by Riley, Alexa
Chapter Eight
Devlin
“I love you, too,” I tell her as I lower my mouth to hers. Relief like nothing I’ve ever felt rolls over me. My girl and I are on the same page. She’s mine. Is going to be in every way. Now I just need to get my baby inside her.
“Naked, Liberty,” I moan against her mouth. My balls already feel tight as I think about putting a baby inside her. Then there really will be no hiding she belongs to me.
“There is more I need to tell you, Dev.” I barely hear her words as I’m pulling at her clothes. I need her naked.
“Liberty. It’s been days since I’ve had you under me.” I pull the dress from her body, and I’m pretty sure I see a few buttons go flying.
She giggles. “Dev.”
“Liberty, we can talk all day if you want. After. Please, baby,” I beg. I don’t think I’ve begged for anything in my life before, but right now I don’t give a shit. I need to be skin to skin with her. Inside her. Feeling her little body wrap around me.
I reach behind her, unclipping her bra and tossing it behind me. Her boobs bounce, her rose-petal-pink nipples are hard. They look a little darker. I lean up and my eyes roam down her body wanting to see the rest of her. My eyes pause, and my gut tightens when I reach her normally soft stomach. There is a small bump there.
Liberty cups the small mound with a gentle hand. “I wasn't sick, Devlin. I’m pregnant.” I swear the world stops spinning for a moment. “I’m not sure how I hadn't noticed I haven't had a period in months.” I look up at her eyes. “I swear, I woke up and this bump was here.” She lets out a little laugh.
It had to have. I would have noticed the small bump. I know every inch of her body. She bites her lip and her face grows worried. “Devlin?”
“Baby.” I cup the little mound and I drop down, kissing her belly everywhere. Her hand slides into my hair as she starts to wiggle under me. I know what that means. I reach for her silky white panties, slipping them off her. I part her legs.
“I don’t know how I’ll ever thank you for this.” I rub the bump back and forth. Her honey eyes are glossy with unshed tears. I push my way between her legs, my shoulders spreading her legs wide to fit my size. I take a long lick of her as my hand possessively holds her belly. She moans quietly.
Fuck, I love that sound. I start eating at her again. She grips my hair tighter. I growl, sucking her clit into my mouth. I reach down and fumble with my own pants, trying to get myself free. My cock is so fucking hard it’s a fight to even free him from my pants.
I groan when I finally get myself free, still eating her sweet pussy. I know she’s getting close as her moans grow louder and she rocks back and forth. I grip my cock and squeeze to keep myself from cumming as her orgasm hits her and she screams out my name.
Not having her for days, then seeing her small round belly, makes me desperate to cum before I’m even inside her. Her sweet taste along with her chanting my name isn't fucking helping. The small bite of pain in my cock stops me from cumming with her. I keep sucking and licking her until she begs me to stop.
I raise my head and see Liberty has a lazy smile on her face. I crawl up her body, stripping off my clothes as I go. I kiss her skin everywhere, not wanting my mouth to leave her skin. When I reach her mouth, I kiss her deep and sweet.
“Love you.”
“I love you, too.” I roll us so she’s on top of me. Her eyes widen. I’ve never let her be on top before. My need to dominate her every time we had sex was too consuming and ruled me. I told myself it was because I waited so long to have her, I didn't have control, but I know that’s not the only reason. She just brings that out in me. But right now I want to watch her ride me.
I lift her by her hips, positioning her over my cock, then slide her down. Her head falls back as she moans. I clench my jaw when my balls tighten, wanting to release inside her already.
“Eyes on me, sweetheart.” Her head falls forward, her lust-filled eyes locked on mine. I start moving her hips, working her up and down on my cock.
“I’m on top and you’re still in charge.” She braces her hands on my chest, a small smile pulling at her lips as her fingers dig into my chest.
“You like it,” I grunt as I start to thrust, meeting the movements I’m making with her hips.
“God, yes I do,” she moans. My eyes travel all over her body, watching it work over mine. I swing between wanting her to touch herself for me, and wanting to not say anything so her little fingers keep digging into my chest.
“You touch yourself while I was gone?”
I watch her cheeks turn pink. My grip on her hips tightens. “It’s your fault. You made me crave orgasms.” She pouts out a little. “Though I couldn't get there.” I thrust up harder into her. Another loud moan leaves her lips, taking that pout from her mouth.
“You’ll have to show me later.”
“Devlin.” Her pussy clenches hard around me and I know she’s close. I also know my dirty talk always does that to her.
“Later you're going to get on your knees and suck my cock while you play with yourself.” I work her faster on my cock. Her small body moves easily in my grip. “You’ll get on your knees for me, won’t you?”
“I’ll do anything for you.”
“Fuck.” Her simple words hit me hard, going straight to my balls. They pull tight as I start to cum. I groan out her name as her own orgasm clamps down onto me making me cum. My cock is still hard even after just cumming into her.
“I’m not waiting.” I lift her, placing her on her knees on the side of the bed. I walk over to the windows that line one wall and rip the curtains back, letting the morning sun pour in, lighting up every inch of her skin.
I walk back over to her and drop down onto the side of the bed. “Between my legs.” She crawls towards me. My cock is once again so hard my balls are throbbing. I don’t know how that’s even fucking possible, but they’re begging for her attention.
“Lean back on one arm.” She does as I ask, placing her hand behind her while on her knees. It makes her breasts and her small baby bump thrust out. I use my foot to nudge her thighs apart. “Stick your fingers inside yourself. Get some of my cum on them and smear it all over your clit.”
Her eyes lock on mine as she bites her lip. I know my girl is shy. Normally I just take control when it comes to sex. This is a little different.
Her free hand slides between her thighs and she dips one finger inside herself. Her breathing gets heavy as she works it in and out before pulling the finger out. It’s coated in both of us. My cock leaks cum as she rubs it over her clit, back and forth. Her pussy glistens with our pleasure.
She looks up at me and licks her lips. “You wondering what I taste like?” In all the time we’ve been together, she’s never sucked me off. I’ve always wanted my cock inside her pussy immediately. That’s one of the reasons for her bump. Now that I know my kid is planted inside her, I’m not opposed to cumming other places.
“Then come and taste me.” She lifts off her other hand, edging a little closer to me on her knees. My hand slides in her hair. I can tell she’s nervous and unsure. “It's yours, Liberty. You can’t do anything wrong. I promise, I love any way you touch and suck me.”
I draw in a breath as her mouth comes to the tip of my tongue and she takes a small lick, sweeping up the drop of cum that had leaked out. I moan. The sound seems to push her to keep going.
“Play with yourself,” I remind her. She glances between her legs as she moves her finger against her clit.
She opens her mouth more, sucking me in. I groan, closing my eyes for a moment and trying to hold back my orgasm. She moans around my cock and my eyes fly open. Her hand is moving fast.
My hand tightens in her silky hair as she sucks harder. “God, baby. You’re so fucking perfect.” She moans around my cock again. “Cum for me, sweetheart. Give me it.” I pull her back by her hair.
“Devlin!” she calls out as she cums. I grip my cock and keep pumping it. I pull her to me, m
y hand still tight in her hair as I take her mouth, eating her pleasure as she cums. I feel my orgasm build, and I kiss her deep and hard, putting everything I’m feeling into it.
When I pull back, her mouth is swollen and my cum is coating her tits. Her thighs are soaked from her orgasm. I pull her to me onto the bed, laying her on my chest. I don’t know how long we lie there. I rub her back in soft strokes until I swear she's almost purring like a contented little kitten.
“Never thought this would be us,” she mumbles. She turns her head a little to look up at me. I tighten my arms around her.
“I did. I knew you’d be mine. I wouldn't have stopped coming for you until I had you. That’s something you’ll never have to worry about, Liberty. I will always come for you.” I don’t want to scare her, but it’s the truth. I won't ever let her go. Period.
She kisses my chest.
“I love you,” she tells me. “I don’t want you to ever let me go. This is where I’ve always wanted to be.”
“I love you, too, baby. As long as you tell me every morning and night and sometimes in-between that you love me, I’ll be the happiest man that ever walked this earth.”
She sits up, looking down on me. “I can do that.” She gives me a little smirk. “But I think I can do a little more than that.” I grunt when she wraps her hand around my cock.
“I think I’ve created a sex fiend,” I tease her.
“Hmm.” She moans as she strokes me, my cock fully alive once again. He’s a slave for her. Who am I kidding? I’m a slave for her.
I roll her and pin her to the bed.
“I’ll make sure you get what you need,” I tell her. “First, I have a mess to clean up.” I move down her body, pulling her legs apart. She’s dripping wet from the both of us.
I’ll always make sure she has whatever she needs. She has already given me everything I could ever need.
Epilogue
Liberty
A few months later…
I arrange the flowers in the vase. I can't stop smiling every time my eye catches the ring on my finger. The band is completely covered in diamonds, but the largest stone is in the shape of a flower with a pink diamond in the center of it.
The last few weeks have been a little crazy. When Devlin and I finally managed to pull ourselves from bed, he had a ring on my finger and movers packing up the rest of my stuff and bringing it up to his place.
Though he told me not to get too comfy. For the last week we have been going over plans for a home he is building for us close to his parents and my mom. I recently found out my mom has been seeing the gardener for the last two years and he moved in with her about a week after I moved out. I’ve never seen her so happy. She has a glow to her. I’d never seen my mom with a man before. It was a little strange at first, but I love how happy she is. Plus, Jim is a sweet guy and I’ve always liked him.
It’s all been a little crazy and sometimes overwhelming. Well, maybe not overwhelming, just exciting. It feels like my whole life is changing in big ways, but at the same time it all feels natural.
I almost burst when we started doing up the plans for the greenhouse and flower garden. Devlin and I may not have been together long as a couple, but it was clear over the years he’s been watching me just as much as I’ve been watching him. He seems to know everything about me, from what makes me smile, to my favorite food, to what I like to do with my free time.
One of the girls helping set up for the big dinner swings by and picks up the flowers, taking them towards the dining room.
I’ve been hiding out in the kitchen since people started to arrive. I know that Devlin’s parents and my mom are excited about us being together, even saying they all knew it was coming sooner or later. I still feel a little awkward about tonight. They have invited over thirty people—business associates, friends and family.
I’m ten years younger than Devlin, and a lot of the times people are talking business with him. I know some stuff from working with him, but a lot of it still goes over my head. Devlin never makes me feel like I don't belong in the conversation, but I think I still worry that I might embarrass him or something. Which is silly, I know. All Devlin cares about is that I'm with him. I’m surprised he's left me alone this long in the kitchen. Normally he is chasing after me.
“Liberty, Devlin is looking everywhere for you.” I turn to see Kamaile standing behind me. Like always, she looks stunning. I got all dressed up for today, but after digging around in the garden and making Devlin’s favorite dessert I’m sure I don’t look as shiny and put together as I should, but Kamaile doesn't say anything.
“Come, darling. I want to show my new daughter off.”
“Almost daughter,” I tease back as I lock arms with her. Devlin wanted to get married as soon as possible. It took a little talking, but I got him to give us a few months to get the wedding together. We’re both only children and I knew this would mean a lot to our moms. I wanted to give them this. Plus, I kind of wanted to be a little more pregnant for the pictures.
She gives a little huff. “It’s pretty much a done deal. Devlin isn’t ever letting you go. You’re lucky he let you go to the kitchen.” I can’t help but laugh at that. She leans down to my baby bump. “Will he? Your daddy loves your mommy and you so much.” I smile at that.
Everyone in the family is more than excited about the pregnancy. With the way Devlin is talking, I think I might be in this state for years. I like the idea. Besides the week I got sick, everything else has been smooth sailing. So far I’m loving being pregnant.
“Liberty.” I hear my name yelled as I step into the formal dining room. I see that everyone is here already. I’m sure most have heard that Devlin and I are together already, especially with the way he acts around the office. Word spreads fast when one of the richest, most powerful men in the city is off the market.
I spot Devlin. He’s easily the tallest man in the room. He’s hard to miss. He pushes his way through the crowd of people and I fight a laugh. I can’t believe he just yelled across a room full of people looking for me. I take that back. I should believe it. Since we stopped this whole hiding thing it’s almost like he’s gone to the other extreme.
“Everyone take your seats please. Dinner is about to be served,” Kamaile says over the crowd.
Devlin finally reaches me, pulling me into his arms and giving me a deep kiss. “You look beautiful.” He cups my face and our eyes lock. I feel myself blush knowing that people are probably staring at us, but like always I get lost in his eyes that are always filled with so much love and want when he looks at me. When he pulls away he grabs my hand, leading us over to our seat. He sits down. I go to take the seat next to him, but he pulls me into his lap. He wraps his arm around me, his hand landing protectively on my belly. He kisses my neck and I feel my face warm even more.
“Dev, I’m pretty sure that's my seat.” I nod to the nameplate with my name on it. I laugh when I see my last name crossed out in pen and his put on there instead. He grabs the nameplate, dropping it right in front of his.
“There,” he grunts.
I glance around the room and see everyone looking at us, most with shocked faces. Even if they did hear about us I’m sure they are still shocked by the way Devlin is acting. It would be a lie if I said I didn't like this caveman that has come alive in him.
“Well, as you all can see I’ve invited you here to announce my son is getting married.” Everyone cheers.
“And having a baby!” my mom shouts. I shake my head. I’m pretty sure Devlin and I were supposed to make the announcement, but their excitement won out. I love it. It makes me smile even bigger.
At all the cheers, I feel the baby kick. Devlin freezes. “Was that what I think it was?” I’ve felt the baby move a few times, but Devlin never feels it. I turn to meet his eyes.
“That’s our baby. He must be excited, too.”
“And we’re out!” Devlin stands.
“Devlin!” my mom, his mom and I all shout.
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“Gave you all the extended wedding date already. Just felt our baby move. My woman and I are leaving. We got our own celebrating to be doing.” At that I’m sure my face is now cherry red, but everyone cheers even louder. “Everyone, have a good night,” he shouts as we exit the room.
Devlin pulls me out the front door and takes us home, where we celebrate for the rest of the night. Who I am kidding? We celebrate for the rest of our lives.
Epilogue
Devlin
Ten years later…
I pick up my daughter, our youngest. The pink tulle of her tutu scrunches as I run towards the baseball field where my wife is with our three boys.
“Daddy, we aren't even late.” Teddy lifts her arm to look at her Tinkerbell watch. She can't even tell the time. I’m not sure how she knows if we are late or not, but she is right. I just don’t like the fucking coach of the boys’ baseball team. I swear to god, he is always staring at my wife and I want to pick up one of those bats and beat him with it.
With how my wife is with our kids, I’m sure she is on the field running around helping out in any way she can, from setting up snacks to organizing stuff, which puts her close to the coach. I grit my teeth.
When I’m almost at the field I see all three of my boys giving the coach the stink eye. I would laugh if at that moment the fucker’s eyes weren’t on my wife’s ass.
I see my older son step in the fucker’s line of sight with his arms crossed over his chest.
“You got a staring problem?” Liberty turns at Dev Jr’s words.
“Mommy!” Teddy yells. She wiggles to get out of my hands. I set her down but keep moving towards the coach. “Look at the tutu.” I know without looking Teddy is spinning in circles. I thank fuck we only had one girl, but Teddy is enough girl for the whole house. At least I have three boys who I know will watch out for her, like they’re doing with their mom right now.