The Ultimate Fight

by Harris, K

  Before it was all over with their names had been tarnished, tied to a dreadful prostituting ring, drug bust, murder for hire, and manslaughter. The prostituting and drug bust was courtesy of the clubs owner. With that discovery Barron and the club was back in good standing with the public. Murder for hire, well let’s just say the recordings that was released to the public anonymously had detailed conversations about having Mya killed.

  The theft of the baby was also brought up and written in headlines as a gruesome discovery. No matter how many ways Naomi and Davey denied the accusations nothing mattered in the end. Too much evidence and not enough finances could help their case. The manslaughter charge was from the terrible amount of drugs found in the dreadfully departed Toby. The compromising position that they were in paints the picture that they drugged him to be sure he got down with their freaky escapade.

  Even with Davey’s penis being indeed super-glued into his butt hole, according to evidence none of the glue was found. The medical examiner concluded that because the deceased had succumbed to a seizure it caused his internal muscles to spasm uncontrollably. Therefore locking Davey in painfully breaking his hardened shaft in the process, so he was forced to rip his member from its restraints. Hence the blood and missing flesh. Unfortunately for Davey his penis was unrepairable leaving him impotent for the rest of his life. In a way it was good for him because he has been rumored to no longer go by the name Davey but he is now known as Delicious. The other death row inmates take much pleasure causing his bitch side to surface on a nightly and daily basis.

  Naomi on the other hand was deposited in a maximum security prison filled with Big Bertha looking broads who was all too excited to see the infamous Naomi Clarkson grace their cell block. Of course her title as super-model was stripped because no one wanted to see prison orange on their runway. The press had a field day with the details of the case and all the information leading up to trial. Since she loved sex so much they gave it to her nice and hard on a regular basis.

  Even the guards played a part in breaking her spirit down to nothing. Anything they could ram into her open holes they would and then stand around watch her agony getting off on it. She had tried fighting back and soon got the notification that she was no match for the hardcore women in her new home. That would have been her last fight ever but they decided to spare her unconsciousness for they knew she would be transferred to safer unit if she blacked out. She didn’t deserve to live in protective custody, they made sure she was aware of that.

  ~

  “I don’t know if I’m comfortable with you being out there baby.” Barron said hugging Mya one last time before they would be separated until after his fight.

  “Why not? I’m surrounded by the family.”

  “It’s just, you never know when people may start pushing or something like that. You know what I mean?”

  “Fine Barron, I just wanted to be there for you but if it makes you feel better I will just stay in the hotel room and order it.” Mya said sadly. She didn’t mean to sound whiny but she didn’t want to be a burden to him either.

  “I’m sorry baby, I don’t mean to sound…”

  “It’s okay Barron, I get it. You are just looking out for me especially with the due date being so close.” Mya said cutting him off. “I don’t want to be a distraction, its fine.”

  “Mya, I don’t want you to feel like you are a distraction.”

  “But I would be if you were constantly thinking about me and our safety instead of beating the breaks off your opponent. Baby I want your full focus on the task at hand.”

  “You are truly wonderful.”

  “Why thank you. Oh and you know what else I am?”

  “What?”

  “Hot with anticipation of your big win so you can deliver your sexy ass back to me to put my fire out all night long.”

  “Damn baby, you can’t say shit like that when I’m about to go.” Barron chuckled.

  “Why not?”

  “No telling how bad I might beat the poor boy now, just so I can rush back to the room and tear that ass up.”

  “Oohhh Daddy in that case. I’ll make sure I wear something extra sexy then for the occasion. I bought something special just for tonight.”

  “Save it for another night. I want you NAKED. Naked, just like I like you propped up on those pillows, legs spread apart, primed, and waiting.”

  “Mmmmmm Daddy, she’s throbbing just thinking about it.” Mya rubbed her thighs together trying to relieve her pulsating clit.

  “Fuck it, I got five minutes.” Barron was thanking his lucky stars no one would be coming to their room. He had told them they would meet them in the lobby. Laying Mya back on the made bed, removing her panties and leggings in one smooth swoosh.

  “Barron what are you thinking about doing? You don’t have time…Mmm” Mya was trying to level with him until he dove into her sugary sweet walls with the determination to get his fill of her essence. They say no drugs are allowed in the ring during a match but he didn’t remember anyone saying anything about the natural all-healing drug of his wife’s honey tasting cum. “Oh shit, baby. YES!”

  “That’s right baby, cum for daddy.”

  “Oh…Ahhh…Ooooo, baby…” It wasn’t long at all before she was shooting her release into his awaiting, hungry mouth. He licked her clean while she let the aftershocks of her powerful orgasm sooth her wanton body.

  “That should tide you over until I get back. Remember, I want you naked and primed.”

  “Yes daddy, as you wish.” She purred and he growled hearing it.

  “I love you baby.”

  “I love you too.” Barron left feeling lighter than ever before. His tunnel vision was turned on full force, he had to bring his baby a win so they can celebrate the only way he could think of.

  ~

  “Congratulations Daddy…” Mya purred into the phone when Barron called.

  “Thank you baby.”

  “I’m waiting…”

  “Don’t make this harder.” Barron groaned. “That’s all I’ve been able to think about.”

  “I would rather prefer it to be hard. Wouldn’t you?”

  “So much is going on boo but I’m coming as soon as I can break free.”

  “How much longer? I don’t know how much longer I can wait.”

  “I’m coming baby.”

  “I would much rather watch you cum or tell me to my face at least.” She hinted continuing to turn him on.

  “Damn, I’ve created a monster.” He groaned.

  “That you have. I’m dripping wet just from watching you tonight. The power you exuding in the ring was all so… so… mm.”

  “Shit…” He hissed into the receiver. “How wet are you baby?”

  “So wet that I could put the lubrication business out of commission.”

  “Oh…” Barron said breathlessly.

  “I want to bring in the New Year oh so right…”

  “How so?”

  “I want you to make sweet passionate love mixed with animalistic head board banging, body rocking, straight fucking right into the new day of a new year. Can you do that for me daddy?”

  “Hell yeah…” He said on an outward breath as if he was holding his breath the entire time she was speaking. “I’m here baby… I’m here.”

  “Come and get it…” She hung up the phone and waited on baited breath. Soon she heard the beep of the key card with the door being slammed and locked shortly after. Watching Barron saunter into the dimly lit room with a purpose stripping with every step he made sent her over the edge. “I’m primed just as you requested.”

  “Stay just like that, the pillows will soften the blows I’m about to deliver.” Mya was basically in the birthing position with her back elevated by plenty of pillows, resting her bottom on her tail bone angling her womanhood upward, and her legs now resting around Barron’s torso. His thighs were nestled snuggly on either side of her back, gripping the headboard for support as he drove merciles
sly into his open erotic playground. She had asked for animalistic because she knew all too well he could deliver. At the angle they were connected he was beating down her g spot causing her to scream all sorts of explicit words. They discovered this position when experimenting ways to be in missionary without causing strain on her back and not smash the baby, needless to say it was worth the research.

  “Happy New Year baby.” Barron groaned in Mya’s ear as he was behind her while she braced herself on her knees holding onto the headboard in an upright position. Barron teased and titillated her hardened nipples as he rode wave after wave of pleasure from Mya riding him reverse cowgirl.

  “Happy New Year indeed.” She looked over her shoulder and kissed him. He returned it greedily. “I love you Barron.”

  “I love you Mya and I always will.” Barron realized he had fought a good fight indeed but in the end his ultimate competitor, love, knocked him out. Thankfully he wouldn’t trade this knock out for anything in the world. Not only was he the Ultimate Fight Club Heavyweight Champion but he also won a much better prize. The love of his life who also happens to be the mother of his child and if he can help it, many more children to come. The ultimate fight for love was well worth it.

  Epilogue

  Barron was the happiest man in the world at the moment, his magnificent wife had just given birth to his precious baby girl. Watching Mya take the pain like a true gee made him proud to call her his better half. She didn’t curse him out like they do in the movies as she held his hand through the pain. Never being more thankful for his high pain tolerance at the moment because the death grip she had on his hand was indeed deadly. He showcased more emotions than she did during the birthing process. Thankfully his mother still kept up with her certification as a midwife since Mya decided she wanted a home birth instead dealing with noisy hospitals. Too much could happen if they were there in her opinion. Barron wanted to give her whatever she wanted so he agreed to let his mother be the midwife and bring his girls through this experience safely.

  Sheila couldn’t have been more pleased with the decision to change their birthing plan to include her into the mix. Dr. Jacobs had no problem turning over all of Mya’s records to Sheila because he had checked out her license to be sure she would serve to be beneficial. Everyone who wanted to be a part of the birth was allowed to participate making the entire thing more special. Barron had walked with Mya, rubbed her lower back, held her steady as she positioned over the birthing ball, and when the time came to start pushing he held her legs. The very first cry his little angel let out his heart leaped by bounds and he almost panicked at the tears that fell from Mya’s eyes. She confirmed to him that she was just so happy to give him the gift of his own little replica of himself. Bianca Ava Anderson was born January 10th at one o’clock in the afternoon weighing nine pounds two ounces, and twenty-two inches long.

  “You did great baby.” Barron said to Mya after he helped her take a shower and change into more comfortable clothes. She was now propped up in their bed breast feeding their little blessing for the first time.

  “Thank you baby. You did great as well.”

  “I didn’t do anything.”

  “Yes you did. You were here.”

  “Of course I was, where else would I be?”

  “You could have been a number of places. You haven’t left my side in damn near two days when the contractions first started at low speed.” She giggled.

  “True. I’m officially retired so I can do that.” Barron joked. He had announced after his last fight that he was retiring from fighting for good.

  “I still can’t believe you actually went through with it.”

  “We talked about this before I even made the announcement.”

  “I know but still in the back of my mind I knew you didn’t really mean it. You came to that conclusion before you even fought. I just knew you would change your mind after you won. I mean you are the champion in your division.”

  “All the more reason to quit while I’m ahead.”

  “Barron, are you sure you’re not doing this for any other reason?”

  “What other reason would that be dear?”

  “You know I fully support your career right? I wouldn’t try and change anything about you that includes your profession. Your passion.” Barron looked at Mya’s concerned face and smiled. She didn’t know how much she really meant to him still. So many times he had heard from those bastards that was supposed to be his friends that she would try and change him. They had no clue what they were talking about. This woman, his woman, was spectacular.

  “You are so special to me. I am so blessed to have you in my life. You have given me the greatest gift with this little princess and no doubt bathed me in your love even when I was too stubborn to know it. You and Bianca are my world. I don’t ever want to miss a moment of my girl growing up and not to mention I can’t wait to see you swollen with many more of our babies.”

  “Aww baby, that’s so sweet. I feel the same way.” Mya said kissing Barron softly on the lips. “But you still didn’t answer my question.”

  “Didn’t I?”

  “No.”

  “I loved fighting but we all know it wasn’t going to last forever. I achieved my goal when I won the championship. Thanks to our impromptu one night stand and malfunctioned protection, I have also reached my ultimate goal. To marry a wonderful woman and start a family. I have everything I need and want right here. This is my lifelong passion, unconditional love everlasting.” Barron said sincerely. “The ultimate fight for our love was well worth every bit of the struggle. I now feel worthy of your love.”

  “You know I still have an overflow of hormones flowing through my body. The baby will soon think that’s all you do is make me cry.” Mya wiped away the tears that tried to pick up. “I love you so much, Barron.”

  “I know baby. I love you times infinity.”

  The two relaxed in each other’s presence enjoying the quiet with their little one before everyone was allowed in to visit with the happy family. Through all the drama, struggles, and the rain they made it to the finish line together. The haters that want nothing more than to split them apart hadn’t won and any others in the future better take a second guess. As the officiator who married them said in the end, "So they are no longer two, but one flesh. What therefore God has joined together, let no man separate." That was more than a threat it was a promise that Barron and everyone else who protects this union took to heart.

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Kanika K. Harris was born and raised in Little Rock, AR. She attended and graduated from the historical Little Rock Central High School in 1999. Kanika is married to her soul-mate and a mother of three rambunctious children. She currently spends her days writing and her nights alongside her husband of close to ten years building their businesses to be successful.

  Wanting to be an urban fiction novelist has always been a dream of Kanika’s and finally she is headed in the right direction with her first self-published novel being ‘Love Drug’. If she isn't writing she spends the remainder of her time with her church duties as the choir director and praise dance coordinator. With writing being the ultimate passion her laptop is a permanent attachment, going everywhere she goes. Every extra moment available in a day she spends jotting down ideas for the new books or finishing works in progress. During her journey as a writer she has developed all sorts of new found talents that she had no clue she was capable of. Although she considers herself as an urban fiction novelist she has uncovered her talents in writing in several other types of genres. This is only the beginning, stay tuned for what is to come.

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