I had already decided, and without thinking too much about it, I stretched out my legs, tangling them with his in the blanket, locking him to me. I pressed my mouth against his neck, feeling the tense muscles there as he continued to pulse into me, that cock waiting to deliver everything straight into me. I blinked, my body clenching hard as I imagined what he would feel like, carrying him around inside me, that potent part of him, so close to where it would mean something else.
A future.
A swollen belly.
A declaration of ownership.
Fuck. “Right there,” I whispered. “Please, I want to feel you. Come inside me, Daddy.”
My voice squeaked as his entire body shook, his hands knitting around me, plastering our bodies together, his cock as deep as it could go, before a flush of red washed over his skin, his body bowing tight as his hips slammed deep and held, pulse after pulse of his cock deep inside me, letting me know that he was marking me in the most primal way.
I closed my eyes and held on, more content than I’d been in too long.
Chapter Six
Colton
I was a dominant guy.
I liked my women soft, though not in personality. I wanted them soft and warm and wet. I wanted to pleasure them until they begged me to stop. I wanted to make sure they were eager and willing each and every time I worked my cock into them.
But before now, I’d never once wanted them to be pregnant. Not since I had gotten my ex-wife pregnant. And even then, it had been a passing consideration. But God help me, this kind-hearted, sharp-tongued nanny had completely upended my knowledge of my own preferences. Because I wanted her in a visceral way. More than a casual fuck. I wanted this every night. I wanted to come home to her and my daughter talking about school, her hand on my arm, mine resting on her belly.
There was no part of me that understood this urge, other than the cock that was still jerking deep inside her. Because try as I might, I couldn’t make myself pull out. Because I wanted to stay deep. I wanted to will my cum to go deep, to find her sweet little womb and plant another baby right there.
Breathing hard, I leaned down, buying my opinionated dick more time to calm down as I brushed my lips over her nose. “Are you all right?”
Her eyes were closed, but her lips curled in a little smile, her fingers still tight on my sides. “I don’t think I can move.”
I huffed out a breath. “Good. I’m not ready for you to move yet.”
Her brow quirked, silently sassing me. I made my heart squeeze a little as I slowly pulled out, my cock still half-hard when I rocked back on my heels and put a hand on her hip. “What do you need, sweetheart?”
Gia squirmed a little, making her pretty little cunt glisten in the soft light. “That was pretty intense.”
“It was,” I agreed, my hand now moving in slow circles over her belly. I wondered briefly if she was thinking about what I’d done deep inside her or if I was just hyperfixated on it. “Talk to me. Use your words.”
“I…well… Would you mind…” Her words trailed off, her cheeks pink. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I wondered if I should offer to go get the morning-after pill or something. But then she blurted out, “Could you shower with me, maybe wash my hair?”
I stared down at her, blinking in surprise. “A shower?” My relief must’ve been obvious, because her expression softened. I hadn’t messed this up. Not only hadn’t I fucked it up, but now I had the chance to put my hands all over her again. Twice in one morning.
“Absolutely.” I moved off the bed and then extended a hand toward her. “Your wish is my command.”
I made sure the water was hot, fresh towels were piled by the shower door, and then while Gia was inside taking care of business, I threw on a robe and walked down to Sera’s door. Peaking in, I smiled at the sight of my girl till sprawled out. Needing to make sure she hadn’t gotten sicker overnight, I crept in and gently laid a hand on her forehead. Thankfully, it was cool to the touch. She shifted a little under my touch but didn’t wake, so I carefully pulled my hand back. I watched her for a long moment, trying to decide how I’d gotten so lucky, before backing out of her room and closing the door quietly.
Returning to the master suite, I ducked into the bathroom just as Gia was stepping into the shower. She gave me a quick smile over her shoulder before disappearing into the steaming water. I followed without hesitation, crowding close to her, even in the large walk-in.
Gia blinked up at me, smiling. She was beautiful. “You’re a morning person, aren’t you?”
“That depends,” I said stoically, reaching for a loofah and my body wash.
Gia smoothed her hair back from her face, the strands growing dark in the water. “On what?”
“Are you there?”
Under the spray, her lips quirked. “What happened to that grumpy guy from yesterday?”
I slid my hands around her ribs, holding her in place as I stepped up against her. “He was terrified.”
