the way I do? When will you see the incredible, stunning woman standing in front of me?”
As I ask, she just stares at me. I place my hands on her baby bump and continue, “Don’t worry, I’m here to remind you every single day just how heavenly beautiful you are-even now, especially now. You’re carrying our babies, Stella. You’ve never been more perfect.”
The corners of her mouth lift as her hands cover mine on her belly. “You never stop making me feel the most beautiful woman in this world.”
“Because you’re, Stella.” I lean in and place a soft kiss on her cheek. “For me, you’re the most beautiful woman in the world, even when you’re crying over clothes that don’t fit or complaining about swollen feet. You don’t need a perfect dress or makeup to look gorgeous-you just are.”
“I love you so much.” She comes closer to my face and softly kisses my lips.
She pulls away, but I want more. I grab the back of her neck and draw her closer to me again. Our lips meet, this time with more passion, more need. My free hand remains on her belly, feeling the warmth of the life growing inside her, while her arms wrap around my neck, pulling me even closer.
We kiss each other deeply, losing ourselves in the moment, forgetting everything but the love we share. It’s just us-our own little world, filled with nothing but joy and connection.
As our kiss deepens, I feel it-a soft, sudden movement under my palm. The little ones kick as if they are reminding us they’re here.
Stella gasps softly, pulling back for a moment. “They always do this when you kiss me.”
I smile against her lips, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “I think they’re already jealous, Flower,” I tease, my palm still pressed gently to her belly as I feel another tiny kick. The sensation overwhelms me with emotions I can’t even put into words.
She laughs, and I lean in to devour her lips again. The gentle movements of our babies beneath my hand make the moment even more profound.
I pull back, resting my forehead against hers. “I can’t put this into words, Stella. This feeling… having you, loving you, knowing we’re building a family together-it’s more than I ever dreamed of. I never thought that golden-eyed girl I met would become my wife, the mother of my children, and my entire world.”
Her fingers brush through my hair as she smiles at me, her eyes filled with immense love. “And I never thought that the grumpy stepbrother of mine would end up being my everything.”
***
After sometime, we settle down beside each other on the sand. As she watches the beautiful sunset, like always, I admire her during this time.
My eyes widen slightly in surprise as she suddenly kneels between my legs, facing me, wrapping her arms around my neck.
“What are you planning to do, Stella?” I ask, placing my hands on her waist.
“This.” She starts placing kisses all over my face. As her lips move down to my neck, my dick throbs in my pants. I groan when her teeth dig into my skin. Most of the time, she’s wild and needy in her pregnancy, and I’m loving this side of her.
She is leaving open-mouthed kisses on my neck and collarbone, her hand still wrapped around my neck.
“Stella, you know exactly what you’re doing to me, don’t you?” I ask in a low voice.
She pulls back to meet my gaze, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “What? I’m just showering my husband with kisses-which he deserves.” As her lips brushes over the corner of my mouth before trailing along my jawline, my hands tighten on her waist.
She does this every time she wants me, and I’m going to give her exactly what she wants-fulfilling all of my wife’s desires.
“You’ve gotten naughtier during pregnancy, Flower.” My hands move behind her back to squeeze her hips, causing her to moan against my face.
“I’m your naughty wife.” She grabs the collar of my blue shirt and pulling me closer for a rough kiss. Her boldness makes my dick harder.
I break the kiss and whisper against her lips, “Let’s go to the bedroom. Because today, you can’t handle me here.” My hands rest gently on her baby bump as I speak.
Her eyes lock onto mine. “You’re right. Let’s go.”
I take her hand in mine and help her to stand up.
As I lift her into my arms, her laughter brushes my ear. “Mission successful.”
I also laugh as I carry her into our beach house bedroom, the place where we’ve shared so many beautiful and passionate memories. And today, we’re going to add one more hot memory to it.