NICO
TWO WEEKS LATER
I sit on the vanity in our ensuite bathroom while my wife pees on a stick.
“You’re really going to sit here and wait?” She asks.
“Yes. I plan to be here every step of the way this time.”
She laughs. “Okay.”
Serenity is doing better. She explained later that night what caused the psychotic break. She thought about my enemies coming for her while she was pregnant. That trauma is unfortunately forever with us. As long as we have each other, we’ll weather this storm.
Serenity finishes on the toilet, caps the pregnancy test, and leaves it on the counter. She steps beside me, turns on the faucet, and washes her hands. I set the timer on my phone for five minutes.
Madden is a happy little boy. He loves his mommy so much. It warms my heart how he tells her he’ll always protect her. There’s no doubt in my mind he will.
I pull Serenity into my arms. “Do you want to watch a movie in a little while?”
She kisses my lips. “Yeah, sure.”
“That tone tells me you want to watch my dick slip in and out that pussy.”
She throws her head back and laughs. “Yeah, that’s what I really want.”
My timer sounds, and I turn it off.
Our eyes land on the pregnancy test together.
“Two pink lines,” I say.
I jump off the counter and pull her up into my arms. “We’re having a baby.”
She curls her arms around my neck. “Another little Pitucco is coming,” Serenity giggles.
I know I have to keep her busy. Because if she focuses on the baby growing in her belly, she could panic.
I carry her into our bedroom. “How are you feeling?”
“Nico, I’m fine. I figured I was pregnant. My breasts are sensitive. And the morning sickness started the other day.”
I place her on the bed and drop to my knees. Our eyes lock.
“I’ve got you, Serenity.”
“I know.” She palms my face and slides her tongue past my lips.
Deep down, I know she’s not okay. But I’ll do all I can to help her through this. I tug her bed shorts down her thick thighs. And she moans into our kiss.
“Nico, we’re having our second child. I can’t believe it.”
“Serenity, I can.” I press her down until her back lies flat against the mattress, then rise to my feet.
I shove my briefs down and my cock springs free. My wife licks her lips and opens her legs, giving me the best show. Kicking my briefs aside, I peer down at her glistening pussy.
“Do you see how badly I want your dick?” she purrs.
Stroking my length, I flash a devilish grin. “Looks like you’re in desperate need of an orgasm.”
She bats her eyelashes, tugging the corner of her purple-painted lips between her teeth. “I need at least two.”
We laugh.
“I can handle that.”
Sliding over her body, I wrap an arm around her back and lift her to the head of the bed.
She showers my face with kisses. This is the affection I missed from her.
No other woman could ever give me what I craved.
Only Serenity. I tug the tank top over her head and toss it on the floor.
My mouth and hands are drawn to her breasts.
“Be gentle, Nico.”
“I will.” As I stroke one breast, my tongue circles her taut nipple.
Her greedy fingers tease my cock between us.
“Not yet, Mrs. Pitucco.”
“Nico,” she moans.
I give her other breast the same attention before trailing kisses down her soft belly. Her fingers thread through my hair as I press a kiss to her mound covered in tiny brown curls.
“I get my fix first,” I growl.
Tracing circles on her clit with my tongue, I look up at her. The way her body responds fills me with pride. She means everything to me. I’ll always be there to fulfill her desires.
Her eyes lock with mine as she circles two fingers over her nipple. I delve deeper with my tongue, and her back arches off the bed.
“Fuck,” she cries out at the top of her lungs as she squirts all over my face and chest.
“Damn, you really needed to come.”
Her whole body trembles as I savor every drop of her.
Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, I kiss the inside of her thigh, watching her come down from her first orgasm.
I flip her onto all fours, gripping her wavy hair in my fist. “You’re so ready for me,” I murmur, sliding inside her tight walls, my hand gliding down her spine.
With her hands braced on the bed, she looks over her shoulder as I deliver deep strokes. Her breasts sway with the rhythm.
“Just like that, Nico,” she commands, pushing back to meet me.
“I love your big dick,” she cries out, pleasure thick in her voice.
I pull out.
She sits up. “Nico, what are you doing?”
I take her hand, pulling her close. “Come here,” I say, sliding our pillows aside and settling my back against the headboard.
Serenity lowers herself onto my thighs, brushing the sweat from my forehead. Her radiant smile lifts her cheeks.
“Every morning, I get to wake up in your arms.” She leans in, pressing her lips to mine. Her small hands wrap around my hard length, stroking me as our kiss deepens, teeth occasionally clashing, heads tilting side to side. I grip her hips firmly.
“Put it in,” I command.
Our lips part and she slides down my dick nice and slow. Her hands clutch my shoulders as she rides me like the skilled cowgirl she is. I trail kisses along her neck while circling my thumb over her clit.
“Now that you’re my wife, this pussy is mine whenever I want.”
She lifts my chin, locking eyes with me. “I’m pregnant with our second child.” Serenity beams.
I’d wanted to say it but held back, not wanting to worry her.
“Yes, you are.” I claim her lips again with a fierce kiss.
I thrust harder and faster into her tight pussy.
“Oh, fuck, Nico.”
Her breasts bounce faster with every stroke. The sound of my balls slapping against her ass fills the room, mingling with my groans and her moans.
“This pussy has always been mine,” I growl.
Her wavy hair spills wildly around her head, and that unmistakable look of impending climax softens her beautiful face.
“Come on my dick, Serenity.”
“I’m coming,” she cries out.
Her head drops against my chest as I still inside her and unleash my cum.
Our chests rise and fall together as we catch our breath.
She reluctantly slides off me and collapses beside me. Grabbing a hair tie from the nightstand, I gather her hair into a loose bun atop her head, letting her cool down.
“Thank you, Nico.”
I grin as I hold her close, kissing her neck. “We’re a team, Serenity. Don’t ever forget that.”
She smiles. “I’m always ready to kill for mine.”
My smile doesn’t waver, but a spark of worry zings through my body because I see the level of crazy she’s ready to be to protect our family. I have to be here at all times to keep her safe. In the back of my mind, I know that’s not realistic.
For a brief second, I consider sending her and Madden back to Florence until the baby’s born.
No. No. I’ll protect them. Always.
I savor this quiet moment. My pregnant wife is safe and calm in my arms.