LOVE'S QUAGMIRE [18+]

Chapter 52: Brian

Zephyr's POV~

I stepped into the room, closing the door softly behind me. The darkness was calming as I flicked on a warm light above the bed, and my face softened when I saw her—my beautiful wife, fast asleep, snuggled up to my pillow.

Whatever had me riled up earlier didn't matter anymore. 

I chuckled quietly, sitting down on the bed beside her.

 She had been missing me, waiting for me, and eventually drifted off with my pillow, still holding onto the scent of me.

I leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to her cheek, then carefully slipped off her top. Her chest rose and fell with each breath, her belly moving with it, and I couldn't help but smile.

 I rested my face against her bare stomach, closing my eyes and just feeling that tiny life growing inside her.

My bean.

I'm so damn excited to hold my baby boy.

Yes, it would be a boy for sure. 

I need a son, and my gut tells me it's going to be one. It has to be. 

I want him to be like me—strong, independent, powerful, and damn handsome. He'll be my little man, and I'll give him everything he could ever want, everything I never had. He'll have all the love I missed out on from my own father.

Daphne mumbled something in her sleep, pulling me out of my thoughts. 

I glanced up and couldn't help but chuckle again. Even in her sleep, she's so damn adorable.

 My eyes drifted to her breasts, round and perfect, practically begging for my attention. I unclasped her bra, revealing those delicious nipples, already perked up. Without thinking twice, I took one into my mouth, sucking and molding the other with my fingers.

She stirred slightly beneath me, and I knew she was enjoying this, even in her dreams. That thought made me smile, so I sucked harder, biting down just enough to make her moan softly in her sleep.

 I released her nipple, my desire growing, and slid her trousers and panties down in one smooth motion. I quickly removed my own clothes and hovered over her, ready to make her feel every bit of the love and passion she deserved.

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Daphne's POV~

I woke up feeling something strange covering me. As my eyes flew open, a scream escaped my mouth, only to be immediately stifled by a hand.

"Quiet down, butterfly, unless you want the whole house to know exactly what we're doing," Zephyr whispered, his body pressed against mine. His hair was tousled over his forehead, and his hand was clamped over my mouth. 

My eyes widened in shock as I quickly turned my head away.

No way would I ever be ready for this. I realized, with a rush of panic, that I was naked.

 Zephyr's hand roamed over my body, and my heart pounded with fear.

"Be a good girl and keep that pretty mouth quiet," he ordered, his finger pressed to my lips.

He removed it after a while and his hand traveled down to touch me there. I felt tears welling up. I grabbed his hand, my desperation clear. 

He looked up at me, irritation flashing across his face.