If You Were Mine(12)

Everything I did was for her.

I would have married her the first night I had her in my bed. But I’d waited, let her get to know the real me, learned everything I could about Daisy, and then I made her mine.

I could hear her breath become even, slow, and knew she was falling asleep. Having her close to me, right up against my body, knowing she was safe… mine, was perfection.

I slid my hand over to her belly and spanned the flat surface with my palm. For a second all I did was feel her stomach moving up and down gently as she breathed. “I love you,” I whispered, not knowing if she’d hear, but wanting her to know.

She shifted and turned in my arms, and opened her eyes slowly. I cupped the side of her face, her skin warm, soft. She lifted her hand and placed it over mine, which was still on her cheek.

“Let’s have a baby,” I said, the words spilling out on their own. Moving my hand away from her face, I slid it down her side, skimmed my fingers along the curve and arch of her waist and hip, and moved it so my hand was on her belly. “What do you think?”

“A baby?”

“A baby,” I said and smiled.

She lifted her head and stared at me. “I want that.”

I grinned, feeling so elated I couldn’t even contain it. I rolled on top of her, my cock hard, my body ready for her. I was always ready for her, always needing to make her feel so fucking good.

“Spread for me, baby. Let me make you feel good again.” When she was in position I settled between her legs. She was wet, so damn wet for me but it was a combination of her arousal and my cum. The fact that my seed slipped from the tight confines of her body turned me on, made me feel possessive, feral even.

“I love you so fucking much,” I murmured. I ran my nose up the arch of her neck, inhaling that sweet scent that always surrounded her. I growled in approval of the fact that she smelled just like me.

“I love you too,” she gasped out because right when she said that I aligned my cock with her pussy and shoved in deeply.

My movements were slow, gentle even. I pulled back and looked into her face. God, I was the luckiest man on the fucking planet.

“Lennon.” Breathing my name out, Daisy arched her chest and closed her eyes, the pleasure clear in her expression.

I thrust into her over and over again. Daisy moaned my name and I grunted in response.

I kissed her then, claiming her mouth, her body, her very soul. She owned every part of me, had from the moment I saw her and knew I wanted her in my life, fuck everyone else and what they might think.

It didn’t matter how much money we had, how well known we were, I was lucky to have Daisy in my life.

I don’t know what I did to deserve her, but I was never letting go.



Lennon



And baby makes three



Watching my wife, the woman I loved more than anything else, feeding our child, had this warmth spreading through me.

I leaned against the wall, my heart filled as Daisy hummed to our baby girl Lana. I’d never thought I could love someone as much as Daisy, but after Lana came into our lives I finally knew what being complete really was.

My girls.

My life.

I stayed there for five minutes, just watching Daisy, just absorbing the sight, the sounds, the feelings. Daisy finished up the feeding and smiled down at Lana, who had fallen asleep. Daisy put her in the bed and came over to me, and I wrapped my arms around her, puling her in closer.

Our life had been pretty perfect, so wonderful that I was glad we could have this life, could be together. We’d moved about an hour from the palace, our estate having been in the family for generations. It was perfect for us, with rolling hills and open lands, with a little farm for Daisy and me to immerse ourselves in and get relaxed.

It was our little part of heaven.

I took her to our room since it was late, just wanting to hold her, to let her know she was always loved, safe, and protected. Once in the room I turned her around and started helping her out of her clothes. This wasn’t about sex. This was about making her feel comfortable, letting her relax while I did everything else.

I cupped her cheeks, stared into her eyes, and smiled. “If I could marry you again and start from the beginning to prove to you over and over that you were mine, I’d do it in an instant.” She gave me the sweetest fucking smile. “I fall in love with you every day.” I pulled her against me even more, held the back of her head, and just let the feelings embrace me. I pulled back and leaned down, kissing her until she was breathless and clinging to me. I lifted her in my arms and carried her to our bed, telling myself I shouldn’t be about to ravish her, but unable to stop myself.

She breathed out, wrapping her arms around me. This was what life was about. This was what living meant. Royalty or not, I was glad I’d followed my heart and not the path everyone else had set out for me.

Daisy was mine, and always would be.



The End





Britta




I felt weird sitting across from him, eating this lavish breakfast when I really should be cleaning his massive mansion. I didn’t say anything, not after he told me to eat. I didn’t know what to say anyway.

When I’d eaten as much as I could, I leaned back and glanced up at him. He was looking at me, but then again, I’d been feeling his stare on me the entire time.