Chapter Forty-Six
Dominic
Dominic told his friends good-bye and went through his nightly routine of closing up the house, making sure that his girls were safe. Dom was overjoyed about the baby; it had been killing him to not shout it from the rooftops. As irritated as Corey was at him for not telling her about the baby sooner, he knew his reasons were sound. And after Corey had been attacked by Franklin’s bodyguard, Dom had wanted to install an alarm system, but she hadn’t let him. She said there was no use spending all that money when she was surrounded constantly by wolves.
After he had showered and got ready for bed, he slid in quietly next to her. She rolled over and faced him wearing a smile. “You’re still awake?” He was surprised. “Is everything okay? Do you need anything?”
“No, babe, I’m fine. I just wanted a chance to talk to you without everyone around. My cheeks ached from smiling so much tonight. I’m working through so many emotions about being pregnant, but first and foremost is elation.”
“Corey, I didn’t tell you because I wanted you to find out on your own and figure out how you felt about it. I was so over-the-moon excited and I knew if I told you… Well, I just thought maybe you’d put on a happy face because I’m so happy. I wanted you to know how you felt without everyone else’s opinions getting in the way.” He reached up and smoothed her long reddish-brown hair back over her shoulder. “Does that make sense?”
Corey narrowed her eyes. “Did you think I would be mad? Or sad about it? I am so freaking happy it’s unreal. I mean, we are in the middle of not one but two different investigations. We have lawyers up our asses about the Franklins’ custody battle and we are about to have feds up our asses with the Henderson investigation. Maybe it’s not the best time to have a baby, but it’s happening anyway. I’m nervous and scared and happy and so many other emotions.” He watched as she licked her lips, his cock growing rigid almost instantly. “I do need to know, though, did you ask me to marry you because of the baby?”
Dominic knew she’d question his motives for proposing once she found out that he had known she was pregnant. He took a deep breath. “Yes.” He winced when she frogged him in the arm. “Baby, let me explain before you get all worked up. In my eyes, we’re married. We’re mated, we’re bonded, and we couldn’t be any more committed to each other. An engagement and a wedding ceremony, those are things you need. Your customs. And I had every intention of giving them to you. Hell, I started looking at rings online the day after we bonded. But then everything got so crazy around here. My whole focus shifted from making you happy to keeping you safe.” He reached for her hand. “When Riley pointed out that you were pregnant, my brain clicked, and I remembered that I wanted to do those things for you.”
Corey pursed her lips. “I appreciate that you are willing to go through all my tedious human customs for me.” She rested her hand on her flat stomach. “And I love this baby.”
He put his hand on top of hers and smiled. “Our little girl.”
“Can I ask you my questions for the day? I have some good ones.” She waggled her eyebrows.
“Yes, ma’am, go for it.” Dom usually acted like answering Corey’s shifter questions was a hassle, but tonight he was excited. He knew she’d ask about the baby and the pregnancy, and he was pumped to finally talk about it with her.
“Question one: will my pregnancy be like a normal human pregnancy or will it be different because her daddy is a shifter? I’m not going to be pregnant for like a year or anything, right?”
He grinned at hearing Corey call him daddy. It irked him when she called her own father that; he thought it sounded creepy AF. She swore it was a Southern thing, and Keller backed her up. But hearing her call him that? It melted his heart. “Your pregnancy will be just like a normal human pregnancy. I actually called Keller’s sister, Kami, and asked her all sorts of invasive questions. She mated with a shifter and they have two kids, one boy and one girl. She did say that when she was pregnant with her son she couldn’t seem to keep enough food in her stomach. She said she was literally always hungry and eating nonstop all day and she still only gained fifteen pounds. But little boys carry the shifter gene so she thinks that’s why.”
“Damn, only fifteen pounds? Maybe we can try to make a boy next. Wait. That wasn’t my second question. Question two: Will our daughter be affected at all by the shifter gene? I mean I understand only males can carry the shifter DNA, but…”
He shrugged. “I honestly don’t know. Technically no, she isn’t male so she won’t inherit the shifting gene. Kami mentioned that her daughter has always been more advanced than other girls her age as far as motor skills were concerned. Like she walked sooner, threw a ball farther, that sort of thing. I guess that could be from shifter DNA, huh?”
Corey nodded. “I like the idea she might be more advanced. It’ll give her an edge.” She smiled, then continued with, “Question three: will our daughter be more likely to mate with a shifter than to meet and fall in love with a normal human?”
Dom sighed. “Yes and no. She’ll grow up in the shifter culture. She will learn about mating and bonding and soul mates. Plus she’ll be surrounded by shifters. I mean she could meet and bond with a shifter, or she could go off to college and marry some frat boy. It could go either way. A lot of females who grow up in shifter households end up mating shifters. They tend to look for a love like that, the forever kind that many of their parents share.”
“Makes sense.” Corey wagged a finger in his face. “And she’s not going to college to hang out at frat houses. She’s going to college to learn.”
Dom chuckled. “We have time to worry about that later, sweetheart. And we both know I’d kill any frat boy who dared touch my daughter.”
Corey smiled and then buried her head in Dom’s chest. “One last question.”
“You already asked your three.” He kissed the top of her head, inhaling the delicious scent of her shampoo.
“Three for the baby and one for me?” Her words were muffled by his t-shirt.
“Fine,” he huffed as if bothered by her interest in his culture.
“Will you still want me when I’m big and pregnant?” Corey’s voice sounded small, which wasn’t like her.
“Are you kidding me, baby? I am so turned on by you all the time, I have to stop myself from storming into your office and bending you over your desk on a daily basis.” He pulled back so that she’d look at him. “And to be honest, the pregnancy is making it worse.”
“Really?” Her eyes went wide, a smirk playing on her perfect lips.
“Oh yeah.” He smiled, knowing the perfect way to explain it to her. “Do you remember the first night we were together?”
She furrowed her brow. “The claiming sex?”
“No, what happened after the claiming sex. I told you that I couldn’t pull out, and then afterward some of my cum slid down your leg and I wiped it up and put it back inside you. Remember that?”
“Yes. That’s probably what knocked me up.” Corey narrowed her eyes.
“Sorry not sorry.” He put his hand back on her lower stomach, grinning. “It turned you on when I did that, and don’t even try to deny it. You mounted me and screamed so loud I’m sure the neighbors heard you.” When she didn’t deny it, he continued. “What I did, making sure I stayed inside of you, was possessive and male, and you fucking loved it. I did too. I’d never felt so dominant and so possessive before.”
“What does that have to do with me getting round?” She used her arms, holding them out in front of her like a mock belly.
“I put that baby in there. Which is like the ultimate possession, the ultimate display of how mine you are. You are literally carrying me inside you all day. And the bigger you get, the more it shows. The easier it is for the world to see that you belong to me. Huge shifter turn-on. Huge.” Dom put his hand on Corey’s lower back and pulled her closer to him. Grinding against her to show her exactly how true his words were. He reached down between them with one hand and started circling her clit with his finger. The other hand traveled north and began kneading her breast.
“Ah, holy shit. My breasts are so tender and sensitive.” Corey curved her shoulders forward.
“Does that feel good, baby?” He planted kisses along her collarbone.
“Uh, no. Actually, it’s super painful. Please stop touching them. My boobs hurt so damn bad and I didn’t even realize it until you started to assault them.”
Dominic opened his eyes and stared down at her. “I’m sorry, I thought you meant tender in a good way.” He frowned. “So, I’m not trying to be a dick here but how long do you think this no touching the boobs thing is going to last?” He fucking loved Corey’s breasts, and her perfect pink nipples.
“How am I supposed to know the answer to that? I’ve never been pregnant before. All I can tell you is that, right now, if you even think of touching my breasts again, I’ll junk punch you.”
Dominic chuckled. “Okay, sweetheart, how about I promise to stay far south tonight?” He gently kissed his way down her stomach and over her hips. When he settled between her legs, he put one hand on each knee and pushed them to the side, baring her open.
He loved looking at her this way. So vulnerable and ready for whatever he wanted to give her. He dipped his head to taste her and, as always, it was pure heaven. As he slipped two fingers inside her she let out a small scream. “Corey? Is that painful too?” He withdrew his fingers and sat upright. “I am so sorry, I didn’t know, I—”
“Please don’t stop touching me. Everything you’re doing feels so amazing. I guess my breasts aren’t the only place on my body that feels extra sensitive.” She playfully put her hands on his head and pushed him back down to where he had been seconds before. She moaned when he slipped his fingers back in and began using his tongue to torture her. It took only seconds for her to be screaming out his name as she came against his mouth.
Dom loved hearing her shatter. This amazing beautiful girl couldn’t help but scream his name as she came. Did it get any better than that? He had meant to make tonight all about her. He had started out not wanting anything in return. But now, after hearing her go off like a firework in his hands, he wanted more. He needed more. Dom climbed up her gorgeous sun-kissed body until he was positioned right where he longed to be. “Baby, you doing okay? If you’re too tired or sore just tell me, we can go to sleep.”
“I’m fine, Dom. I’m pregnant, not breakable.” He gently lowered his mouth to hers and began kissing her ever so lightly. He was holding all his weight on his hands where normally he would crush her under him. “Dom, what are you doing?”
“I’m making love to my amazing pregnant mate.” He leaned down and gave her another feather-light kiss.
“Why are you being so gentle? What’s with all the light touches and soft kisses all of a sudden?” She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling the head of his cock right to her entrance.
“I didn’t know if you were going to want me to be more careful now that you knew about the baby. I mean, I’m usually pretty damn rough and I don’t know, I just figured you might be worried or something.” He went to roll off her so they could talk it out, but she tightened her legs, keeping him prisoner.
“Dom, you never hurt me and I’m not worried about you hurting the baby. I love the way you fuck me. I need to have you like that, all possessive and unleashed. That’s the way I like it, and that’s the way you’re going to give it to me, understood?”
He grinned. The second the word fuck came out of her beautiful mouth he knew he was a goner. His control had snapped inside him. Good thing she wanted it hard, because now that was the only way he could give it to her. And he would bet money she knew that. “Yes, ma’am.” He surged forward and buried his dick to the hilt. He paused for a minute, resting his forehead against hers, trying to gain his composure. These first few seconds inside Corey were always the hardest; he felt like he was going to finish before he even started. It didn’t help that his girl was vocal about what she liked. Her sexy talk always jacked him up even further, winding him even tighter.
“Oh god, Dom, please.” She was wiggling underneath him, begging him to start moving.
He shook his head. This girl was going to kill him one day. But he was nothing if not obedient. He pulled out, almost all the way, and then sank back in. Again. Again. He pulled out a fourth time and when he buried himself back inside her, he ground his hips against hers, the head of his dick hitting her most sensitive spot and his pelvis putting pressure on her clit.
Corey gasped, “Dom, please don’t stop. Oh god, don’t stop…” And he didn’t, he kept on pulling out, surging in, and then grinding against her. She was practically shaking in his arms. “Don’t stop. Oh god, Dom…” She came hard, her nails digging into his back, possibly drawing blood.
When Corey finished like that, screaming and out of control, he could never hold on much longer. Her reaction always sent him barreling over the edge. He moved his mouth to her neck, biting down. He spilled into her, his body convulsing involuntarily. “Baby…you are…so fucking amazing….”
Corey laughed. “Me? You did all the work.” He pulled out slowly and rolled to his side, taking her with him. “I came so damn hard I thought I was going to pass out. I swear these pregnancy hormones make everything so much more intense.” She took a deep breath and settled in the crook of his arm with her head on his chest. “Thank you.”
Dom smiled and kissed the top of her head. “For what? The earth-shattering orgasm? You. Are. Welcome.”
“Of course for that, always for that. But for our family, for your love, for making all my dreams come true.” She kissed his pec, right over his racing heart.
“I love you.” He pulled her tighter to him.
“Good night, Dom.”
“Good night, baby. Both my babies.”