Chapter 26 The Calm

Beau

She was waiting for Dominic to join her in the library. His plane had just landed and he had assured her he will go straight home. Agitated, her mind kept running around with ideas. A full migraine attack brewing.

What more could she do? The assassin had one goal it seemed. To bring Dominic down by killing her.

And she was his Achilles heel.

Knowing her husband-to-be, he will put her above anything first. And he would even sacrifice his life for her. No! She won't let him and she will do whatever was necessary to keep him safe. It was her duty.

It was also her duty to keep herself and her unborn baby alive. She was Dominic's anchor. He could never live without her. Beau was one hundred percent sure of that fact.

So what more could she do?

"Why aren't you in bed, detka?" She gasped. He's back!

"Dominic!" Ignoring his censorious voice, she ran to him and jumped in his arms. Taking a deep breath of his masculine scent, one that never failed to soothe her.

He caught her with a growl and held her securely. She wrapped her arms and legs around him.

Holding her firmly, he exited the library and climbed the stairs to their master bedroom. Her face buried on his neck, she sighed deeply.

Beau loved him so much. And she was willing to do anything for him. Anything.

There was so much to do but tonight all she wanted was to be filled by him.

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She felt the soft mattress hit her back. Good! This was exactly what they both needed right now. "Dominic, " she whispered and gaze up at him.

His beautiful eyes filled with lust and love. "Detka," he groaned.

"Take off your clothes." Her voice was a bit shaky, her body arching in an invitation, offering herself.

"Fuck!" His hissed. Arousal was radiating off of him and she could clearly see his hard cock outlined beneath his dark pants. "This will be quick. Then we will fuck slowly the second time.

"Hmmm, yes." She moaned. Watching him undress and reveal his defined and hard muscles was really a turn on. His arms, broad shoulders, his washboard abs, and 6 pack, and his deep V begged for her lips. And when her brown eyes reached his thick and long cock, she opened her legs in invitation.

"Undress me." She beckoned. His gray eyes narrowed and he climbed their bed, settling in between her spread thighs. "Dominic, please."

He didn't answer. He just took both her wrist in one of his hands and pulled them away, shoving them above her and pinning them against the intricate leather headboard. Then his empty hand grabbed the sleeve of her dress and jerked it down, causing the dress's top half to slip down at an angle, releasing her ample breasts.

Cool air swirled over the mounds, brushing at the sheen of sweat coating them. It rolled over her engorged nipples, making them tingle. Releasing her sleeve his hand covered one of her breasts, his palm hot against her flesh as it flattened the nipple under it, his fingers squeezing hungrily. "Fuck! I'm so hungry for you, detka."

"Oh, God! Yes. Dominic." Beau moaned in pleasure. She loved his dominance. Her whole upper torso bowed pushing her swollen mounds into his hand and mouth.

"Fuck, baby," Dominic mumbled on her needy flesh.

Cupping the mound more firmly, he lowered his mouth to her nipple, his lips locking around it. Suckling on the bud, he swiped his tongue back and forth while his fingers squeezed the pliant flesh.

She whimpered, her back arching higher, her body offering herself to him.

One of his hands reached between them and unceremoniously yanked her silk panties. It tore without much resistance.

While he continued suckling and licking her nipple, his hips were shifting between her legs, his cockhead rubbing at her sex, pressing at her slit, rubbing against her clit. As it swiped down to her opening her hips rolled, lifted her ass off the bed in a reflexive attempt to make him enter her.

"Please," she whimpered, so needy and so eager for him to fuck her.

"Yes!" His cockhead settled at her opening her hips lifted higher, pushing her sex onto him. At the same time,e his hips dropped, pushing his entire cock into her in one forceful thrust.

Beau sobbed her pleasure. He was so deep inside her. Her fires roaring up as his thick throbbing cock filled her pussy.

Knowing her body, her wants, he suckled firmly on her swollen nipple, he started pumping himself in and out of her. Pulling back, he withdrew all but his cockhead from her then shot his hips forward, driving himself back into her. Hard and fast.

After a few times, he pulled his mouth from her flesh and raised it up. His stormy gray eyes hotly surveying where they were intimately joined.

Releasing her wrists, he set his hands on the soft pillows cushioning her head. His rhythm became smooth, his hips pistoning back and forth. His other hand remained on her breast, his fingers squeezing and molding the plaint mound.

Whimpering, she brought her freed hands up to his shoulders, her fingers scratching on his skin, clinging in desperation. She lay there, being thoroughly possessed. His powerful thrusts shoving her ass down into the downy thick mattress, making her body rock. The top half of her dress was askew and her unmolested breast rolled fluidly with her body's motion, her engorged nipple standing proud, waiting for his attention. The bottom of her nightdress was bunched on her hips. Her calves supported by his broad shoulders.

And the wet slapping sounds echoed up from between them as he fucked her, his cock driving in and out of her wet pussy.

"You like my cock filling you, don't you, detka?!" Dominic growled down at her.

"Oh, God. Yes. Only you." she panted, her body trembling with the sound of his words. The repeated, primal thrusts of his manhood so deep inside her. She supposed this was what they refer to as pregnancy hormones. The way it was affecting her, it was making her so hot, so lustful. She loved Dominic so much. Both his gentle and rough lovemaking. But there was something about the roughness of their lust tonight. His harshness was so primal, his dirty language was fueling her arousal to previously unknown heights, making her fingers claw at his shoulders.

"Yes. You look so beautiful with my cock buried so deep inside you, baby," he groaned, his cock pounding into her, making her body shudder beneath him and her breasts bounced deliciously.

In and out he pumped himself, driving every thick inch of his wet rod into her.

His hands went back to her breast, thumbs flicking her hard nipple, fingers squeezing, molding her pliant flesh.

She was so close. Her orgasm on edge, ready to burst.

"Dominic, my love. So close." she whimpered his name like a prayer, emerging from the dancing flames.

Her head was thrashing on the pillows, her hair in disarray. Eyes tightly shut from bliss.

Lifting her undulating ass, sliding her pussy onto his cock as he drove it into her.

"Such a good girl. My detka." He growled, the force of his thrusts building in response.

The realization of how her body's act behind his statement only fueled the lust rolling through her and brought her orgasm forward. Unraveling from the depths of her soul, her fingers clutched at his shoulders, leaving imprints and her hips lifted up faster, harder, meeting every inch of him. His swollen cockhead was hitting her fleshy spot with precision.

"Oh, yes. I'm going to fill you, baby," he groaned, his cock driving into her again and again.

Beau cried out, her moans of bliss-filled their bedroom. The wet sounds of their mating fueling Dominic.

In and out his cock pumped, up and down her hips rocked. Her tight pussy sliding onto his manhood.

Her fingers gripped his hair, scratching his scalp. He groaned and bent to suck her nipples, one after the other.

His hand squeezing and molding.

Wet, fucking sounds filling their senses.

"Oh fuck! Fuck!" He growled, his rhythm deteriorating, his hips jerking at her spastically a few times then shooting forward with one final animalistic deep thrust. Grinding his crotch against hers he held himself buried deep inside her as his cock jumped, unleashing his load inside her, filling her.

Dominic suddenly kissed her so deeply, ravaging her. Her moans were captured by his.

She cried, the orgasm rocketing through her, its tidal force stronger, more explosive than ever before. More intense. More addictive. Her body wracked by waves of ecstasy. Her muscles spasmed, clutching his dick, milking every ounce of his seed.

Dominic finished cumming but his cock was still throbbing and had not lost its hardness. Her shudders of ecstasy continued rolling through her, her hips and buttocks twitching and rolling as her clenching pussy milked him dry.

Then it began to fade and her muscles relaxed. Her one hand clutched his face, cupping, urging him to look at her. "I love you so much, Dominic."

"And I love you so fucking much, baby." His eyes roamed her flush features lovingly. Memorizing every detail. "I will protect you with my life."

And that was the problem. She couldn't let him die because of her.

Beau would die first.

***

"If this is how you act while you're pregnant, I'll get you pregnant all the time." He groaned while she collapsed on top of him.

Beau giggled. She was so insatiable until the early hours of the morning. It was a good thing Dominic was keeping up.

"I've drained you, my love?" Propping her elbows on his broad chest, she looked down at him fondly.

"Hmmm, for now. I will need a few minutes to recuperate." He squeezed her buttcheeks, her pussy squeezed his semi-erection in return. "Damn."

"I know. Later. We need to sleep, Dominic. I'm..." She suppressed a yawn. "Tired." And she was actually feeling exhausted after their activities. And sleepy. Her eyes began to droop.

"Fuck! I'm sorry, detka. You should have told me." Dominic tried to arrange her very much sated and naked body beside him but she shook her head.

"Like this." She was very comfortable where she was. Her cheek above his heart, Beau succumbed to a much-needed rest.

Later.

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