As he lowered me back down to the couch, it was like time had almost stopped. Everything moved so damn slow.
I watched as Knight eased away from my sex.
Then he stood up.
Next thing I knew he was grabbing at his belt. He opened his belt and then opened his jeans. He pushed them down, showing me the healthiest and hottest cock I had ever seen. He was endlessly long and impossibly thick. Veins throbbing along his shaft, his spongy head looking ready to tear me open.
Knight grabbed at the root of his cock and nodded. “I need to fucking come, Priya. This has been building for too long.”
I shuddered and felt my pussy quiver. I wanted him deep inside me.
But we weren’t there yet.
Knight started to stroke himself but it felt wrong. So I grabbed for him. My fingertips touched the hard flesh of his shaft. My mouth fell open. I slowly caressed his cock as though it were a sacred object. Something I wasn’t supposed to touch. But I couldn’t help myself. Damn the temptation and enjoyment of sin.
I gripped him as hard as I could and pumped his cock. His left hand grabbed the top of the couch as he leaned over me. His right hand grabbed at my ribs and held there.
Our eyes locked as I stroked his cock.
From the steel-like of his shaft to the fleshy head of his cock. My thumb grazed over the ridge of his cock that separated tip from shaft. When I did that he let out a hissing sound. That part must have been very sensitive. So I stayed there. Gripping. Pumping. Feeling him thickening more and more.
“Goddamn,” he growled at me. “That’s fucking beautiful, Priya.”
I reached with my other hand. I touched between his muscular legs, touching his balls. They were fucking hard as rocks, so full of cum. I bit my lip, waiting and wanting him to coat me with his hot load. I didn’t care. I wanted to be a mess for him. The smell of his cum. The smell of my cum. Us together.
Knight thrust at my hand. I made the biggest O I could make and stopped moving for a few seconds. He started to fuck my hand. I felt his power and knew that was nothing compared to what he’d do to me if he was inside me.
Between my legs I was started to ooze again. I was wet, ready for another round of Knight’s tongue.
“Fuck,” Knight growled. “Get ready for me, sweetie.”
Sweetie.
I liked that. The way that just rolled off his tongue.
“Oh, Knight,” I purred. “Yes. Come all over me. Claim me. Save me.”
Our eyes locked again and there was a spark. A bigger spark.
Then Knight looked down.
So did I.
I watched the beautiful cock in my hand as I stroked him. I moved my hand from his balls to his leg.
Knight let out another groan and hiss.
His cock filled up and then he started to come.
I watched the opening of his cock spray the first shot of cum and hit my bare mound. I jumped and groaned, wanting more. More came, but this time he was out of control. My hand pulled back as the next shot of cum hit my shirt. The third sprayed at the couch. After that, I just pumped his cock as hard as I could, feeling his warm release sticking to my hand, dripping down to my shirt and my stomach.
That was the first night we really gave into temptation.
I knew it would only get hotter… wilder… and I knew that put us both in danger.
But I had no idea how much danger.
17
(priya)
*NOW*
I woke up and needed to take a few minutes to collect all my thoughts. For a moment I thought I was in a dream. Like one of those movies where the ending comes and it all meant nothing.
But this was very real.
I was in Knight’s bed. In his room. In his house.
I slowly took the covers off me. My belly was huge. My feet were sore. My back ached. The joys of being pregnant. Not to mention the urge to pee.
There were four doors in the bedroom. The second one I chose was the bathroom.
It was a huge bathroom. It was beautifully tiled with a lot of lights. There was an old fashioned claw bathtub. Then there was a shower that took up the back wall. The door was see-through and I saw there were shower jets everywhere.
I wanted a shower in that thing.
I used the bathroom and walked through the room to the door.
I couldn’t help but explore the upstairs, wanting to find the baby’s room.
I found it and Knight wasn’t kidding.
It was empty.
All empty.
I touched my stomach, wondering what the hell was going to happen.
I had a wicked affair with the man who was protecting me. I was pregnant with his baby. I tried to hide to save him but he found me. And wherever I went, trouble would quickly follow.
“What do you think?”
I screamed and jumped.
I turned and saw Knight standing there with a coffee mug.
“Shit,” I said.
“Sorry,” he said.
“I think… this room is empty.”
“That it is. I want you to fill it up. Order whatever you want and need for the baby.”
Before I could say a thing, Knight gave me the coffee mug. I sipped and it was delicious. Then I stared in disbelief.
“What?” he asked.
“I’m so confused.”
“I’ve got pancakes downstairs.”
“The big bad biker made me pancakes?”
“And coffee,” Knight said.
“And coffee,” I said.
“Just don’t tell anyone.”
I shook my head. “I must be dreaming.”
Knight got closer and slipped a hand behind my back. “So if you’re dreaming, then what does this mean?”
He went for the kill and put his lips against mine. I shuddered, fearing my pregnant morning breath would chase him away. But it didn’t. Knight kept kissing me. Over and over. Our lips smacking together for a few seconds before our tongues entered the picture.
Knight didn’t kiss me like he wanted to just fuck me… he kissed me like I was the mother of his baby. Trust me, there’s a big difference.
When he broke the kiss, he smiled. “Let’s get downstairs and figure this out.”
I was still in a whirlwind of shit as we went downstairs. To my surprise Knox was standing at the table, stuffing a pancake in his mouth.
“Morning, sunshine,” Knox said in a muffled voice.
“You can leave now,” Knight said.
Knox washed the pancake down with a drink of coffee. “I’m leaving. I’ll see you in chapel, brother. Big day today for us.”
They bumped fists and then Knox stopped at me. He pointed to my belly.
“What?” I asked.
“You got knocked up by some punk from the other side of the fence. The wrong side of the tracks.”
“He wasn’t afraid to make a move like you, Knox,” I said.
“Oh,” Knox said and slapped his chest. “You knew my interests were somewhere else.”
“Ana stole your heart from day one, huh?”
“I don’t think I ever had a heart, Priya. She always had it.” Knox winked. “Stay healthy. And get that thing out of you soon.”
“That thing… real nice,” I said.
Knox left the house and Knight pulled out a chair for me.
“Do I even ask?” I asked.
“Trying to work out our arrangement.”
“And what is that?”
Knight laughed. “I made a lot of money fixing up and selling cars, sweetie. I lived a weird life. After shit hit the fan with Damon… and you… I cashed it all in and bought a garage. There’s an old man that lives there. I keep him there rent free.”
“Like a stray cat?”
“Sure… if a stray cat cursed, shit himself, and watched porn all day.”
“That’s disgusting,” I said.
“That was my destiny, sweetie. I never gave up on you. I just distracted myself. Then I heard
about you being pregnant. I heard that Damon wanted my head. Nothing ever came of it. But I knew Damon’s situation. He always talked about his dick and balls.” Knight sat down. “Look, I’m going to keep this simple. That’s my baby. I’m going to be his or her father. I don’t know what you want. Or if you’re worried about Damon. Just tell me the truth so I can help. That’s why I patched in with the Reap. To find you. And to protect you.”
“You’re not getting paid this time, Knight,” I said.
Knight reached for my face, stroking my cheek. “Looking at you right now, that’s payment enough. That’s all I need. Tell me your side of the story.”
I touched Knight’s hand and kissed one of his fingers. “I’m ashamed for all that happened, okay? Damon was going to take you and kill you. That’s why I pushed you away. I really had no plan, Knight. I just wanted to keep my baby safe. Things with Damon…” I hung my head and felt the tears coming.
Knight moved from the chair. “Tell you what, sweetie. Pancakes first. Then we talk.”
“And a shower?” I asked. “I used the bathroom and I saw that shower.”
Knight smiled. “And a shower. Yes. But there’s only one thing…”
“What’s that?”
Knight stood and put his lips to my ear. “I’m going to join you in that shower…”
18
(knight)
*MONTHS AGO*
“It’s a pretty big house… are you… alone?”
I looked at the pencil neck realtor. “What?”
“I mean, is this a flip project? I only ask because I could help…”
“Give me the fucking listing,” I growled.
I tore the paper from the realtor’s hand and stared at the house.
It screamed Priya.
I was in a dirty old t-shirt and grease stained jeans. I was two shots in and shouldn’t have been driving. But fuck it. The old man found the house online in between his searching for the best deep throat videos and hottest threesomes.
Truth was… I had too much money.
I grew up poor and seeing cash in my bank account fucking made me uneasy. And, shit, when I finally found Priya, I wasn’t going to stick her in a shit apartment above my garage. Not with the smell of Al.
I walked to the front door and the realtor hurried to open it.
“So you’ve got five bedrooms, two and a half…”
“Just don’t talk to me,” I said and entered the house. “Better yet, just stay the fuck outside.”
I looked around the downstairs. My mind was already tinkering with ideas. Right out of high school I took a job at a construction company. I worked hard, learned a lot, and when the family of the company decided to fuck all the employees, I punched the owner in his fat nose and walked away. I did three months in jail for that though.
My bad.
I walked up the stairs and looked in all the bedrooms. At the end of the hall were two bedrooms side by side. I looked at them and envisioned something different. A gigantic master suite. Something for a princess to live in. That’s where I’d toss a ton of money. A dream room for Priya to unwind in.
I knocked on the wall that separated the two bedrooms. It would be the first wall I’d knock out. I’d do it all on my own. I’d stand there and punch the fucking wall over and over until my knuckles exploded open. I had to take two weeks to rest after that because of how swollen they became.
I walked down the stairs and went to the kitchen. I turned on the water for no reason. I looked to the backyard. I grinned. There was a wooden swing set in the back.
“Hey, listen… if I implied…”
“Does the swing set stay?” I asked.
“Uh, yeah. We can work that in the deal.”
I looked back at the realtor. “Here’s the deal. Full price, cash deal.”
“Cash…”
“Make the fucking call. I want to be in this house before the end of the month.”
The realtor raised an eyebrow. “Wow. You must really…”
“The house is sold,” I said. “We don’t need to talk anymore.”
I faced the window again. I pictured Priya holding our baby at the top of the slide. Me at the bottom.
Trust me, little one. I’ll always catch you.
I nodded.
The house wouldn’t bring Priya to me. I knew that. But it would kill time until I could find her.
And I would find her.
That shit she said to me to get rid of me? That was all a lie. I knew it. She was afraid. She was protecting herself. She was protecting the baby.
I loved her for it.
“Soon, sweetie,” I whispered, “I’m going to find you soon.”
19
(knight)
*NOW*
I watched the wide silhouette in my shower and I shook my head. She was fucking brilliant and beautiful. I ripped my shirt off and dropped my jeans. I stepped out, my cock already half thickening.
My cock slapped against my legs as I walked. I opened the shower door and stepped right inside.
Priya froze and looked back at me. She was nervous. Worried about how she looked because her body had changed so fucking much. That was insane. She should have been proud of her body and all that it was accomplishing.
“I wasn’t lying,” I whispered. “I can’t stand a beautiful woman alone in a shower.”
“And how many beautiful women were in here?” Priya asked.
“Only you,” I said. “This is all for you, sweetie. Sacred. Kept for you.”
“I’m far from beautiful though.”
I stepped up behind her. “Never say that. You feel my cock right now?”
“Yes,” Priya groaned as she moved her back, rubbing against me.
“That’s what you do to my cock.”
“That’s because you want to fuck me.”
I gently touched her cheek and turned her head so she was looking up at me. “I want to fuck you because you’re beautiful. Because of what you’re doing right now. Carrying my baby. Staying alive and surviving. That’s beautiful, sweetie.”
“Knight…”
“Let me tell you something,” I said. I moved my index finger to her lips. “These lips are mine.” I brought my hand down to her left breast. I cupped and flicked her nipple between my fingers. Then I spread my hand across her chest. “This heart is mine.”
Priya swallowed hard, putting her head back to my chest. She was melting into me. She was trusting me.
I eased my hand down to her big belly. It was the first time I touched her pregnant stomach. The first time I got to interact with my unborn baby. Oh, damn, I had so much time to make up with it.
Before that, little one, I have to take good care of Mommy.
“This belly… this baby… this is my baby. Our baby, sweetie. A baby we made together.”
“Our baby,” she whispered.
“That’s right,” I said. “And I’m not fucking done yet.”
I moved my hand again. From her very pregnant stomach down to between her legs. I felt Priya jump as my fingers eased against the wetness of her sweet pussy. I curled my middle and ring finger and pressed against her tender hole. She was ready for me, her pussy quivering as I sank my fingers into her.
Priya shut her eyes and let out a relieving groan.
“And this pussy, oh, sweetie, this pussy is all mine,” I growled.
Her eyes popped open and she nodded. “Yes. Yes, Knight. Please. I’ve waited so long for you.”
I eased my fingers out of her slick slit and up. My middle finger gently touched the swollen bud of her clit. Her hips quickly thrust. I grinned. I always knew right where she liked to be touched. I placed my finger harder to her clit and twisted. I pressed harder than I really needed to do, but it had been so long for us.
Priya thrust her ass back against me. She swiveled her back like she was belly dancer, rubbing my cock between me and her. I felt the first few drop of pre-cum leak out of the tip of my dick. Priya was the only woman
that could make me go from an epic fucking machine to a two minute pump chump. I couldn’t help it though when my heart and my cock got all twisted together.
I slid my fingers back down and touched her pussy again.
“Sweetie, I’ve fucking missed you. I bought this house for you. For our family together. Nothing is going to stop that. Nothing is going to change that. I promise you, sweetie.”
“I trust you,” Priya said to me. “I’m so sorry for what I did in all of this, Knight. I never…”
“Enough talking,” I said. “I need to fuck you right now. Tell me what makes you comfortable.”
Priya bit her bottom lip and ground her sweet pussy against my fingers. She then broke away from me and stepped forward. She put her foot up on a custom made seat in the corner of the shower. She then put her hands to the smooth walls and looked over her shoulder at me.
When she nodded, it was on.
I was finally going to fuck my girl again. Give her pleasure. Show her love.
My cock would finally get the one taste it had been craving.
I stepped up behind her again and grabbed the heavy root of my cock. I pumped my cock a few times and saw the clear liquid at the tip. I rubbed my cock against Priya’s left ass cheek, leaving a little streak of me, but it was quickly washed away by the water. She had all the damn water jets turned on. That was okay. This was all made for her.
I bent my knees and pressed my body against Priya’s. I rammed my thick cock against her center, feeling her beautiful labia stroking the top of my shaft. I placed the head of my cock against her and thrust forward. I was gentle, my right hand holding her curvy waist.
The last thing I wanted was to be too rough and cause any issues with my unborn baby. Then again, wasn’t there some old tale that sex helps to bring a woman into labor? That was fine by me. Just call me fucking Dr. Knight.
I pressed forward harder, entering Priya. I sank halfway into her sweet pussy and held there.
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