It doesn't take either of them to come like that, especially when he begins to rub her clit as he fucks her.
He gives her a kiss on her lips, and then climbs down to kiss her stomach too. She hasn't begun to show yet.
"Stay home and rest, okay?"
She nods again. She hasn't felt like leaving ever since he brought her here. She knows part of the reason is because he had gotten her pregnant and she wants the safest place to raise her kits.
Chapter Eleven: Escape
The first time April misbehaves, he finds out straight away. Really, it's almost like she wants to get caught.
He receives a call from one of her bodyguards.
"Mr. Kenzo, sir," his voice comes through. "I'm sorry for bothering you, but Miss Snow appears to have left the condo. I've been tailing her and I'm just wondering if she had mentioned leaving?"
Mateo's blood runs cold. The pen in his fingers snap in half. He's still talking, prattling on about how she's dressed warmly, so maybe she just means to go for a walk.
Technically, she doesn't need permission to leave their home but- who was he kidding? He wants her to ask for permission without leaving. The man is trying to make it sound better than it is, but it appears she snuck out without letting anyone know and is hoping that she can get away with it.
His fingers twitch in and out of fists and if he could, he would drop everything and hunt her down. He remembers the past several days, when he had taken the week off work and laid her out naked on their bed, fucking into her until she is nearly sobbing by the end of it, stretched open and dripping with his seed. She loveliest when she's pliant and controlled underneath him, too weak to do anything but let him move her body the way he wishes and fuck into her hole.
The only reason why he is back at work is because she insists her heat is over. It's an anomaly for her to be having the heat in the first place. She's already three months pregnant, after all. He still remembers how outraged her brother had been when he called her one day and she decided to answer her phone while they were still in bed and he was rutting into her. Sweet kitten didn't see what the problem was whereas her brother was probably traumatized for a good long while.
The thought of anyone seeing her so close to her heat and her travelling alone with her pregnant belly makes him cold with fear.
Her bodyguard is still talking. "Oh! Sir! It seems she's heading your way!" he says.
Mateo freezes. Of course. Stubborn kit. He breat
hes a sigh of relief and waits for her to reach his office.
She is exhausted by the time she manages to reach his building and he has his men fetch her from the entrance and bring her up. She is a lovely sight, his too-large coat draped over her shoulders, heavy and big enough to hide all of her body. She pauses at the entrance and peers into the room. Her gaze lands on him, sitting with his legs crossed in an armchair, a glass of whiskey in one hand and a file of papers on the other.
He watches her expression shift from one of panic to pure relief.
"You should have gotten a car," he says.
Her mouth opens and closes a few times. "I'm sorry," she whispers meekly, looking down. Her golden pupils are blown black and she smells divine, the tail-end of her heat evidently still clinging to her skin. She looks absolutely lovely, stomach slightly rounded, not so large this early in her pregnancy, but lovely and rounded enough that he can imagine his kits growing inside her.
"Did you not think to call?" he demands.
"I wasn't-"
"Or at least send me a text so I wouldn't worry," he asks.
She grimaces, her scent souring with guilt.
He keeps his tone calm, but he wants to impress upon her the error of her ways. "You could've gotten hurt," he says.
"I'm sorry," she says again, taking a step inwards so that the automatic doors can slide shut.
"I've only been away for half a day and already, you've forgotten your manners."
She freezes. Her mouth opens and closes a few times.
"Come on, Baby. You know what to say," he prompts. He probably shouldn't enjoy how sacred she looks right now, but she's lovely like this too, timid and shivering a little.
She licks her lips. "I'm- I'm sorry."