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  My heart still does that tripping shit whenever I hold any part of her in my arms. I kissed her hair and nuzzled her, which could be why her disobedient ass never listens. She’s made me soft!

  “What fucking toy?” I ran my hands over the hard mound of her tummy and felt my baby girl kick against them. Another pain in the ass that’s gonna have me bent no doubt.

  She’d already taken over most of my damn life and she wasn’t even here yet. I was the one having the morning sickness this time around and having to take afternoon naps and shit in the middle of the workday was not cute.

  And if that shit isn’t bad enough, I’m still breaking out in cold sweats. Ever since the doctor said ‘girl’ I’ve been on a tear. Ava thinks it’s guilt over past sins that has me in such a tizzy as she calls it when it comes to my daughter; she could be right.

  Whatever the reason I’ve already started putting shit in place to safeguard my kid once she gets here. Of course my boy is well protected, but little girls need their daddy to be on top of shit from the get. Lotta assholes roaming the streets!

  I got all my guns loaded and ready let them come. The bottom line; any motherfucker that does or even thinks of doing to my little princess what I’d done to her mother would end his days at the end of my glock.

  Maybe she’s right after all. Maybe I’m afraid my chickens are gonna come home to roost one day. Motherfuckers would end up in a deep freeze somewhere fucking with me.

  “So are you gonna do it?” She rubbed her ass against my dick and that stupid fuck was ready for anything. “No.” My hand itched to spank her ass. She’s been acting up a lot lately and I knew it was because she thought she was safe. But I wasn’t about to spank my pregnant wife; I’m not that much of a dick.

  “What if you just tie them loose like?” There goes that damn pout again. She drags that shit out every chance she gets but she knows who rules this nest. I’m not falling for her shit. Last time I ended up fucking her into labor because her horny ass pussy was on the prowl two weeks before her due date. Now she’s up to the same shit again.

  “Ava, baby.” I gave her the look that meant whatever the fuck she was after the answer was no. She stomped her foot and mumbled some shit under her breath which is where she’d better keep it unless she wanted trouble. I glared at her until she settled her little ass down. “Sorry, I’m just so horny Damien.”

  “Your ass is always horny, what’s new?” Just then I heard fussing coming through one of the hundred monitors in the house.

  “I hear my kid waking up. Go take care of him and I’ll fuck your ass deep when he goes back down. How’s that?” She all but skipped out of the room. Spoilt ass.

  I watched her leave and finally released the smile I’d been keeping at bay. Can life be any better? I think not. Who knew over a year ago when I went after her that things would turn out this way? That what had started out as a job would become the thing I never knew I needed.

  With her and my son in my life the pain of losing dad wasn’t as sharp as it once was. It’s like all the shit I’d done and endured in life had led me to the here and now. All the shit I’d suffered was more than worth it because I’d found her.

  I protect her like a fucking army not willing to let the slightest thing get near her. That’s why to this day her dad has yet to lay eyes on her since I brought her back here.

  He knew about the baby of course and the fact that we were married, news travels fast. And I tell myself that if she truly wanted to see him that I wouldn’t stand in her way no matter how much I might hate that shit, but so far she has no interest.

  We’d had a long talk about that because I didn’t want her doing that shit just because of me. But she’d convinced me that it was her choice. She didn’t want someone like that in our son’s life. And besides, she saw it as betraying me to have any kind of contact with him.

  I felt no guilt about that shit, he’s still on my shit list and there he will remain until he draws his last fucking breath. I was pleased with her decision for another reason too. Had she decided she wanted to see him there’s no way she was taking my kid anywhere near that fuck.

  Which would’ve meant a rift and never ending arguments between my wife and I. This way we were both on board and walking the same path. If somewhere down the line she changes her mind I’ll deal with that shit, but for now she has no plans on seeing him and I’m gonna do everything in my power to keep it that way.

  I stayed there reminiscing so long that she found me in the bedroom when she was finished feeding our son. It was about that time of the day when the nanny took him for his afternoon walk around the garden. That should take about a good minute, time enough to take care of whatever the fuck it is that gleam in her eye said she wanted.

  “Damien!” She rubbed her milk-swollen tit and I knew what it was before she asked. “Come.” I took her hand and led her to the bed, stripping her and then myself before laying her back and coming down beside her.

  “Which one hurts the most?” She pointed to her right nipple and I lowered my head and sucked it into my mouth, tasting her milk for the first time today but most likely not the last. This is her new kink, having me drain her tits when my son didn’t take enough milk.

  Her milk always gets my dick hard as fuck and now was no different. That’s why two minutes after I started feeding at her breast I was climbing between her legs and sliding my cock into her. The sight of her pregnant belly made my cock harder and I gave her the fucking she’s been begging for.

  It never ceases to amaze me that she can handle all the fucks I throw into her when she’s carrying my child. Which works out for the best since I find her pregnant body sexually fascinating and stay fucking her every chance I get.

  The hardest time in my life is when I had to keep my hands off her when my son was born; the longest three fucking months of my life. But a day hasn’t gone by since I nailed her again that I’m not inside her at least part of every day.

  I put my hand protectively over my daughter as I surged into her mother giving her as much dick as I thought she could handle before she got revved up, and her pussy leaked like a faucet.

  There was a light in her eyes again, that light that lets me know all is right with her world, which means it’s good with mine. “What is it?” I leaned in to kiss her and she sucked the sweet milk off my tongue.

  “Nothing, I just love you that’s all.” My cock dripped into her at her words. No matter how often I hear them it will never be enough. “I love you too.” Her pussy clenched around my cock and she pulled my head back down to her breast.

  As I fucked into her I found myself being grateful once again that she was mine. It sucks that had dad not died we may never have met. But I’ve come to terms with that over time. Maybe dad had sent her to me after all. The one good thing to come out of that whole deal.

  And thinking that, feeling all the love I have for her well up inside me, I came inside her with a groan around her tit that sent her into spasms. “If you’re a really good girl, I’ll put you in the swing tonight after Dami goes to sleep.” I felt her smile all the way to my dick.

  THE END

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  Jordan Silver is the author of over 150 steamy romance novels featuring over the top possessive, obsessive alpha males and the women who love them