Sounds like a Fantasy

Chapter 48

Zed's POV

My tux is still strewn across the room, her dress draped carefully on the armchair. We collapse into the mattress with a sheen of sweat covering our bodies. I immediately pull her back against my chest, burying my nose in her snow-white hair.

She giggles, snuggling back into me. A euphoric smile tugs at my lips even through my panting.

"Can't get enough, huh, Mr. Necrodopolis?" She teases. My arms tighten around her waist, my hands flat against her growing tummy.

"I will never get enough of you, Mrs. Necrodopolis." I breathe beside her ear. And I don't miss her shiver.

She weaves her arm around my neck to pull my lips closer to hers, kissing me soft and deep. Already my member begins to stir to life where it rests against her backside. It's involuntary twitch alerting her of my arousal, again, and she giggles, turning in my arms to kiss me softer.

"I'm sorry, My Love, but I need a little break." She apologized, lips still brushing mine. I tighten my hold, hugging her against my chest, and kiss the top of her head.

"I'll wait as long as you need," I assure, feeling her muscles relax in my arms. I smile as I crane my neck down to kiss her lips with just a brush. "Gar garziga, Addison." Her features soften with love and adoration up at me.

"Gar garziga, Zed." She whispers.

My lips tug even more, my heart swelling with love. And I don't know if it's my own or hers or both but I don't care either. I would go to the ends of the Earth for this girl if she asked me to. Lasso the moon and give it to her and only her. She is my everything.

My train of thoughts is derailed by the growl that rumbles in her stomach.

"Oh my god! So embarrassing!" She whines, burying her face in my chest. I chuckle and plant a kiss on her scalp, rubbing her back comfortingly.

"Don't be. You're eating for three!" I tease, earning a playful slap to the shoulder and a sweet giggle that I love so much. I laugh and peck her lips one more time before scooting out of bed.

Addison groans, grabbing the soft cotton sheets and tugging them over her chilling skin. "Come back! It's cold!" She complains. I chuckle again, pulling up some athletic shorts.

"I'm gonna make us some lunch and then I'm all yours, Beautiful!" I lean across the mattress and she stretches up to meet my lips.

"Don't take too long. You're looking mighty delicious in those shorts." She says, biting her bottom lip as she watches me walk towards the door.

"What happened to needing a break?" I tease, already halfway down the hall out of the bedroom.

"Well, now round 3 sounds pretty nice!" She shouts back, making me laugh again.

I head for the kitchen and pour her a glass of orange juice while she waits, setting it on the nightstand beside her while she flicks through the tv stations to find something to watch. She pauses to thank me with another sugary sweet kiss (that I would never turn down) before I'm heading back to start lunch.

I decide on grilled cheese sandwiches with cauliflower brain chips on the side. These brain chips have become one of her favorite pregnancy cravings, after all. And finish off the meal by cutting up some strawberries, sprinkling a little sugar over the top as a light dessert.

"Addy! Lunch is ready, Baby!" I call, carrying our plates to the table, then grab the bowl of fruit.

I turn just in time to see Addison walking out, tying the silky white robe around her waist. My mouth immediately starts to water. And it wasn't because of the food. I can see her perky nipples through the thin fabric and her smooth thighs exposed from its short length.