CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

NATALIE

The gravity of what he was telling me hit me like a ton of bricks. 

I remembered drunkenly mentioning having a baby with him the other day but this was real. 

This was serious. 

This was a decision that would affect me for the rest of my life. 

There was a real possibility I could end up as a single mother. Not only of one child but of two. 

But despite how serious and life-altering this choice would be, I felt zero doubts. 

I wanted this too, just as much as he did.

Drunken words are apparently sober thoughts. And in that heavy, sobering moment I felt ready to turn my thoughts into reality. 

I wanted to always keep a part of him with me, no matter what happened. 

My fingers intertwined with his on my belly and I nodded with my forehead against his to show that I understood. 

He broke out into a wide, genuine smile for the first time in that tense evening. 

"You mean it, babe?" he asked. 

"Yes," I answered. "I want your baby inside me. And no matter what happens, I'll be the best mom I can to both of our kids."

Sol brought his hands to my face and kissed me through his smile. 

"If I could marry you right now, then all this would be perfect," he said, his voice heavy with emotion. 

"When you get back," I said, gripping his shirt with my fingers and pulling him forward. "Right now, let's just make love. And life." 

Sol's mouth came down hard on mine in reply. He held my sides in a fierce grip as I worked his shirt up and over his head. He barely let his hands separate from my skin as I peeled the shirt off his sculpted, inked arms. 

Just like me, he wanted to savor every moment and photograph every touch in his mind. I didn't think it was possible for him to be even more attentive and passionate to every inch of my body than before, but he was. 

We took our time peeling off each other's clothes, kissing and teasing every new area of skin that became exposed to the chilly, night air. 

His tongue licked the hollow of my throat and every small ridge along my sternum. Every hair on my body stood on end, awakened by stimulation and need. 

I couldn't bear to lose him. I needed him. I literally would not be alive now if it weren't for this man, the one who made me feel truly alive for the first time in my life. 

As we shed the last of our clothing, our flesh seared together like we would never be separate beings again. Our heat molded and melted us together into one body, creating a new life. He was heavy on top of me but I loved feeling pressed into him.

When he moved against me, I moved with him. His cock was thick and hard between us, resting on my soft belly. 

Sol maneuvered his hand between my legs and began stroking my swollen vulva, spreading my wetness around but I soon stopped him. 

"I want you," I pleaded in a hungry whisper. "I want your cock inside me. I don't want to be teased. I don't want to wait."

His expression matched my words. Hungry, lustful and needy.  

"I'm still going to make you cum," he promised, trailing his teeth down the side of my neck to my shoulder. “I don’t give a fuck if we’re making a baby or not. My woman still needs her pleasure.” 

Honestly, just the thought of his strong, virile seed getting me pregnant was getting me hotter that I ever thought it would. Sex was certainly just as much about one’s mental state as the physical. The feeling between us was completely different this time. 

Maybe it had to do with the possibility of tomorrow’s outcome on top of the whole babymaking thing, but it seemed like this was about so much more than lust and just physical attraction. This was truly making love, in the purest sense of the expression. 

I loved him so much and he felt the same way, our bodies couldn’t help but follow that feeling. 

Sol gently pulled his hips back, making his cock trace along my skin like an extra large finger as it moved down my body. The smooth head kissed my clit as it reached that edge of my body, when Sol thrust forward again. 

It felt so good I had to throw my head back and moan, only to receive his hand against my mouth just like our first time. I looked at him sheepishly, forgetting that Ari was asleep in the next room. 

Sol chuckled as he smothered my mouth with his, continuing to make small thrusts against my clit. I moaned quieter, muffled by his kisses as I tilted my hips as high as I could under his weight, dying for him to fill me. 

“I love you, my loud, beautiful wife,” Sol murmured as he finally pulled his hips back and lined his cock up to my entrance.

What did he just call me?

The initial shock was quickly overcome with warm, tingling pleasure spreading from my heart throughout my limbs.  

“Did you marry me without my own knowledge?” I asked with a small laugh.

He looked at me intensely, his eyes burning with all his desire and passion. 

“You’re going to carry my child and raise my daughter. You’re completely mine and I’m no one’s but yours. As far as I’m concerned, you’re already my wife in all the ways that matter.”

His hips lunged forward and it was all I could do to not scream. 

Instead, I gasped and tears came to my eyes as my fingers dug into his wide back. I bit down hard on his shoulder. But I wasn’t crying from pain. 

He was right. And he was my husband in the same way. I loved him and I loved his daughter like she was my own. Whether he stood by my side tomorrow or not, our child conceived tonight would be living, breathing proof of our love and commitment to each other. 

Sol’s hips surged all the way forward and paused. The entire length and width of his delicious cock was inside me and I felt complete. I squeezed my thighs around his waist and dug my heels into the backs of his powerful thighs. My body did everything it could to take in even more of him, urging him in deeper so there was absolutely no separation between us. 

He remained rooted inside of me, not bothering to pull back for the longest time. His arms wrapped around my back to lift me off the mattress and press into him even more. If there was any square inch of our skin that didn't touch the other person, we corrected that immediately. 

When he finally did pull back to lunge in again even deeper, he let out low, animalistic growls and I knew he was fighting the urge to be loud too. 

Pure, raw instinct surged through us. No words, no language. Just sighs, sounds, and sensations. No societal taboos except to not wake the child in the next room. We were connecting in the most basic, animal way and doing it for the most basic evolutionary reason: to ensure the survival of the next generation.

It was so simple and yet so much more. I finally knew what love felt like and yet heartbreak felt so close, like an invisible intruder hiding in the dark. 

Solomon lifted one of my legs and shifted his position. His mouth detached from mine and kissed its way down to my nipple, which he sucked greedily between his teeth as he fucked me from a different, more intense angle. 

I bit my lip hard, squeaking out a gasp as I felt my orgasm building up fast and intense. His sharp, cunning eyes were pleased as he watched me come undone. 

"Fuck!" I gasped as the already intense sensations exploded into waves of pleasure. It felt like it came straight from my heart and pulsed to the same rhythm. 

My pussy wrapped tightly around Sol's hard cock and drew him in even deeper, hugging him around all sides like it never wanted to let go. 

"I can't believe how tight you are," he said through ragged breaths. "How amazing and perfect you feel." 

"You're amazing," I whispered through fresh tears in my eyes. "I love you so much." It felt like the orgasm opened me up and exposed my vulnerable heart to the world.

"I love you, Natalie." 

Sol cradled me against his chest where I always felt at home. Could I really go on without feeling this warm, solid wall of protection again? 

"Come back to me," I whispered into his sternum. "Promise me you will." 

He said nothing but stopped thrusting for a moment, and just held me protectively.

"You know me better than anyone," he said finally. "You know I will."

Maybe he was lying to me, maybe not. But that small assurance made me feel better enough to completely forget that tomorrow was coming.

I brought my lips back up to his neck and flushed my hips against his once again, leaving no space between us. 

His cock flexed inside me, the curve of it pressing right up against my G-spot which made me breathless. I clung to his tense body as I absorbed the impact of his rutting into me harder. He was getting close.          

So close to putting his baby inside me. 

He clamped his hand over my mouth, knowing I couldn’t hold back my moans as he drove into me harder. 

Lovemaking was over. We were fucking now. 

We rode a wave of pleasure going higher and faster, almost unbearably intense as his cock pounded into just the perfect spot like he was made for me. 

When the wave crested and crashed, he was right there with me. 

With a furious roar, he penetrated me deeper than he ever had yet and released his orgasm deep into my needy pussy. 

His cum coated the inside of me with no barrier, nothing between us and it made my orgasm clench around him even tighter. My whole body was such a bundle of sensitive, fragile nerves that I felt every individual shot of semen deep within my core.

He stayed inside me even after our orgasms subsided and he went soft. Neither one of us wanted to move, or for this night to end. 

Weariness from all that pleasure took over me and I drifted off to sleep to his soft caresses on my skin, the weight of him on me warm and comforting like a blanket.

I awoke from a cool breeze making me shiver, my bare nipples forming tight little buds exposed to the air. 

Sol had already gotten up and dressed. He pulled his belt buckle into place and double-checked his gun before tucking it into the hidden holster under his black leather jacket. 

I sat up in bed and he stood still to look at me for a moment. Then he knelt on the floor at my knees, caressing my thighs from my knees up to my hips.

"I don't want to leave you, beautiful," he sighed. 

I touched his handsome face, smoothing my palms over the rough stubble on his cheeks and gazing into his brave, amber eyes. 

"I know you're doing this for me," I said. "And I love you for it. More than I can express. And I know you're coming back."

He gave me a sensual, passionate kiss as he stood slowly to his feet.

"I'll see you soon, my love," he said as he dragged his feet to the door. "Tell Ari that Daddy loves her." 

I nodded, biting my lip as I fought back the tears. 

He gave me one final look over his shoulder. 

And then he was gone.