I brushed my lips across Leo’s clavicle, running my hands down to his muscular abdomen. “Mmm… I love waking up to you,” I moaned. I disappeared into his bathroom to brush my teeth.

“Morning, love,” he muttered, still half-asleep. Finally, he shook off his slumber and opened his eyes.

My stomach rumbled. I was starving. At five months pregnant, the morning sickness had pretty much faded away.

“I feel happy today,” I said. I let my hands wrap around the edges of my tight belly. Life was coming. New things were coming. I spat the toothpaste out into the sink.

“Did you give him the papers?” I asked.

“Give who the what?” Leo sat up in bed. “Oh. Patrick? Yeah. He knows he’s no longer allowed to show his face around us anymore.”

“It freaks me out sometimes. When you leave, I sometimes wonder if he’s watching,” I admitted.

Leo beckoned me to the bed. “Come here, baby,” he said. I did, and I fell into his robust body. “Nobody’s ever going to hurt you or that baby. You hear me? Nobody.”

“I trust you,” I whispered. “I feel safe when I’m with you.”

“Mmm.” Leo’s lips crushed against mine. He kissed me until the image of Patrick left me. “I love it when you wear my shirt to bed,” he said.

I crawled on top of him, arching my back until it reached his lap. I kissed him softly. “You smell so nice,” I whispered.

“You do too,” he said. “Like sweet omega nectar.”

Leo kissed the side of my neck and satisfyingly touched my stomach, reaching lower until his big hand wrapped around the bottom of my already hard shaft. He didn’t let go, but he didn’t pump it either. “You don’t have to go to the pregnant-people class today?”

I tried not to laugh. “I think you mean Lamaze class. And no. Today, it’s just us.”

“Finally,” he murmured. He caressed his right hand across the bottom of my shaft cock. His left hand wrapped around my taint, fingers teasing my hole.

“God, I love your body.” He clenched his teeth together. His intensity brought me closer. It made me feel sexy when he did this, and lucky for me, he did it on a day-to-day basis.

A lot of the men in my Lamaze class didn’t like to talk about their new bodies. They missed their flat abdomens, missed the way their bodies used to attract other men, but my body felt natural to me. It was a long journey to get there, but I was destined to be a father. I felt like I should celebrate this time, rather than mope around the house.

Most days, we’d order a giant pizza, or we would pick out some delicious Thai food from our favorite restaurant. We’d watch all of the best Marvel comic book movies we could find, and Leo would massage me to sleep. It was a giant surprise, but I finally felt ready for our baby.

However, there was one huge thing on my mind...

“You know, I still haven’t tried out the St. Anthony’s cross,” I said, climbing out of bed.

Leo watched me as I walked over to the wooden X. I ran my hand across the glazed wood and closed my eyes. “God, it’s so hot. Why won’t you ever use it with me?” I asked.

“Kitten, you’re pregnant. I don’t want to hurt the baby,” he said.

“Don’t be silly,” I said. I pressed my naked body firmly against the vinyl padding. “The doctor said we should fuck. If anything, this is good for the baby.”

Leo shot out of bed to assist me. He strapped me, and quickly climbed out of his jeans, holding his leather belt in his hand. He cracked the belt against the floor, daring me. “You comfortable?” he asked.

I didn’t come here to feel comfortable. I came here to feel used. It was a feeling I hadn’t felt since the night at the old Leather and Lace. It was time for a reunion. A celebration.

“Call me a slut,” I said. I watched his Adam’s apple catch against his saliva. I said it again. “Do it.”

“Kitten, you’re my world,” he said.

“What man can deny my pleasure and warm sensation? I’m waiting for you,” I said.

“My gorgeous slut,” he bellowed.

Naked and spread against the cross, I looked him in the eye and beckoned him over to me. Finally, he collapsed against the altar, worshiping my pregnant body as an idol.

“You’re blasphemous,” he said. “You don’t need discipline. You need to beg for mercy and forgiveness.”

“Please, daddy,” I begged. “Teach me how to be a good man. I need guidance.” I saw my playful smile reflect in the center of his eyes. When he blinked, it vanished.

Through thick and thin. I will love you. Through thick and thin. I will obey.

“You can use me as much as you need to tonight,” I murmured.

Through thick and thin. I place my body before you. Through thick and thin. I give myself to you. Forever.

Leo kissed my belly before standing up. “I need to teach you,” he said.

“Teach me what?” I asked.

“Teach you how to behave. Teach you how to endure. Teach you how to take my cock.” Leo then turned the cross on its axis, my legs spread in front of him. He had that hungry look in his eyes again, the one I knew meant trouble.

“I’m not going to go easy on you,” he warned. “But you’ve never liked easy, have you?”

Before I had the chance to answer him, I felt the lube drip from my pregnant belly down to my spread legs. Leo slowly massaged the slick liquid over my body until a dense layer washed over my entirety. Leo threw the bottle behind him. A look of intense desire could be seen planted on his face.

Leo slipped a finger inside me, slowly arching it against my spot. My eyes sprung open. “Fuck,” I said, stunned.

I took to his fingers faster than I thought I would. Soon, he was spreading me open, rolling his balled up fist inside me. “You’re such a dirty fucking slut,” he whispered.

“Oh, God. Yes. Keep telling me what I want to hear,” I cried.

“You’re just the world’s fuck-toy—a prop for us alphas to use,” he said, working his fingers inside of me.

Leo had to pull away from me. Panting like a beast, he spanked my ass hard. “Don’t stop,” I murmured. “Do your worse.”

Leo knew how to handle me. He held my wrists, bounding the leather straps inside his fist. He pulled them tighter, making sure they were secure. That’s when he slid inside of me, his moving forward like a freight train.

Our trust was everything. It was raw and uninhibited. It was close and honest. When we fucked, it felt like a piece of ourselves were molding together. There were no barriers between us now. We could finally be ourselves.

Leo was in as deep as he could go, whispering in my ear how much he adored me, just pumping his thick cock slow and deliberate. He leaned and kissed my neck, tongue savoring my sweet taste, nose inhaling my scent.

“I love you,” I said. “I’ll always fucking love you.” These were the most honest words I could whisper in his ear.

Leo thrust with all his might, so that he could know that I was his forever. In his eyes was a deep understanding that everything was soon about to change. In under four months, we’d be a family.

Leo held onto the edges of my tight stomach. He clutched against the bottom of my hard shaft, rocking his wrist back. The pleasure welled up inside of me like an expanding balloon.

“Kiss me, daddy,” I whispered. “Kiss me, and I’ll pop.”

As soon as I felt his thick masculine lips brush against mine, I let myself go. I could feel his heart against mine. I could taste the salt on his tongue, and hear his deep breathing as he slid in as deep as my body would let him. When an extended rumble came from his mouth, I knew he had given himself to me.

I felt his warm cum shoot inside of me. His hands gripped my hips. He pulled me into him. It didn’t take long for me to get on the same page. “Oh, fuck. Leo! I love you,” I moaned.

My limbs jerked hard against the leather straps, pulling up and down, trembling without control. Together, we both came excessively. Leo threw his head back and screamed, thrusting forward two more times, none sweeter than the other.

As we came back to our senses, a slow kiss fell against my lips. He released me from the leather straps. He lifted me from the cross, body trembling against him. Leo cradled me in his arms and promised to protect me forever.

I closed my eyes and fell into his absolute love. I found myself. I really found the man that truly completed me.

“You’re the man of my dreams,” I whispered as he fixed me over the covers. He leaned forward, massaging between my legs, tenderly kissing my face.

“As soon as we talked, I knew I’d fall in love with you,” he said.

“That’s because you knew I was as dirty as you were,” I said.

“Maybe a little,” he said.

Leo grabbed a wet towel from the bathroom and gently cleaned me up. Finally, he swayed his body into bed and spooned me from behind. “So. What’s your biggest fantasy?” he asked.

I laughed. The answer was obvious. My biggest fantasy was him.