by K. L. Fast
I told her to plan the wedding of her dreams, money was no object. However, she didn’t want a big wedding, she just wanted to be my wife. I was all for anything that got us to this moment quicker.
As we stand in the courthouse in Manhattan together, I just want this to be over with. This has honestly been the longest week of my life. This waiting. My parents, Wendell and Selma, are here as well. I can’t thank them enough for being on board with this whole thing. They didn’t tell me I was crazy like Ian did. They were beyond supportive. They loved Kristina when they met her Christmas morning. They also loved Deanna, to the point that she’s staying with them while we go on our honeymoon. Kristina chose Chile and while I’ve never been there, it should be fun. They don’t go back to school until January 8th, so it’s the perfect time for a getaway. She’s packed seven bikinis and not much else. It should be an amazing sex-filled time together before we go at Kayleigh’s adoption hard the minute we get back. Deanna and Ian have agreed to spend time with her daily while we are gone. It was the only way I could get Kristina to even take a honeymoon.
Ian is late, but he texted a few minutes ago stating he was on the way from the airport but stuck in midday, midtown traffic. Suddenly, he bursts into the judge’s chambers and after brief introductions, we stand before the judge and say our vows. After we are pronounced husband and wife, I can’t help noticing that Ian is staring at Deanna like a lovesick calf. I know that look. I see it every day in the mirror. The thing is, he doesn’t get that look, ever. He is so jaded when it comes to love and I always knew it would take a special woman to make him see. I just didn’t think that woman would be by sixteen-year-old sister in law. Her birthday is Christmas Eve. I might have gone overboard and bought her 2019 Honda Civic. While it wasn’t extravagant to me, she’s been crying about it, on and off for two days now. I got Kristina a matching BMW SUV to mine. He still staring at Deanna, so I am going to have to warn him away, at least for the next year.
After the quick ceremony, we rush to make our lunch reservations at the Chapel, the hottest new restaurant/bar on 7th Avenue.
“Ian, this is Deanna. She’s a sophomore at P.S. 136 in the Bronx and my new sister-in-law.” He’s just taken a sip of scotch when I said that. He chokes on it and it’s all I can do not to laugh.
“Sophomore?” he questions.
“Yeah, you got a problem with that?” Deanna sasses back.
“Easy, kitten. I just meant that you look older than that,” Ian says. My dad laughs and Deanna’s face turns bright red.
“Oh, son. You have a lot to learn about women,” he says, still laughing.
“I know all about women, pops,” he responds.
“Not decent ones,” my mother says drily, and I lose it. I am actually laughing so hard, I can’t breathe. I try to rein it in when Kristina shoots me a look. Deanna gets up from the table and my mom and my wife follow her.
As soon as they are out of earshot, I turn to my brother. “You’re a fucking idiot,” I tell him.
“I don’t know what I did wrong?” he says shrugging. “Maybe she’s just sensitive.”
“Never, ever say that to her. Besides, you basically implied that you’re a whore, which you are not,” I tell him. While he’s not a virgin like I was, he’s jaded about women and very selective. I think in the last ten years, he’s been in one relationship and that didn’t last long because she was after his money.
“Not to mention the fact that you said she looked old. Girls don’t like that, son,” Dad says.
When the ladies come back, it’s evident that Deanna has been crying. I am going to kick Ian’s ass, but they sit down and get back to their reading the menu as if nothing happened. Deanna makes it a point to ignore Ian throughout the rest of lunch, even though he tries to apologize several times.
After lunch, Kristina and Deanna hug for a long time, before she leaves with my parents and Kristina and I get in the car and head to the airport.
Chile is amazing. The beaches are pristine, and the nightlife is popping, but we honestly spent most of the time in our suite, making love. Now that it’s time to go home, Kristina is getting excited to see Kayleigh again. We know that it’s not going to be an easy road to ger her, but that’s what makes it all worthwhile. My lawyer has been working on this for a while now, but now that we are headed home, it’s time to ramp up our efforts.
Our flight didn’t get in until midnight and by the time we got home it was damn near two, so we left Deanna at my parents. Stumbling into our bedroom, jetlagged, we rip each other’s clothes off quickly while kissing. It’s only been twelve hours since I was last inside of her, but I need her again. She is like the air I breathe.
My cock is already hard, and her pussy is wet for me. She spreads her thighs and I waste no time sinking into her. In and out I thrust.
“I am going to breed you before long, wife,” I growl. Her pussy
clenches around me.
“You keep saying that husband, but I’ve seen no proof of it,”
she moans.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I chant as I give us what we both need. She flies apart underneath me, and I can’t hold on. I fill her with my seed yet again. This is what happens when your dreams come true right before your eyes.
Chapter 10
Kristina
Eight Weeks Later
“What if he doesn't sign the papers?” I ask my husband. Fuck how I love saying that. I was determined to keep my walls up, but he just bulldozed his way right into my heart and I couldn’t be happier or luckier to have a man that never gave up on me.
All be it right now, I am a fucking wreck. Right after we got married, we both started on what we needed to do in order to adopt our baby girl. We got done with our adoption classes two weeks ago and baby Kayleigh has been living with us for almost a week now.
It's perfect and so is she. I was able to graduate early no less because I had spent so much time at the hospital with my girl. I fell in love with her the minute she was placed in my arms and just knew that no one could love her better than me and Nick. Today is also a big day for D. She is being emancipated from our mother so she can consent to live with us. We will never have to worry about our mother coming to take her away. My eyes well up with tears.
“They can’t take her from us, Nick. She is our baby,” I tell him. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me close. I take a deep breath and inhale his intoxicating scent. He has told me that there is nothing to worry about. That there is no way they won't find us to be suitable parents. However, there is that little part of me that wonders if I might have to pull a Meredith Gray and run with the baby and don’t fucking think that I won’t. He has given me no reason not to believe him, so I need to get my shit together. As of late, my emotions have been getting the better of me which is weird since I’m normally not an overly emotional person.
“Kristina, take a deep breath. The judge is a friend of mine and he has seen how good you are with her. There is no way he will not let her come home with us for good.” I nod my head against his chest.
“You’re right we got this.” I plaster a smile on my face that I don't quite feel and look up at him. He wipes away a stray tear from my cheek.
“I love you so fucking much, Kristina. With you by my side, we can conquer anything that comes our way,” he says in a gruff voice. I move up to my tiptoes and kiss him.
“I love you too, Nicky. More than anything.” He grins.
“Damn right you do. Now, let's go get our baby.” He gives me a quick kiss, too fast in my opinion and grabs my hand as usual.
He was right and there was nothing to worry about. After an hour in the courtroom, we got to walk out a family. Next, it is D’s court hearing.
“Hey, Kris, can you come here.” I give Kay to her daddy then follow my sister into the bathroom.
“Do you have a tampon?” she asks blushing.
“Oh shit,” I blurt and all the blood rushes out of my head. I feel a little dizzy as I do the mat
h. I haven't had a period in two months. At first, I thought I was just stressed because of everything that was going on, but Nick and I have been fucking like bunnies since we got together. We have never used protection. I do a mental check off some of my symptoms. “Fuck,” I whisper.
“Are you okay?” she asks rushing over to me
“I… I think I'm pregnant.” There is no doubt in my mind that I am pregnant.
“What?” she screams excitedly.
“Shhh! Nick will come in here and I want to take a test before we get him excited about it,” I whisper scream. There is no way he won't be happy if I am pregnant. I mean for fuck’s sake he growls and talks about filling my womb with his seed almost every time we have sex. She hugs me.
“Okay. so that's a no on the tampon?” she asks pointedly.
“Yeah, no. Sorry. Here, they have one of those things you can buy one from,” I say handing her a couple of quarters. Shit! I'm about to be a mom to a five-month-old and a newborn. get a stupid grin on my face. Fuck, I can’t wait to tell Nick. Her court hearing is faster than I thought it would be or maybe it felt that way because I was so lost in my own thoughts. The judge said that since she has a stable home environment living with us, he had no problem signing her emancipation order. On the car ride home, I am quiet and Nick, of course, notices.
“Are you okay, baby girl?”
“Yes, I need to stop at the store though before we go home,” I say.
“Okay, do you want to stay in the car, and I can just run in and grab what you need?” he asks, like the gentleman he is. I shake my head and Deanna, the best sister in the world jumps in.
“Actually, I need to get some girly things. Thanks, sis for trying to not make it weird. I’ll be right back,” she says, hopping out of the car. Fuck, I love her to pieces. She comes back a few minutes later with a big smile on her face. “Thanks, bro, let’s get home. I'm starving,” she says. We all laugh.
As soon as we get home, Nick goes to change Kay out of her dress and into her jammies while I snatch the bag from D and run into the bathroom. I quickly do my business then put the stick on the counter and wash my hands.
“Hey, baby girl what do you want for dinner?” Nick asks knocking on the door. When I don't answer him, he walks in and his eyes land on the little white stick, then to my face, then back down. “Is that what I think it is?” I burst into tears and nod my head. He grins like a loon. “Fuck yes. I knew it!” He rushes all the way into the bathroom and drops to his knees. He lifts up my shirt and pushes his face into my belly. “Hey, little one.” I run my hands through his hair. I look over and see the plus sign.
“Oh my God! It’s positive.” D comes running into the bathroom with Kay in her arms.
“It’s positive?” she asks. I nod my head and she burst into tears too. “This is the best fucking day ever,” she says happily Nick stands up and we all hug
“It really is the best fucking day ever. I get my family and we have a little one on the way,” he says, kissing the top of my head. I can’t stop sniffling.
“Best day ever,” I say agreeing with them. We all laugh. This has been a day of both laughter and tears. I can’t believe this is my life now. I have everything I could have ever wanted and more.
Epilogue
Nicolas
Two Years Later
It’s been one hell of a ride, I think, as I pull the turkey out of the oven for my wife. I wait until she has basted it before putting it back in the oven. Once she sets another timer, she is back in the living room, where all the action is. Kayleigh is in the living room watching a movie currently, but she is a tornado. Who knows where she’ll end up next? I have to keep my eye on her at all times. Klaire, her little partner in crime is about eleven months younger than her, give or take. She follows Kayleigh around like a puppy. It’s fucking adorable.
Kristina is currently four months pregnant with our first son, so I am doing the heavy lifting this Christmas. We opened presents this morning and now my parents are on the way. My sister and her husband will be here later this afternoon and my poor bachelor brother will be here in a few minutes. He let himself in the gate not three minutes ago. Ian is a changed man these days and no one knows more than I what love does to a man. Deanna just turned eighteen yesterday, so I know my brother is about to make his move and I won’t stop him. It’s my understanding that Deanna wants him just as badly.
Kristina and Deanna are sitting on the floor going through the torn as shit wrapping paper and bags to see what’s salvageable. I don’t get this mentality, but they are all about it.
“I got a good one!” Kristina exclaims holding up a semi neat piece of penguin wrapping paper. I can’t help chuckling. She jumps up like she’s about to fight.
“Don’t laugh at me Nicolas Kringle,” she says. Her hormones have been out of whack lately, but I’d never tell her that.
“I am not laughing at you, Mrs. Kringle,” I say dragging her out of the living room and into the kitchen.
“Don’t you dare make fun of my family’s traditions,” she says near tears.
“I wasn’t, baby. I swear. You just looked so fucking cute when you yelled out like that.”
“Cute, how?” she asks, the beginning of a sly smile spreading across her pouty lips.
“Waving those arms in the air like that, getting my attention, not that it was really ever off of you for a second,” I growl pulling her closer to me.
“Really?” she says barely above a whisper.
“Always,” I reply and bury my face in her floral scented neck. That scent. Always that scent. It called to me when I didn’t even fucking know her, but now that I do, I know that it is so uniquely her. Just a whiff of that perfume and I am hard as a rock. Right now, however inappropriate it is, my cock weeps for my wife’s teeny, tiny fuckhole and I am about to do anything to have it.
“Deanna,” she calls out.
“Yeah?” Deanna laughingly calls from the living room. From the peals of laughter coming from Kayleigh and Klaire the three of them are having one of their tickle fights.
“Can you watch the girls for a few minutes? I need Nick’s help with a gift that I have for Sammy,” she says. Our niece will love the gift that’s hidden in our closet, but I see what my sexy minx is doing.
“Sure thing. Should I check the turkey?”
“Nah, I just did,” I reply lifting Kristina in my arms and rushing out of the kitchen, down the hall, and into our room. Once inside, I set her on her feet before shutting and locking the door.
“You have to be quick,” she says taking her clothes off like they are on fire. She kisses me, our tongues warring for dominance. I take control of the kiss with a slight nip of her bottom lip.
“I’m in charge of this, wife. You know that,” I tell her. Her pleasure is always my pleasure.
“If that’s the way it has to be, so be it,” she says laying on the bed, her legs spread wide, and her pink pussy on display for me.
I stand stock-still as she puts her index fingers in her mouth, sucks them, and removes them with a loud pop. She draws them down her chest to her nipples. She circles them before trailing down her slightly rounded belly. Using only one finger, she glides into her opening and fucks herself lightly before pulling it out and drawing fast circles over her clit. Fuck this. I didn’t come here for a show, as hot as it is. I get undressed and climb on our bed. I grip her wrist and pull her hand away from her cunt. Leaning down, I kiss her again.
“That’s my job,” I grunt.
“Then you better do it,” she groans as I lift her up so that she is sitting on my lap. Her legs wrap around my waist, with her feet planted firmly on the bed by my ass. Her arms are around my shoulders and we are as close as we could possibly be. Gripping my cock, I slam up into her wet pussy. She mewls and I groan at the feeling of her wrapped all around me. She rides my cock as I meet her every movement with an upward thrust. Suddenly, she cries out my name and her orgasm is evident as her pussy squeezes the life
out of my dick. My seed flows freely into her already bred womb.
“Damn, baby,” I murmur into her ear.
“That was amazing,” she says giggling as she raises off my still hard cock.
“Do we have time to take a shower?” I ask. She looks at the alarm clock on my side of the bed.
“Fuck! No. Your parents are probably already here,” she says rushing back to where she flung her flowing red dress and pulls it back on. I dress quickly as well, and we head back out into the living room. The girls are watching yet another Christmas animated classic while Ian and Deanna stand in the center of the living room and stare at each other. If I didn’t know better, I’d say Ian is wearing Deanna’s same shade of lipstick. Keeping a laugh to myself, the alarm system alerts us that the gate has been opened. Kristina has no issues ruining their moment though.
“Hey lovebirds? Maybe you wanna knock that shit off before Bev and Joe get inside? Ian, I think you have pink lipstick on your face and your shirt. You might clean that up,” she says laughing as she walks into the kitchen. “D!” she shouts.
“What?” Deanna says as her dazed expression finally clears.
“Come help me,” Kristina says, and Deanna takes off in the direction of the kitchen.
“What the hell was that?” I ask Ian before hugging him.
“Claiming what’s mine,” he says taking his bag of gifts to the tree and unloading them.
Good enough for me. I thank my lucky fucking stars that I didn’t have to wait for Kristina to grow up and that I claimed her on the mother fucking spot.
She was mine the second she walked into that nursery. Fake Santa got his girl, hook, line, and sinker. This time, I don’t keep my chuckle to myself.
“Ho, ho, ho motherfucker.”
Epilogue
Kristina