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Bonus Chapter Two


Keon’s POV.

My beautiful wife has been down the last few weeks. Just because she hasn’t gotten pregnant immediately, she’s worried that it means we can’t. I know she’s eager to start a family straight away, but she doesn’t realise that these things can take time.

I want a baby, too, but I hate seeing her so disheartened. I decide to pick up her favourite flowers and her favourite chocolate torte on the way home from work.

Leaving the shopping bags in the car, I kick the door closed with my foot. I’ll come get them after I’ve said hello to my wife. I enter the house and immediately spot Enna, waiting for me at the foot of the stairs.

She looks incredible. My eyes drop to the pink choker around her neck. The diamonds spelling ‘Daddy’ sparkle and shine at me.

Fuck. I’m hard already.

I stride towards her and pull her in for a kiss before I’ve even said hello.

I pull back and trace the letters with my fingers. That’s fucking hot.

“Is my babygirl feeling horny?” I ask her as I lean in to kiss her neck. She smells so sweet. “Are you trying to turn me on with that? Cause it’s working,” I confess to her.

She can probably feel my hard-on, pressing against her stomach. I take her hand and put it over my erection, letting her feel it properly through my trousers. She pulls her hand away and I pout.

“Actually, I wanted to tell you that, soon, I won’t be the only one calling you Daddy.”

I furrow my brows as I repeat what she says in my mind. No fucking way.

“Really? You’re pregnant?”

She grins at me and nods. Tears fill her eyes and I hug her as the spill down her face.

I shout my excitement and spin her around. My heart is fucking bursting right now. I wipe her tears away and kiss her nose.

“I love you, Mrs King.”

She wraps her arms around me and kisses my nose back. “And I love you, Daddy Keon.”

I chuckle and kiss her again. As always with my wife, I can’t resist deepening the kiss. She moans around my tongue and breaks the kiss.

“You’ve only just got home, you can’t fuck me already,” she whispers with a giggle.

I pout at her. “Says who?”

She rolls her eyes and takes a step back. “Well, now that I’m pregnant, we could probably take a break from the constant baby-making.”

My face drops and she bursts out laughing. “Seriously?” I ask despondently.

Enna shakes her head. “Obviously not, silly.”

I sigh with relief. “I’m going to grab the shopping.”

“Need any help?” She calls after me.

“Nope, you’re pregnant.”

I hear her scoff, but I bet, secretly, she loves hearing me say that. I’m grinning as I get the things from the car. My wife is pregnant with my baby. And I’m definitely getting my dick sucked tonight after she sees the flowers and dessert I’ve bought her in these bags.

I’m so lucky.


“I look like a beached whale.”

I roll my eyes at my wife’s comment. “You do not, you look gorgeous,” I tell her and kiss her temple.

She scoffs and turns this way and that in the mirror, checking out her reflection. Of course she’s bigger, the woman is nine months pregnant for fuck’s sake. There’s a whole other human inside her. But she’s still perfect and stunning and sexy and my wife.

“Remind me why we’re going out for dinner,” she snaps irritably.

I resist the urge to chuckle. Laughing only pisses her off more. “Because you’re past your due date and spicy food helps,” I comment as I fix my tie.

“Why couldn’t we just get a takeaway?” She whines.

“Because you wanted to get out of the house and you said the walk can help induce labour, too.”

She scowls loudly. “You’ve got an answer for everything.”

I lean over and kiss her again. That shuts her right up. Fully pregnant and still my little nympho. Trust me, we’ve been trying sex to induce labour, but nothing’s worked.

“Come on,” I usher her out of the house, and we start on the ten minute walk to the restaurant.

Part-way down the street, Enna stops.

“Ugh, baby, my buckle isn’t done properly. Can you do it, please?” She asks, gesturing to her shoe.

“Of course.”

I drop into a crouch and start fiddling with the small buckle. My eyes widen as I see liquid running down my wife’s leg. There’s some blood mixed in with it.

“Uh, Enna? Did you just pee a bit?” I ask her cautiously.

She groans and I look up to see her clutching her stomach.

“That’s my waters, you idiot!” She snaps with her eyes closed. “They just broke. Fuck. Take me back to the house!”

I jump to my feet and sweep her into my arms. I hurry back to the house, carrying the two most precious things in my world in my arms.

Fuck. We’re having a baby.


The screaming sound of crying comes through the baby monitor and echoes around the room. I groan and rub my eyes.

“Remember when I said I want a baby?” Enna mumbles next to me.

“Yeah?” I respond gruffly.

I roll over to see her eyes are still closed as her head lays on the pillow.

“Regrets on that,” she comments, making me chuckle.

“You don’t mean that, you love her,” I reply and sit up in bed. “I’m on it.”

“Of course I don’t, she’s the best thing to happen to us...when she’s quiet,” she groans. “Ugh, you’re the best, I love you.”

I pull on a pair of joggers and walk next door to the nursery. The night light gently illuminates the cot, where our six-month old is crying hysterically. I coo at her as I scoop her up in my arms and hold her close. It takes some rocking and bouncing, but she settles down.

Once she’s stopping crying, I change her nappy and carry her downstairs to get her a bottle. I cradle her in my arms on the sofa as she chugs her milk. Her huge brown eyes blink up at me, staring right into my soul.

This tiny little angel has my heart. Utterly and completely.

After she’s finished her bottle and her eyes have started drooping again, I carry her back upstairs. I settle her in her cot and make sure the light on the baby monitor is still blinking.

When I come back into the bedroom, I expect my wife to be asleep. Instead, she is laying seductively on top of the duvet. I stop in my tracks, and she smirks.

“What? You didn’t think I was going to go back to sleep without saying thank you, did you?” She asks coquettishly.

She climbs from the bed and saunters over to me. I can barely get my brain into gear. She pulls down my joggers, leaving me naked. She drops to her knees and takes my cock into my mouth.

That snaps me out of it.

“Enna,” I groan her name as she takes me all the way.

I feel my cock hit the back of her throat and pleasure shoots through my balls and my dick. Fuck, that feels good. She moves her head back and forth, sucking me like only she can. I bury my fingers in her hair and hold onto her as she blows my mind.

My balls tuck up against my body and I feel the tell-tale tingling in the base of my spine. I pull myself out of her mouth before she can make me cum.

Enna jumps to her feet and pulls her silky nighty off. Her body, slightly changed from her pregnancy, is just as fucking hot as it’s always been. If not hotter, because her curves are even fuller. She smirks and turns around. She bends over the bed and looks at me over her shoulder.

“Fuck me, Daddy?” She asks sweetly.

I groan and fist my cock. “How can I say no to that?” I respond, my eyes locked onto her pussy.

I walk over to her and line my cock up with her pussy. With one thrust, I’m inside her. I groan and rest my forehead on her back.

As tight as ever.

She takes me perfectly. It’s like we’re made for each other. Enna moans as I start to move, fucking her smoothly. Her hips have the perfect dip in them, just the right size for me to place my hands in, the perfect hold.

I pound into her, not going gentle because I know she doesn’t like that.

I love her more than life itself, but I fuck her like I hate her.

Just the way we like it.

Our relationship has always been sweet and perfect, but our sex life has always been dirty and rough. It’s the best combination. As we climax together, I think again, how lucky am I?

“I love you, babygirl,” I tell her when we’ve caught our breath back.

“I love you, Daddy Keon.”


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