No Choice

by Steele, C. M.

  “That’s a good plan, and I hope to hell that she doesn’t ever put me through the second one.”

  “Me, too. It isn’t nice at all.”

  I went to bed knowing that tomorrow night, Natalie would be my wife. We didn’t sleep in separate beds, but we didn’t make love or even fuck. I just wanted to hold her.

  Last night was perfect. Cameron didn’t want to make love but just wanted to hold me. It was so sweet and romantic. After the conference call, I didn’t see Cameron until it was time for me to walk to him. I took a nap until Emmy came into the house. I was exhausted lately, and I wasn’t sure if it was from the baby or working full time for Cam in and out of bed. I ran down the stairs to greet my best friend. We hugged each other and jumped up and down.

  “Oh my God! I’m so glad you’re here! Thank you, thank you!” I shouted. She’d been my anchor for the past four years. Now I have her and Cam.

  “Please, girl, you know I wouldn’t have missed this for anything.” She hugged me again.

  “So let’s go and get ready for your soon-to-be husband. You don’t want to keep him waiting.” We ran upstairs and were met with Van and my mother-in-law to be.

  “Van and Mom. I don’t know if you remember meeting my best friend, Emmy Watts. These ladies are my family—Vanessa you remember, and this is Mrs. Melody James, Cameron’s mom.”

  “Mrs. James, hello, and Van, it’s good to see you again,” Emmy said as she looked over the head of Van to look at Simon, who did what he did that last time he saw her in our presence—he just stared. I shook my head at him but had no idea what happened during the airport pickup, and I had a feeling I wouldn’t be finding out any time soon. Emmy wouldn’t mention it if we had company. She may seem outgoing, but her personal life was just that—personal. From the look that passed between Mom and Vanessa, it was clear they knew something was up.

  We started to get prepared for the wedding. Mrs. James hired a whole team of makeup artists and hairdressers for all of us. The wedding party only included Cam and me, Emma and Simon,and Tim and Vanessa. I didn’t want a big wedding because I didn’t really have many friends, and most of Cam’s guests were business associates. We only had about a hundred guests, and almost all of them were the guests of the groom. He did have his cousin Caleb and his wife Sophia coming. Caleb was a lawyer that I’d met with when we had to give our statements to the police. He was a good-looking guy. It seemed the hot genes were strong in this family.

  I was halfway through getting my hair done when Cam texted me.

  What are you wearing?

  I respond.

  Are you drinking already? You know it’s bad luck to see your bride in her dress before the wedding.

  He didn’t respond to the text—he called.

  “Baby, I asked what you’re wearing, not for a picture of you wearing the gown. I’ll let my imagination do the work for me. It doesn’t matter. I’m getting ready to jump in the shower, and I just wanted something to fantasize about. I’m planning to stroke it to thoughts of you,” he said lecherously on the other end.

  “I’ll kick Simon’s ass if you’ve been drinking.”

  “I’m not. I’m just really horny for you. I didn’t get to be inside your temple to worship last night or this morning. By the way, when is that wretched thing you call a period coming? I’m not looking forward to it one bit.” I bit my tongue. Over the phone with my horny fiancé was not the way to tell him I wasn’t going to get it for a long time.

  “I’ve got to go. I’m getting my hair done.” I hoped to hell no one else could hear what he was saying. I hung up the phone with everybody looking at me laughingly.

  “You could hear him, couldn’t you?” I groaned and blushed when they simultaneously shook their heads. I was beet red and was going to seek retribution later on my dearest Cameron.

  It was time for the wedding, and I was all nerves. This was a huge step in my life, and even though I had no intention of not going through with this, I was worried something would mess up today.

  I heard the music as I entered the foyer about to walk to my man on my own. I’d made that decision with ease. I didn’t have a real father, and I wasn’t upset by it anymore. I stepped out on the fancy carpeted walkway and down the aisle in the backyard of the James family’s massive estate.

  I saw him immediately. He smiled so brightly that I truly felt the power of his love for me. With him I wasn’t alone anymore, and I’d be forever happy with just that. I walked in time with the music, but it seemed my groom had thought I was moving too slow. He rushed as fast as he could up to me, scooped me up into his arms, and carried me to the altar. A round of laughter erupted from everyone.

  “Sorry, babe. You were looking hesitant. I couldn’t have you running on me,” he murmured in my ear before taking a nip.

  “Great. All of my pictures are going to be with me all red-faced.”

  “It’s okay. I got that really sexy photo of you in my office already.”

  The minister coughed, and we redirected our attention to him as he began—“Dearly beloved…”

  It was time for him to kiss me, and I was ready for this. I knew he’d lose control and kiss me hungrily, like the wolf he’d been the whole time we stood at the altar. Our kiss was tender and sweet at first, but it wasn’t Cam who lost control. It was me. I didn’t know what caused me to make such an embarrassingly erotic scene, but I blamed it on him ogling my breasts throughout the ceremony.

  I groaned as I ran my hands leisurely up his chest and caressed his shoulders before I tugged him closer by his hair. The only thing that stopped me was when he scooped me back up in his arms and shouted to the crowd where we were going.

  “Excuse us—my wife and I thank you, but I’ve got to privately admonish her for kissing me like that in public,” he roared hilariously. And I thought my face couldn’t get any redder. I’d been sorely mistaken.

  I laughed as I carried my bride into the house. I was sure everyone thought I was either really horny or fucking nuts, but I was certain that I was both. As soon as I heard the music, I wanted to meet her and walk her down the aisle. The moment she stepped into my view, I was stunned. Natalie looked better than any celebrity bride with expensive makeovers.

  Her hair was half up and half down with beautiful, loose curls. Her gown was a sleeveless, ball-gown type with a corset thing. It showed how tiny her waist was in comparison to the breasts I wanted to suck on. Once I gained some semblance of sense, I ran to her and carried her to the altar. It may have seemed crazy, but we were in this together, and she shouldn’t have to go up there all alone.

  “Thank you, Natalie,” I whispered sincerely as I held her with her back against my chest.

  “Thank you?” she asked as she tilted her head to let me taste her pulse.

  “For marrying me.”

  “Thank you for marrying me and showing me what it feels like to be truly loved,” she said as she turned around and cupped my face. She looked me right in the eyes and let her feelings loose.

  “Cameron, you were a surprise I couldn’t have imagined having. I love you, and I have to tell you. I’m pregnant.”

  I pulled back and looked at her with wonder. Then my grin appeared. Wow. To think just before I met her, I didn’t want any kids. Now, I didn’t think anything could compare to being the father of Natalie’s babies.

  “Really, baby? Are you sure?” I said with a smile.

  “Yes. I am. I haven’t gone to the doctor yet, but I didn’t get my period, and the two tests I took were positive. Are you happy?”

  “Freaking yes!” I picked her up and twirled her around until she shouted, “Stop!”

  I didn’t have a chance to ask her if she was okay before she ran into the bathroom and started vomiting. Shit. Now I felt like a prick. I went to the bathroom down the hall and came up behind her.

  “Sweetheart, I’m sorry. Shit. Baby, I didn’t mean to make you sick.”

  “Then you shouldn’t have gotten me pregnant in the fir
st place,” she said as she smiled up at me. I helped her off her knees and to the sink.

  “Well, that shit was going to happen. I want a team of Mariners, babe.”

  “You and your Mariners.” Then she just shook her head at me and washed her face.

  Chapter 14

  Cameron tucked me into his arms and held me. We stayed like that for a few minutes, and it was wonderful.

  “Are you okay, baby?” he asked.

  “Yes. Cam. I’m fine. It doesn’t last that long.”

  “How long have you been feeling like shit?”

  “Only this last week.”

  “Damn, you should’ve told me. I would’ve been at your side.”

  “As much as I want you by me, I don’t need you to watch me puke all day.”

  “Hey, if you have to vomit like a night of rough drinking, then I’ll be there just like if you’d partied too much. You’re my wife. You need me, and I’m there. So you feeling up for the party? Or should we send everyone packing?’

  “No. Let’s go and enjoy our party, my husband.”

  “Great, baby. Are we telling anyone?”

  “If you want.”

  “Perfect, my mom will be almost as thrilled as we are.”

  “For sure.” We walked out of the bathroom through the hallway and into the main room where our wedding party was gathered.

  “Damn, bro. This is a mansion. Out of all the rooms to screw for the first time as a married couple, you did her in the bathroom. The weight room would’ve been better. At least it has memories,” Simon said laughingly.

  “Shut the fuck up, Simon. Nat wasn’t feeling well,” he said, then anxiously looked me, and I nodded.

  “Everyone—Nat and I are extra happy to inform you that we’re having a baby.” The squeal of the girls and the hooting and hollering of the guys were loud enough for the rest of the guests outside to hear.

  We got hugs from every one of our family members. Just as I was about pull Emmy aside and talk to her, I heard Simon whisper in her ear, “Tonight, I’ll be putting my heir in you.”

  I stepped back when I saw her blush brightly. She was in for it, in a good way, if Simon was anything like Cameron.

  “What’s up, baby?” Cameron said as he slid his arms around my waist and snuggled his chin onto my shoulder. I tilted my head to rub against his. I smiled.

  “Nothing. Except I’ve got a feeling you talked to Simon, and now Emmy’s in some serious sensual trouble.”

  “Maybe I did. Just told him how to catch the woman he loved.”

  “Oh yeah, what? Give her no choice?”

  “Damn straight, wife, and look how happy I am,” he said as he nibbled on my ear. “But I’d be much happier if everyone scrammed, and I could love you like I want to.”

  “Me too. I’m feeling really needy right now.”

  “After the party, we’re going to get freaky all night,” he growled.

  We walked into the reception and were greeted with applause and a couple of funny looks. Cameron took me to my seat and served me some water. Word had gotten around that I was pregnant, and congratulations came from all around. Cameron’s cousin came by our table. “Love, you remember my cousin Caleb, and this is his wife Sophia. Cal, Sophia, this is my beautiful bride, Natalie.”

  “Hi, Nat. I’m so glad there is another woman to handle these men. They can be a lot to deal with,” Sophia said.

  “Thanks, babe. Way to let her know we’re trouble.”

  “Caleb, I already knew that, so it doesn’t matter. I still love my Cam.” I tugged on my Cam’s arm and rested my head on him.

  “Well, let’s hang out one night before I pop,” Sophia said as she rubbed her really round belly.

  “That’ll be great,” I said, standing up to give them a hug.

  It was time for our first dance, and I hoped that it would be wonderful.

  “Natalie, please take my hand and dance with me.”

  “Yes, Mr. James.” I slipped my hand into his and he walked me onto the floor.

  “You look so beautiful, Nat.”

  “Thank you, Cam.” He twirled and spun me back into his arms before kissing me to another round of applause.

  Our night had gone perfectly without any problems, something I felt would happen, especially because my parents were not invited. I thought they’d show up and start some trouble. They’d spent many nights coming back from a party shouting, fighting, and completely hammered.

  “Baby, you look like you’re ready for bed.”

  “We’ve been partying all night long.” I was so tired. We’d danced, ate, and drank for hours, but I still wanted my man. We’d stolen kisses and touches, but I needed our naked skin rubbing on each other. I needed to feel my Cam bury his cock so deep in me. Even with my ball gown, I could feel the thick ridge of his erection pressed against me every time he held me close.

  Cam made an announcement to the crowd. “Thank you everyone for coming to celebrate our love, but my bride is tired and needs her rest. Goodnight.” They clapped and cheered as we walked off.

  I practically dragged Natalie back to our room. We would be moving into our new house in a week, and I couldn’t wait for it. To have her alone so I could worship her would be perfect.

  “You tired, baby?”

  “Yes, but I’ll still need you to put me to sleep.”

  “A deep sleep?” I said as I undid my tie and slipped off my coat. She gave me a nod and a giant smile.

  I walked up behind my wife and swept her hair to the side, giving her feathery kisses on her shoulder.

  “Mmm…Cam, that feels so nice,” she moaned. I started to undo the zipper of her gown and let it fall to the floor. My eyes nearly jumped out of their sockets when I saw what she had on underneath her clothes.

  She was wearing a white and pale pink corset with sexy matching lace panties. The corset was mostly white, but the ribbed edges were laced with the silky light pink. I dragged my finger along the boned corset and down her spine.

  With my mouth on her ear, I whispered, “I’m glad I didn’t see this earlier, or we’d have missed our reception.”

  I groaned as she pushed back on my hard cock.

  “What would you have done to me?”

  “Baby, I think the question is what am I going to do to you?” I said as my hands caressed down her arms and my mouth made love to her neck, marking her with tiny little love bites.

  My hand slid down the front of her, stopping only to caress her breast underneath the top of the corset. I played with her round, supple flesh before making my way down to her panties and inside them. I felt her light dusting of hair as I rubbed my hand along her sweet little mound. I licked my lips as I slid one finger into her juicy, wet cavern.

  “Ahhh,” she moaned as I moved my finger in and out. I’d added another finger, then used my thumb to play with her clit.

  “Do you want to come, Natalie?” I whispered. “Come for me,” I growled in her ear before biting down on her lobe and pressing her body hard against mine. I wanted her to feel how hard I’d been for her all night. Grinding my hips against her ass was only getting us both hotter.

  “Come,” I grunted out, and my Natalie came hard against me, soaking my fingers.

  “Cam!! I love you, Cam!” she shouted as she threw her head back onto my shoulder and ground out her orgasm on my fingers. Her body writhed and shook against mine, making my cock so damn hard I was about to come. I stripped off my clothes and walked her to the bed. I pushed her down onto the bed with her face resting on the sheets. I used my legs to spread her thighs wide. I shredded her panties with just a pull and lined up my cock with her heat.

  I pushed my way in and forced a groan from her as I filled her to the hilt. My cock needed a swift pounding, but my mind knew my woman was having my baby. Shit, that only made me harder.

  “Baby, can you take me hard?” I asked helplessly.

  “Yes,” she purred.

  I leaned forward over our dark grey sheets, pu
lled her hair, and started to move in and out of her, increasing the pace with each stroke.

  “Natalie, baby, you’re incredible,” I grunted as I gripped her hips and hammered into her over and over again.

  I roared, “Who do you belong to?”

  “You, Cam, you,” she cried out on the verge of another orgasm.

  I growled, “Right answer, babe. You’re mine forever. Mine, my wife, all mine.”

  “Yes, yes. Deeper, Cam,” she moaned, and I could feel her shaking and pushing her ass into my hips.

  I bent over Nat and gripped her breasts, using them to begin punishing her pussy. With a tweak of her nipple, my woman clenched her thighs. She cried out as her walls pulsed and squeezed the come out of my cock, filling her up. As I emptied my sac into her, I cried out, “Natalie!”

  I dropped down onto her back with my chin resting on her shoulder blade. I realized that I must be crushing her and our unborn baby, so I jumped up off of her fast.

  “What’s wrong?” she asked worriedly.

  “Nothing, babe. I just didn’t want to crush you and the baby.” I gave her a smile before flipping her on to her back and kneeling in front of her.

  “I’m fine, Cam. If I was hurting, I’d let you know.”

  “For real, you wouldn’t try to hide it from me, would you?”

  “Of course not. This is my baby, and I want to protect it too.” She gave me an honest, sexy smile. I laid my head on her lap. Pressing my ear to her belly, I listened to the sounds even though I knew it was too soon. I didn’t know when that kind of stuff happened, but I couldn’t wait until I could feel our child.

  I gave her belly a gentle kiss and whispered to the baby, “Grow, little one.” Then I stood up and carried my bride into the shower for round two.

  The past three days had been amazing, but today we had to get back to the office. I’d learned since I met Cameron that he was a very serious businessman who usually worked hard and didn’t take it easy. That was until he met me. Now he took more time off.

  When I asked him about it, he said, “What was the point of making all that money and never having any time to spend it on the woman he loved?”