“Full,” I tell him. Then I push back so I’m sitting up, bracing my hands on his flexing abdomen. I widen my legs, taking him a little deeper. “So full.”
He grips my hips, rocking me over him. “That’s right, my love. I’m gonna fill you up every fucking day.”
He slides one of his hands over my belly. It’s already soft. Already round. But he’s looking at me like it’s perfect. Like I’m all he’s ever wanted.
“We’re gonna do it like this.” His hand makes a gentle circle as his other hand grips my hip tight. “You’re gonna bounce on top of me once a week so I can watch this amazing body change. Watch you grow.” He slides his hand up to pluck at a nipple. “Gonna watch these glorious tits get even bigger. And you’re gonna give me a taste. Aren’t you?”
A shudder rolls through my body at the thought of him doing that. At the thought of him sucking on my breasts.
“Jesus.” He thrusts his hips. “You like that, don’t you? We’re gonna have to go back to that little room at the airport. Do it right this time.”
“Dominic,” I groan. That shouldn’t turn me on. But I squeeze around him.
“Fucking perfect.” He slides the hand on my hip to the spot between us. The spot I need him most.
As he rubs his fingers across my slippery clit, I groan.
He slides his other hand up to my neck. “Open your mouth, Angel. Stick that pretty tongue out.”
I do as he says.
“I won’t choke you again. Not until you bring our beautiful baby into the world.” His hand flexes, then he slides it higher, sliding his thumb into my mouth. “But I’ll fuck you any way you want. I’ll fill this sweet mouth. I’ll fill every inch of you.”
He works his thumb between my legs faster. Harder.
I’m so close. So close to combustion.
My hips rock in an uneven motion. His cock hits me so deep, his fingers rubbing just right.
“Come for me, Valentine. Show me who this body belongs to.”
I hollow my cheeks around his finger, sucking him into my mouth as I tip over the edge.
My pussy convulses around his length, and Dom pulls his thumb free so he can grip my hips with both hands and hold me down against him as he explodes inside me.
Every muscle in his body tenses as his cock pulses, filling me with his release.
When I can’t take any more, I collapse forward onto him.
Dominic’s arms wrap around me. “I don’t even remember who I was before I loved you, Mrs. Gonzalez.”
I rub my palm over the top of his head. “I don’t remember either. I don’t want to.”
“It doesn’t matter.” His hold tightens. “Nothing before us matters.”
The warmth of happiness and family settles around me.
“My forever,” I tell him.
“My always,” he agrees.
Epilogue – Dom
I lean back against the cushioned seat, putting my arm behind Valentine, as King hands the stack of menus to the server.
“I can’t believe we’re leaving tomorrow.” Savannah sighs.
“I know,” Payton agrees from her seat across from Savannah. “It was fun to spend New Year’s down here. We should make Chicago a tradition.”
Nero grunts, and I don’t know if it’s in agreement or annoyance, but I’ve seen them together enough over the last few days to know he’ll do whatever she wants.
Val takes a sip of her root beer and leans into my side.
Since it is our last night all together, we decided to do a dinner out. And when Val requested Thai food, I knew this would be the perfect place.
We’re near the back of the dining room, in a large U-shaped booth, with me and Val along the back. Usually, I wouldn’t let myself be trapped like this, but with Nero and King on the two outer spots, I’m not worried. Those dickheads can handle whatever might happen.
A different server, this one wearing a full suit, stops at the end of our table, straight across from me, and sets a tray of spring rolls down.
“A gift.” His head is tipped down, and his voice is low.
I sit up straighter.
Something is off.
Then the man lifts his head, looking straight at me. “Evening.”
“The fuck—” I start to get up, forgetting that I have nowhere to go.
King and Nero snap their gazes to our server.
They both start to move, but Hans uses his empty hand to pull his jacket back, showing his other hand tucked under the fabric, holding a live grenade.