Bratva Queen (complete)

Epilogue

(DPOV)

It had been eight months since my Roza's nineteenth birthday party. Eight months of my pregnant wife, her hormone fluctuations, mood swings, food cravings and her massively increased sexual appetites.

Since the first time that my wife and I ever made love we have always longed, even hungered for each other's touch. We made love a few times during the day in the shower in our office, almost every day. And at night about three or four times.

But after she got pregnant... we were hardly ever in the office. We had to do almost everything over the phone and computer, because her sex drive had quadrupled. And since hers did so did mine. We have spent five of the last eight months in bed at least seventy-five percent of the time.

I had never known a woman who could keep up with me sexually but my Roza certainly did. And now that our sex drive had escalated... I had decided that I wanted my wife pregnant as often as possible. I remembered with a chuckle the day I actually told her that.

*FLASHBACK*

"Roza, what would you think if I said that I want you pregnant as much as possible?" I enquired with a raised eyebrow.

She looked down at me from where she sat on my hips, both of us having just climaxed yet again.

She smiled, laughed and asked, "why?"

I gave her my sexiest smile and wiggled my eyebrows at her. "Because I am quiet loving the effect that your being pregnant is having on our sex drive."

She busted out laughing. "Are you serious?"

"Well, that and being pregnant makes your beautiful breasts just that much bigger. And you know just how much I love your boobs mladenets." (babe)

"I thought we were going have three children take a break, then discuss whether or not we wanted more children." She said as she lay her head down on her hands that were folded across my sternum.

"That was the plan, yes. But then I found out how much your being pregnant raises our sex drive."

She laughed again. "You don't think that our sex drive is high enough when I'm not pregnant? I mean seriously Mitya, when I'm not pregnant we have sex more than half a dozen times a day."

"True. But when you are pregnant we have sex two or three times as often. And I reallyyyy like that."

"All right how about this, if Tasha isn't dead before I go into labor, then after our baby is born we take the time off and find her ourselves. I want her dead before I get pregnant again if that is at all possible."

"Ok, I can agree to that."

"After we deal with Tasha, how about if we do this. We don't use any type of preventative measures and we let God decide when we get pregnant."

"For how long Roza?"

"That is up to you. Remember you are the one who is  going to have to stand by watch and listen to me have to go through labor. Are you going to be able to deal with me being in that much pain very often?"

"I hate you being in pain." I growled.

She giggled, "I know, but there are no children without labor Mitya."

I sighed, "lets just go with our original plan."

"Just because I won't be pregnant all the time doesn't mean that we can't have sex as often as we want to. We are married after all."