Chapter 16
ALLY
Holy shit. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d come that hard. The aftershocks were still rocketing through my body, and Dom hadn’t let up. I was growing more sensitive by the minute, but I couldn’t think straight to tell him to stop.
He kissed my clit and eventually withdrew his fingers. Then he held my gaze as he licked them clean.
Fucking hell. That was insanely hot.
His eyes were like molten chocolate, his lips wet from devouring me. And after I caught my breath, I knew I wanted more. There was no going back. Sex with Dom was incredible, and I needed him beyond common sense.
“Fuck, Ally.” He moved in closer, his hand reaching up to cup my face. His thumb brushed over my lips, and my tongue darted out, licking him, reveling in his groan.
“I need to fuck you, Ally,” he growled.
I was still coming down from one orgasm, but his words sparked my desire again.
Then he kissed my belly, and I freaking melted. He wiped away any insecurities I had about being naked and super pregnant in front of him. And all I wanted to do right now was get him out of the rest of his clothes and ride his cock. If we could manage it.
“Uh, I definitely want to keep going, but how exactly are we doing that?” I asked, gesturing to my large bump.
He grinned. “Oh, don’t you worry. I’ve done some research.”
“You have? You expected this to happen?” I quirked a brow.
“Just hoping, Ally. Just hoping.”
Then he stood up from his kneeling position on the floor and sat on the couch next to me. “Climb on.”
I laughed and settled over his lap. Guess I really was going to climb him like a tree. Well, as much as my body could in its current state. Then I was gasping when he stood with me in his arms, his hand squeezing my ass as he supported me.
He walked down the hall to his bedroom and I gripped his shoulders, holding on, feeling his muscles bunching under my touch. He lowered me until I was sitting up on the bed, and I whined softly when he released his hold on me.
But before I could say another word, he was shucking the rest of his clothes until he was as naked as I was. I tried not to swallow my tongue, but dammit, he was a work of art. His stomach muscles clenched under my gaze, and his cock stood long and hard. I tried not to salivate as I reached my hand toward him.
I brushed my thumb over the head of his cock, and he groaned, his eyes darkening. Licking my lips, I wrapped my hand around his cock and tugged gently.
“Fucking hell, you’re going to kill me,” he gritted out, and heat spiraled through my body.
“I need you, Dom. I need you inside me,” I murmured, holding his gaze as I stroked my hand up and down his hard cock. It pulsed under my touch and I leaned forward, licking the tip.
His hand sank into my hair and gripped tightly as I bathed his cock with my tongue, then took the head into my mouth and sucked.
Inaudible sounds fell from his lips, and my desire intensified. Reducing him to grunts and groans always fired me up.
Then he was tugging on my hair and pulling me off his cock.
“I need to fuck you right fucking now.” His eyes were on fire, and I drew in a breath. “Ready to ride me?”
“What?”
He reached out, running his hand along my jaw. “It’s the easiest way for you to be comfortable. You can take me as deep as you want me. Believe me, I want to fuck you within an inch of your life right now, but you’re in charge this time. However you want me.”
My heart raced. His words were bringing me to the edge already. Fucking hell, this man.
“Get on the bed, Dom,” I said.
“With pleasure.” Then he winked, and I giggled. I was so unbelievably turned on, and I still wanted to roll my eyes at him.
But then he was moving up the bed and patting his stomach.
“Come on up,” he said, his dimple peeking out as he smiled. I should’ve known from day one that I’d never be able to resist him.
He held my hands as I shifted to straddle his lap. His hard cock brushed against my ass, and I rocked my hips over his abs before adjusting myself so his cock was nestled against my folds.
“God damn, you feel incredible,” he said, releasing one of my hands so he could skate his fingers over my skin. “Set the pace, Ally. I’m yours for whatever you want.”
“That’s a loaded statement,” I murmured with a smile as I lifted my hips and sank down slowly onto his hard cock.
My inner muscles clenched around him. “Fuuuuck,” he drew out.
I felt so deliciously full as I took him all the way in. He cupped my breasts, squeezing gently, and I shook with need, gasping when he scraped his thumbnail over my sensitive nipple. I rolled my hips and chased the friction, hoping I would be able to get off this way with my big belly.
He bent his knees, planting his feet on the bed as he cradled my body.
“Does this feel okay?” he asked, and my heart clenched at his concern.
I leaned back against his thighs and rocked my body, lifting slightly up before bottoming out again.
“So good. Oh, Dom,” I said.
He reached between us, his thumb pressed against my clit, and pure heat barreled through me.
“I thought I was in control,” I murmured as I lifted and lowered my hips, forcing his cock to move in and out of my body.
“You are. I’m just here to help you come as many times as possible. It’s good for you and your pregnancy.”
I rasped out a laugh.
“Plus, feeling you choke my dick is the best damn thing in the world.” His eyes glittered with desire, and his words took my breath away. All I could do was moan as he continued to torment my clit.
My rhythm faltered, but he used his other hand to grip my hip and hold me steady. My hands fell to his chest, and I curled my fingers into his skin as we moved together. The tension was building up in my body, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I came. He felt so fucking good inside of me, filling me up, and I never wanted it to end.
“Fuck, Ally. Yes, rock like that.” He punched his hips up in shallow thrusts.
I wanted to kiss him desperately, but that was definitely not happening, so I continued to lift and lower my body, squeezing his length every time I dropped down. Every part of me pulsed with need as I rubbed my clit against his thumb.
“I’m so close, Dom. Yes.” I gasped. And then I was falling over the edge and crying out his name as I came.
“Fuck. Squeeze me just like that,” he gritted out as my body convulsed on top of him.
I couldn’t remember the last time I’d come that hard. Every inch of me felt like I was overly sensitive, but I didn’t want my orgasm to end. Having his mouth on my clit was perfection, but feeling him pulsing inside me was euphoric.
“Glorious. Fucking hell,” he groaned, bringing his thumb that had been on my clit to his mouth and sucking.
Then his hands were on my hips, and he pumped his cock in and out of my still quivering body. I leaned back against his thighs, my hands pressed against his chest, as he continued to move in and out of me.
His tongue darted out of his mouth, licking his lips, and I wanted to lean down and taste him. Pupils blown wide, he held my gaze. It was overwhelming, and every part of me tingled, my nipples tight.
“Fuck,” he gritted out and came.
As we both caught our breaths, he cupped my face and ran his thumb along my jaw. I couldn’t help but turn into his touch, pressing my lips against his hand.
“You’re amazing, and I cannot get enough of you,” he said softly, and my heart squeezed.
Was I crazy for wanting this? For wanting to see where this could go?
“Good. Because I’m definitely not done with you,” I said, trying to be playful and not think about how deeply I felt my words. I wanted to be smart, but when it came to Dom, my brain wasn’t always in charge.
He grinned, rolling us so I was underneath him. He dropped his head down to press a kiss to my chest as he slipped from my body. I groaned softly, missing him inside me already. Before I could even reach for him again, he stood up from the bed and scooped me into his arms, carrying me into the bathroom.
“Dom,” I squeaked as he set me on the cool bathroom countertop. I shifted my hips. Damn, it was cold, and I annoyingly had to pee. Again.
He leaned in, his mouth a breath from mine. “Fucking you is beyond amazing, but I hate that I couldn’t kiss you in that position.”
I put my finger over his lips. “I hate to ruin this moment, but pregnant bladder is screaming right now.”
He chuckled, and I groaned. “Ugh. Stupid bladder.”
“I won’t move,” he said, helping me off the counter so I could pee quickly.
I finished up and washed my hands, and then he was tugging me back into his arms. “Better now?”
“I will be when you kiss me again.”
“With pleasure.” Then he spread his hand over my belly and sealed his lips to mine, his tongue sweeping against my mouth.
I’d never felt so surrounded and cherished in my life.
When the kiss finally ended, he carried me into the shower, where the warm water rained down on us as we cleaned up slowly, not wanting this moment to end.
He ushered me back into his bedroom, and I couldn’t stop my yawn.
As I drifted off to sleep with his naked body pressed against my back, I knew this was exactly where I wanted to be. I would deal with any consequences later.
DOM
“You sure you’re up for this?” I asked when we pulled up to Flower’s house for Stampede Thanksgiving a week later. We were going to be on the road for the actual holiday in a few days, so Brooke and Cora had organized a big team dinner for everyone tonight before we got on a plane for Florida tomorrow.
The last week had been amazing, and Ally and I had settled into a rhythm. I tamped down a smirk, thinking about how much rhythm we’d gotten into since we’d started having sex eight days ago.
Not that I was counting, but fuck, finding ways to get her off and keep her comfortable was my new favorite thing. This morning, I’d slipped in from behind as I spooned her. My cock twitched in my pants at the memory. Always ready for the next round.
But today had been a lot. We’d finally attended our birthing class, which had been a bitch to organize around my schedule. She was officially two days shy of thirty-seven weeks, and with a weeklong road trip starting tomorrow, we’d had to take the class today. I’d wanted to be there even if I was currently on information overload and trying not to freak out that this was really happening in less than a month.
I put my hand on Ally’s belly, feeling our daughter moving around. It made it all real, which should’ve added to my freak-out, but for some reason, touching her belly centered me.
“We could skip it,” I said, shifting to face her. She looked gorgeous, as usual, and definitely had that pregnancy glow going. Her hair was in some fancy braid that I wanted to take down so I could sink my fingers into the soft strands and kiss the hell out of her. The little wisps caressing her cheeks taunted me because I wanted to touch her there and cup her face.
Fuck. Getting hard right before we were about to walk into a house with all of my teammates and their partners was not a good idea.
“Don’t look at me like that,” she murmured, her eyes dark with need.
“How am I looking at you, Ally?” I teased, unable to stop myself.
“Like you want to eat me for Thanksgiving dinner,” she replied, her cheeks tinged pink. I love that she just came out and said it. It was so damn hot.
I groaned. “Well, I do.”
She laughed. “Later, Dom. Later.”
The twinkle in her eyes was going to be the death of me, and I tugged her close so I could press my lips to hers. I swallowed her moan and cradled the back of her head. Her tongue swept into my mouth as she kissed me back, and my cock hardened further.
Then someone was banging on the roof of my car.
“There are children present, Domenic.” Sin’s voice rang through the car, and Ally pulled back quickly.
“Fucking menace, that man,” I said.
“I heard that. Hi, Ally. Happy Thanksgiving,” Sin said, peering in the car window.
I was tempted to open the door into him, but he was decent on the ice, so inflicting an injury would probably piss off Millsy.
“Stop being annoying,” another voice said. It was Micah. He gave me a little smile.
“Oh my god,” Ally whispered, dropping her head to her hands, her shoulders shaking.
“Go away,” I said, keeping the door shut. Then I turned back to Ally. “I’m so fucking sorry about them.”
She looked up at me, laughing. “I’m used to it. You hockey players are all the same. Always teasing each other.”
“I guess we should go in, then.” I linked my fingers with hers and squeezed.
She grinned back at me. “Yeah, before they get the rest of the guys out here to taunt you.”
I shook my head and opened my door. Maybe with a little extra force that had Sin jumping back. Served the bastard right.
“Watch it, Baby Daddy,” Sin said. “Can’t injure the star player.”
“I’m fine,” I said with a glare. Definitely not a fan of the new nickname he’d given me recently.
“Um, a little help?” Ally said.
“Shit. Sorry.” I moved to her side of the car to help her out. “You good?” I asked when she was on her feet and in my arms.
Fuck. I didn’t want to let her go.
She patted my chest. “All good. My center of gravity is just a bit off.”
“Looking great, Ally,” Sin said with a wink.
“Fuck off, man,” I retorted as Ally chuckled.
“Okay, okay. How about we go inside, and someone else can watch Sin?” Micah said. “And I’ll take that.” He grabbed the platter of little crescent roll appetizer things Ally and I made together.
“I don’t need watching,” Sin grumbled, but we ignored him, and I linked my fingers with Ally’s again as we headed up the front walk.
“Great. You’re here,” Brooke said when she opened the door. “Oh, Ally. Looking glowing and gorgeous.”
I didn’t miss Brooke’s gaze dropping down to my fingers intertwined with Ally’s. Then she looked back up at me with a beaming smile that I couldn’t help but return.
“I’m feeling less glowing and more sweaty. And tired,” Ally said.
Brooke put her hand on Ally’s shoulder. “I hear you. But it’s almost over, and then you’ll have a little diva.” She paused and grinned. “I mean, adorable bundle of joy.”
Ally laughed softly. “Violet is not a diva.”
“See, I’m not a diva,” Violet’s little voice piped up. “Hi, Ally. When’s my new friend getting here?”
“Honey, we talked about this. It’s going to take a while before Ally’s baby is ready to play with you. She’s going to be super little. Remember?”
“I know. Like my dolls. I can dress her up,” Violet said with a big smile.
“Not like a doll,” Brooke said, then she leaned into us. “You should see how she manhandles her dolls. Gentle isn’t in her vocabulary.”
“Well, we can all play dress-up together,” Ally said to the little girl.
Her smile took my breath away, and I couldn’t wait to see my girls playing together.
Fuck. I was so gone.
And trying to ignore the doubts that kept cropping up, especially after today’s class. But I was going to be strong for Ally. She needed that from me and she kept telling me that we would figure everything out. I just wish I was as optimistic as she was.
“Okay, let’s get everyone inside and let Ally sit down. She’s probably tired,” Brooke said, ushering us into the house.
“Yes. We had to do our birth class today because of the game schedule, so it’s been a long day already,” Ally said.
“Oh man. What the hell is that?” Sin asked from behind me.
“You learn about everything that’s going to happen when you give birth. It’s a lot, but women have been doing it since the beginning of time, and you’re going to be fine,” Brooke said.
I caught Sin shudder out of the corner of my eye. “Yikes. Definitely not how I’d want to spend the morning. Dom, you think you’re going to pass out when it comes to delivery day?”
“I’ll be fine. And Ally’s going to kick ass. Shit, sorry,” I said, glancing down at Violet.
Micah chuckled.
“It’s hard to avoid her hearing them surrounded by hockey players, but she knows not to use them,” Brooke said as I apologized again.
“Those are grown-up words. Mommy’s going to tell me when I’m old enough to say them. She says them a lot. More than Daddy.” Violet whispered that last part, and I bit back my laugh. Probably shouldn’t encourage that.
“Violet,” Brooke started.
She gave Brooke the sweetest smile. “What, Mommy? You do. Can I have a cookie now?”
Brooke shook her head at her daughter. “After some turkey.” Then she looked back at us. “I swear, she’s too smart for my own good. Just make yourself at home. Ally, if you need to take a nap, let me know.”
“Thanks.” Ally laughed as Brooke led Violet away. “She’s so cute.”
Sin slapped my shoulder. “And she runs circles around Flower, from what I’ve heard. Good luck, man.”
“Go away,” I muttered.
“Touchy, touchy,” Sin tutted before walking away.
“Ignore him. He’s like a little kid who doesn’t know when to stop,” Micah said. “I’ll go put this down for you. Then maybe Brooke will think I brought something other than a bottle of wine.”
I took the platter from him. “You’re not getting credit for something Ally and I made.”
“You cooked? Should I avoid? I mean, they actually look good though. Must be Ally’s hand.”
“We’re equally not great in the kitchen, but we’re trying,” Ally said with a laugh. “I promise they taste delicious. I tried a few.”
“I was wondering why the plate looked less full,” I teased.
She swatted my arm. “I’m eating for two.”
I leaned down and kissed her cheek. “I know that.”
Her sigh went straight to my chest. It was a contented sigh and I was blissfully happy right now. Never imagined it would be like this, and I both wanted and didn’t want to know if she felt the same way.