Mafia Prince

As Long As I Have A Soul

None POV:

As Adrien got the news, his coldness melted away. A grin spread across his face, his eyes lighting up with pure joy.

Without a second thought, he scooped Marinette up in his arms, twirling her around. Her delighted giggles filled the place, a sound that made his heart beat faster.

As he set her down gently, Adrien knelt in front of her, placing a tender kiss on her belly.

Marinette's hand tangled in his hair, her fingers brushing through the soft strands as she gazed down at him with a smile. The sight of her husband on his knees, so vulnerable and tender, brought tears to her eyes.

Seeing her emotional, Adrien quickly stood up, wiping away her tears with his thumb. He placed a soft kiss on her temple

Adrien: don't cry, love. I promised myself you would never cry

Marinette: n-no, no, these are happy tears, Adrien. I'm just so... happy.

Adrien: how had you know?

Marinette: you remember when I told you that I'm going to Zoe?

Adrien: yes

Marinette: I went to her to ask her some questions because I doubted I'm pregnant. I was so weak this morning, I eat a lot, and in the bathroom, I threw up so she just asked one of the bodyguards to buy us a test when you were busy in call and I find out I'm pregnant. I tried three tests

Adrien: fuck

With a playful grin, she grabbed him by the collar and pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss. The intensity of her kiss took him by surprise, but he eagerly responded, savoring the taste of her lips.

Marinette's kisses trailed down to his jaw, then to his neck. She sucked and bit at his skin, leaving marks that made him groan in pleasure.

As she pulled back, she looked at him with a cheeky smile, breathlessly confessing,

Marinette: sorry, it's just... my hormones

She made adrien chuckle, a low. He cupped her face, their foreheads touching, as he murmured,

Adrien: hormones or not, I'll take all of you, anytime. You want me to fuck you right here on this yacht?

Marinette bit her lower lip, a flush creeping up her cheeks. Without breaking eye contact, she began slipping out of her clothes.

Adrien's gaze darkened with hunger, his eyes tracking every motion. He bit his lip as she revealed more of her skin

Finally, she stood before him in nothing but her thongs, her eyes locked onto his. She took a step closer

Marinette: yes, Adrien. I want you to fuck me right here. Make me feel you deep inside, like you own me.

He closed the distance between them, his lips crashing onto hers sending shivers down her spine. As their tongues danced together, Adrien's hands roamed her body, mapping out every curve and dip.

Marinette pulled back just enough to kiss along his jawline, then moved to his neck. She sucked on his skin, hard enough to leave a mark. Adrien groaned, making her smirk, and keep marking him as hers.

She began to undo his dress shirt, her fingers trembling slightly with excitement. As she pushed the fabric off his shoulders, revealing his muscular chest, she bit her lip, clearly appreciating the view.

Her hands traced the contours of his muscles. Marinette's fingers then moved to his belt, unbuckling it. She pulled his pants down, revealing the growing bulge in his boxers as she looks up at him with a wicked smile