Threes company, fours a crowd (BOOK 3)

Pre tour warm up

✨ONE MONTH LATER✨ (12 weeks)

Harry and the boys were going on tour again in a few days and this time with the new album on the set list. Y/n wasn't feeling well, being twelve weeks pregnant. Thankfully Harry was helping a lot with Darcy and she could relax. Her tests all came back great and everything was confirmed normal. She knew how hard it was to have a baby on tour but being pregnant AND have a baby? It was going to be rough on her. She was having headaches and her sense of  smell  was ridiculous. Her and Harry was getting ready to leave for tour and she smelled bacon. "Y/n I made that three hours ago how do you still smell that?" Y/n shrugged her shoulders and continued her packing. "It might be on your clothes or something." Harry looked at her and pulled out his shirt. "Smell me." Y/n sniffed his shirt and gagged. "That smells like bacon. That's nasty." Harry smelled his own shirt, not smelling much of anything. Y/n went to check on Darcy who was asleep thank goodness. She walked back to the bedroom and found Harry laying across the bed on his phone. "You are getting a lot done." Harry smiled and put his phone down. "I know. Come lay with me." Y/n got on Harry's back and started rubbing it. Starting at his neck and landing in the middle. "Oh my god,  please don't stop." Y/n rubbed his back more and then fell on him, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Well hello. How are you?" Y/n put her face in Harry's neck, giggling. "Pregnant. But feeling pretty good." Harry kissed her arms and hands. Somehow he managed to turn around and have Y/n straddle him. "You're glowing again. I love when you're glowing like this." He put his hands on Y/n's belly and held them there. "What do you think this one is?" Y/n wasn't sure. "I don't know honestly and I don't care . As long as we have a healthy baby. By the way I wanted to talk to you." Harry gripped onto her hips. "I don't want a big wedding. Like at all. Personally, I want it to be only like 40 people. I don't want it out to the press. I want to enjoy being married without the entire world knowing." Harry looked Y/n in the eye knowing how serious she was. "That's perfect to me. I don't want a big wedding either. Hell we could do it literally anywhere. We already have a cake so ya know we have to have that." Harry smiled and puffed out his lips, signaling Y/n to give him a kiss. She smiled and leaned in, giving in to to Harry. They kissed and Y/n fell on Harry, him touching her all over. His hands traveled over her butt and went to her boobs. She started kissing his neck and he moaned slightly. "Dammit." She sucked on his neck and he didn't know what to do with his hands all of a sudden. He was just hoping and praying Darcy didn't wake up. Y/n slid down Harry's body and discovered Harry had a problem. She touched the raised spot in his pants. Her sex drive was wild right now. Harry didn't want to beg but he needed her. She didn't even look at him and she pulled his pants down making his cock spring out and almost hit her in the face. Her tongue slid up and down on his shaft making Harry pant and sweat. She loved teasing and that's what she was doing. "Come on, baby. Suck it." Y/n took him in her mouth and it all went in to the back of her throat. Harry grunted and wanted her to go faster. She did and almost too fast making him a little sensitive. He moaned grabbing the sheets and her hair. She let go with a pop and looked him in the eye. She didn't have time to think and Harry had her on her back. "Hm. You're a tease, aren't you? Cute. Very cute." Harry kissed her, pushing his tongue into her mouth and at the same time pushing inside of her, making her gasp. "Oh fuck." Harry thrusted in and out, grunting and moaning. For some reason sex felt ten times better while pregnant. Both feeling waves upon waves of pleasure. Harry pushed all the way into Y/n, holding her legs on his shoulder, making it go as deep as he could go. Y/n laid in ecstasy, getting pounded into next year. She watched Harry fuck her, taking in everything about him. His jawline, so square and sharp. His hair , growing and reaching just beyond his shoulder. She put her hands in it and pushing Harry's head toward her. Their lips met and Harry thrusted harder, causing Y/n to whimper with pleasure. She put her hands on his back and scratched it causing Harry to hiss. Harry and Y/n looked each other in the eyes and Y/n reached up and touched his face slightly. Harry's eyes rolled into the back of his head, and Y/n felt warmth take over her and pleasure. Harry almost fell on her but pulled out and laid beside her. "We really need to do that more." Y/n laughed and agreed, hearing Darcy starting to cry.