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“Harder, Cord. Harder. I-I need…” I love watching her lose herself as she thrusts her pussy in my face, the urgency she has to release.

“Such a naughty little Philli. I told you this is not for you.” I tell her as my thumb rubs the inside of her pussy, not putting it in all the way. Just enough to make her drench me in her passion. I lap at her over and over, my face becoming numb from the constant moving and sucking. When my stomach begins to cramp, telling me I have gotten my fill, I suck her clit into my mouth before taking the wetness that has dripped to her asshole and licking from top to bottom. Two of my fingers enter her wet pussy, pushing in and out, the heat, bringing me warmth.

“Yes… Yes… don’t stop... oh God... COOOOORD,” she screams her orgasm about to send her into hyperspace and I stand, putting my fingers in my mouth, sucking her off them. Her mouth drops open, disbelief in them. Anger and a bit of venom.

“I told you this wasn’t for you, my wild one. You are not allowed to come until we are done with this, and back in our bed. Understand?” I pull her from the bed, throwing her panties into the hamper. “You won’t be needing these tonight. I want to smell you. To know that you need me, as much as I need you. Now, let’s go.” I kiss her once more, my tongue bringing hers where I want it, as my hands go to her hair, bringing her closer, letting her taste herself. Desperate she tries to pull me further into her, knowing my cock is aiming right for clit. “Nice try, baby.” I say, pulling back from her, both of us gasping for air. She hits my chest, her spoilt ass, used to getting off when she needs it.

“You are an ass, you now that?” she says pouting and turning her back to me. I turn her around and kiss her nose.

“I’m your ass, Philli. I love you baby. Let's go find out what we are having.

Luckily, the venue is not far from the house, given we are twenty minutes late. Everyone cheers as we get out of the car. When we get to the front, my wife, ever the entertainer now that we have found each other again, tells everyone how much she appreciates them coming to help us celebrate.

The balloons have confetti in them. We give a countdown and as we reach one, we poke them with pins and out falls pink confetti. “Oh my gosh. Cord, we are having a girl.” Tears form in her eyes as she hugs me, the joy, apparent in her eyes.

“Oh fuck! What the hell am I going to do with a mini you?” I ask, panic overtaking me. I never counted on this shit. In my mind, it was always a boy. I run my hands through my head, visions of a little girl, walking around in a pink dress, knowing I am wrapped around her finger. Son of a bitch. “I can’t do this, baby. Maybe they gave us the wrong balloons.” I say to her, really freaking the fuck out.

She simply turns to me, holds my head and says, “Look what our love made, Cord. She will be part you and part me.” Her happiness is infectious and calming. I can do this. We have been waiting for this.

“Are you happy love?” I ask her, kissing her softly.

“Yes Cord. Thank you for making all of my dreams come true!!!”

“That’s what a king does baby.”

The truth is, from the moment I saw her, she has been my dream. Everything else is just...a bonus. They say there is no light, without a little bit of darkness. You just have to be strong enough to find your way out.

Thank fuck we did.EpiloguePhillipaFive Months Later“Fuck I love your pregnant pussy, baby. Holy fuck, you’re so hot.” he says as he leans over my shoulder, so close to my ear it makes me shiver. “Come on baby, spill some more of that juice on my cock.” Jesus, why does that make me wetter?”

“Shit. Cord. Hurry. The baby is going to wake up.” I tell him, pushing on and off his beast, moaning, loving how hard he is taking me, destroying me like he does every time he is inside of me. Owning me, possibly making me his, although there is no where I would rather be than in this life we have built. “Oh yes. Yes. Harder. Harder… Cord... please… please.” I never come without his permission. Just one of our things. His head comes down and he takes my leaking nipple in his and I see fireworks in my eyes. He pulls, kneeling between my legs.


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