"And I'm not going to. My Pussycat is going to be full of kittens by the time quarantine ends."
What he is saying to me finally sinks in. "Oh my God," he's really fucking me now, long deep thrusts that have him hitting my cervix. He's...he's telling me. I try to stop this time but he just takes the hand I put up to try to put space between the two of us in his and entwines our two hands. My muscles contract around his cock hard and I can feel myself milking him. I release in gushes again. He lets out a deep moan before he splashes inside of me, filling me up. It just makes me cum all over again.
He doesn't pull out or try to move us. When I finally open my eyes it's to see him stroking my lower stomach like he knows he's already put a baby in there.
"Evan..."
"Shh, don't move. I want to give it plenty of time to take."
So much for it just being in the heat of the moment thing.
"Evan, I can't...," his eyes snap to mine and he looks like he is daring me to defy him about this. "We just have a lot of stuff that needs to be worked out before...you just wanted me to move out not three hours ago. I'm not bringing a baby into this when I'm not sure if I'm even going to have somewhere to go."
His face grows hard and his eyes pin me down. "You're never leaving me, Pussycat. You have a home and a family. If you want a bigger house I'll find us one and we can move but that is the only way your little ass is going anywhere."
He pulls out of me and some of him leaks out. He looks at it for just a minute and then spreads me apart so he can take an even better look. "No more dick tonight. This little pussy is swollen from not being used to having a cock in it and I won't have it too tender to not get inside of you tomorrow."
I want to argue with him. To tell him I need to think about all of this. To scream at him to give me time but I'm just too tired and too warm and safe to do any of that right now. I can always yell at him tomorrow when I have to hunt him down so we can talk.
***
"Kitten," Evan's voice breaks through my dreams and shoves the mists of sleep from my eyes. "Kitten, Pussycat, wake up, baby. You have to eat. You didn't eat anything last night and your little body needs all the food it can get."
"It needs all the sleep too." I try to roll away from him so I can go back to bed. Yesterday after crying and packing and then making love and orgasming I was drained. The sleep I fell into is good. I'm safe here and don't have to think about my relationship with Evan.
"Pussycat, if you don't get up...I'm going to take that ass next." That has my eyes flying open and me rolling to my back. Evan is very much still in bed with me. The sky is bright outside so I can tell it must be later in the morning. Evan always was an early riser so the fact that he is still in bed with me says a lot about how much he cares for me, not wanting me to wake up to an empty bed.
"I need to feed you and we need to make sure Fox and Jane are alright. Come on."
I sit up gingerly and look around at some of my things already moved into his room. The two suitcases I packed, my favorite stuffed animal he got me, some of my clothes that I was going to leave behind because they brought back too many memories. It occurs to me when I see Evan's eyes lower that I'm not wearing anything. I pull the sheet up around me.
"Food, then other things." He hustles me out of bed and downstairs before either one of us talk again. Bunny texted me sometime last night about wanting to go home. I really hope Fox can fix whatever he fucked up. I really, really hope that I wasn't the reason she's going. I know the last thing I was talking to her about was how awful most men are. God, I hope I didn't ruin something between her and Fox. I don't know what I would do if I was the reason my best friend didn't find her happiness.
"Pussycat, stop worrying. It’s not good for you. Fox will fix this. He's already told me he wants to take Jane somewhere special this morning and not to expect them back before lunch."
He takes my hand and leads me to the table but instead of letting me sit in a chair of my own he positions me in his lap and starts feeding me from a big plate he piles high with food for both of us.
When Bunny comes down she doesn't stand a chance against a Reed man and I want to tell her that but I don't want her to try to fight harder either so I settle for a hug. Fox has her up and over his shoulder before she can even try to run from him this time. I joke around with him about fixing things because as his new step-mom I'll get to kick him out if he doesn't but once they leave I realize how that might sound to Evan who hasn't ask me to marry him yet. He might not want to marry me. He's already had one marriage with someone from my family; he may not want to do it again even though he loves me.
At least I think he loves me. He didn't say it specifically but I can tell he does because of how he treats me. Hell, I could tell he loves me by how he's acting this morning so I don't need him to tell me exactly. It would just be nice if he wanted to.