Having His Baby

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Copyright 2015, Shyla Colt

Dedication

For all of the Dueling Devils fans out there who couldn’t get enough of Demon and Ardy, this is for you. Your support means everything. <3

Having His Baby

By

Shyla Colt

D
emon leaned back against the bed frame and feigned watching the television as his wife paced from one side of their room to the other. Ardy paused in front of the window, and he took in her still form.

She was agitated, but there were no signs of stress or pain. Three days past her due date, she was miserable and insanely emotional.

He learned the hard way to approach her with caution after she bit his head off when he asked her how she was feeling.

“I can tell this is your child. She’s a little demon for sure, ignoring her birthdate and forgoing her arrival.”

Demon grinned.
So, she’s not pissed at me right now.
“Look at it this way, when she’s older, and she doesn’t follow the crowd, we’ll appreciate the trait.”

Ardy snorted. “You mean if she
ever
decides to come out.”

He laughed. “One way or another babe, she’s coming out.”

“Yeah, tell her that. If she’s like this about everything, it’s going to be a long road to eighteen.” Ardy pouted.

A twinge of sympathy passed through him. “Sounds like another strong female I know.”

She turned to face him and placed her hands on her hips. “Your subtleness is lost on me.”

“I wasn’t trying to be subtle darling,” he drawled.

She rolled her eyes and shifted her weight. “You’re feeling brave tonight.”

“Yeah. How are you feeling?” he asked, studying her.

“Well, other than the fact that I’m carrying around a bowling ball that makes my back hurt, and my pelvis feels about ready to break…I’m good.” Emotions flickered in her eyes and disappeared before he could identify.

Is this another mood swing?

A sly smile curved her full lips up while her lashes fluttered.

She’s about to ask me for something.
He’d become a damn sucker. This last month, he’d been unable to deny her much of anything when she was working so hard to nurture his daughter.

“There is something you could do to make me feel better,” she purred.

Her voice held a sensual tone he hadn’t heard in over a month. “You want a back massage?” he asked in a teasing tone.

“Not quite.” She walked toward him, stalking him with a sensual stride that was all hips.

His cock stirred and pressed against the zipper of his jeans. He found her to be even more beautiful while swollen with his child. Her skin glowed, her breasts overflowed in his hands and the knowledge that she carried a life they created, woke some cave man instinct. He moved to the edge of the bed and opened his legs.

She stepped between them, and he gripped her hips. “I heard of something that can induce labor,” she said coyly. She placed her hands on his knees and learned forward.

Demon pecked her lips. “Like castor oil?”

She scowled. “No, something more pleasant and hopefully…more enjoyable.”

He hid his chuckle. “What’s that?” he asked, picturing another late night trip to the store for an odd list of items.

“Cum.”

The word leaving her lips lit a fire inside him. It’d been weeks since they made love. This last month had left her uncomfortable and self-conscious. He understood, so he kept his mouth shut.

She ran her hands up his legs and massaged his thighs. “What do you think, D? We can have a little fun, and you can fill me up.”

He groaned. “Babe, I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t.” She nipped his bottom lip. “I need you and this. To remind me that I’m more than an incubator.”

He softened at her words. With her, he wasn’t the bad ass biker who ran the Dueling Devils. He was a man with a wife and family. She’d brought something he’d been missing in his life. A sense of stability and love…real love. The kind that didn’t come with conditions, or a demand that he be anything more than what he was. Club had to come first, but so did she. The two tied for first place in his mind. Balancing the shit pushed him to the brink of insanity, but it was worth it. “You are more.” He ran his hands up and skimmed her breasts with his fingers. The hardened buds strained against her sundress. “You know I’m going to give you what you need, don’t you?” he asked, rolling her nipples between his fingers.

“Yes,” Ardy whimpered. She let her head fall back, and curls cascaded down her back as she silently offered herself up.

He leaned in and nipped at her neck. She shuddered, and he sucked the skin into his mouth, marking her. The heat rolling off her body drove him into a frenzy. He pulled away and yanked the straps down her arms, baring her full breasts. He latched onto her distended nipple and moaned.
So fucking sweet.
He massaged her other breast, careful not to be too rough. Everything on her was sensitive, which he loved. Her hushed gasps and whimpers drove him insane.

She speared her fingers through his hair and yanked.

He bit her nipple gently.

She screamed and convulsed.

Leaning back, Demon smoothed the dress down along her body. It landed in a pile on the ground, and he moved from the bed kneeling in front of her. Kissing her round belly, he hooked his thumbs into the sides of her underwear and pulled them down. “You smell so fucking good right now, babe. I need to taste you.” She stepped out of her panties, and he helped her onto the bed.

She was a fertile goddess with her legs spread wide, her cunt glistening and her eyes burning dark with desire.

Demon climbed onto the bed and licked a path up her wet slit. Her sweet flavor coated his tongue. He circled her silky folds with his tongue, flicking the hardened nub. She buried her fingers in his hair and pulled his face closer. He hummed and her hips bucked. She clamped her thighs around him, and he thrust his tongue into her core.

“Jonah.”

The sound of his given name rolling of her tongue had his dick harder than granite. He tongue fucked her pussy, giving her a preview of what he planned to do with his cock. He pulled his lips away long enough to urge, “That’s it, baby, come for me.”

Ardy dug her nails into his scalp. Her muscles clamped around him, and she came, hard.

He swallowed her sweetness down, laving her as she continued to tremble. “You doing okay?” he asked when he surfaced for air.

“Mmm-hmm.” She moaned.

He laughed and placed a kiss on the inside of her thigh before he shed his boxers. He returned to the bed and stroked his aching cock to find some release. Pre-come leaked from his tip.

She propped herself up on her elbows and watched him.

“You like to watch me like this, don’t you?” he asked, falling into the hungry pools of her eyes.

“You know I do.” Her cheeks turned a dusty pink.

Demon smirked. After all they’d done, she still held a portion of innocence. It was something he hoped she would never lose. “You ready for me?” he asked pausing in mid stroke.

“Yes.”

“Then let’s get you on all fours.”

They got her settled with pillows under her swollen stomach, and he caressed her full ass. “Damn, I don’t know what I like best right now, your ass, or your breasts babe.” He kissed his way down along her spine and reached between her legs to play with her clit. “You have no idea how beautiful you are right now…full of my baby.” She rolled her hips. A fresh gush of her juices told him she was more than ready to receive him. He gripped his base and eased his tip into her tight channel. “So tight and wet for me. You want this just as much as I do, don’t you Ardy?”

“Oh—God, yes.” She pushed back against him.

Demon drove home. They both cried out. She flexed, and he gritted his teeth, struggling to keep from pounding into her pussy. He gripped her hips and together, they found a steady rhythm. The slap of their skin and the scent of her sex narrowed his world to the feel of her wrapped around him, and the breathy cries she released. Her muscles contracted. His balls drew up, and as she toppled over the edge, he followed. He pulled out, moved them onto their sides and stroked her hair. “You okay?”

“Mmm-hmm.”

“Think you can sleep?” he asked while spooning her.

“I’d better, cause there’s no way I can move right now.” Her voice was heavy with sleep.

Carefully, he leaned over, so he could see her sweet face.

Her eyes were half-lidded, and her face looked peaceful.

Demon felt satisfied that he was responsible for this brief serenity. If nothing else, she would get a good night of sleep.