Dragon

Chapter Two

Maria's Point of View

  I stare at the closed wooden door, it felt like he shut me out. I glance back at the guest bedroom, a twin bed against the wall, a nightstand, and a closet. I was surprised that he even bothered putting a bed in his guest room. He also passed out at someone's else house, never his own.
  I walk over to the bed and see it is made, but I don't trust how clean it is, so I strip the bed. I would clean them after Roman's laundry got finished. I walk to the kitchen and see everything a mess. There are dishes piled high on the sink, the counter look sticky, and floors look dirty. Did he even clean at all?  I take a calming breath, walking over to the sink, putting the dirty dishes on the counter.
  I begin to wash the dishes, soon running out of room in the dish rack for them to dry. I walk to his bathroom and grab a folded towel before setting it on the counter, finishing up the rest of the dishes.
  I open up the refrigerator before quickly closing it, something inside was making me nauseous. I make a mental note to talk to Roman about that. I look at his stove and see burnt food bits all over it.
   I grab the only cleaning supplies he has under the kitchen sink, commit and a scrubber before going at it on the stovetop.
  I walk to the bathroom and see an old towel, one that was well past it's prime. I look at the washer and realize that it is finished washing. I set the towel on top and pull out the clothes from the stackable washer and dryer.
  I start the dryer before putting my sheets into the washer, putting them on normal. I turn around and see Roman with tasseled hair and hooded eyes. His was still wearing just a pair of boxers. 
  I watch his mouth move, "What the hell are you doing Maria? You should be asleep." His eyebrows ate arched, arms crossed.
  I motion to the washer and towards the kitchen. I pick up the old towel and motion to the trash. He scrunches his eyebrows in confusion, " You are cleaning? You are pregnant and shouldn't be doing that."
  I stomp and glare, pushing past him, right to where I left my notepad I'm the room scribbling down what I had to say.
   I am capable of cleaning at three months pregnant. I am capable of many things. Now we will just live separate lines until I can move back home. Mom doesn't want me by myself and Wolf is afraid for my health. You weren't even worried about me after you fucked me. So, just clean out the damn refrigerator. I'll find a job tomorrow and we will not have to see each other.

  I turn around and shove the note at him, before storming to the living room, picking up trash. There were a dozen or so beer bottles and even more fast food take-out.
  I jump when someone grabs my arm, knowing it is Roman I turn around. He is glaring at me before crumbling the note and tossing it to the kitchen. "You are carrying my unborn children. I can clean my own damn apartment, you just need to fucking rest. You'll be with more for at least two weeks, and you are not to leave this apartment unless I am with you or your brother. My family has a curse with women. I don't need my pregnant girlfriend getting hurt."
  I push him away from me and pick up a pillow off the couch, hitting him with it as hard as I can. He really thought he could rule me and call me his girlfriend.
  The pillow is pulled away from me, " What the hell, Maria?" Roman holds the pillow out of reach, his face plastered in anger.
  I grab my notepad
     I am not your fucking girlfriend. You left me right after you took my virginity. You didn't even try to talk to me. Then you showed up at your Dad's barbeque with another fucking girl.
  You can go fuck yourself for all I care.

  I throw the note at him, watching him struggle to catch it. It takes him a moment to read it before he pulls me into his arms, and pressing his mouth over mine. I freeze as his hand fills up with my breast.
  I pull him closer to me, biting his lower lip. I feel the vibration of what I could only think could be a moan. His mouth moves to my neck, gently kissing and biting. I move my hands down his chest to the hem of his pants.
  Roman grabs my wrist and sets it on his shoulder. He pulls back and looks at me" You are mine, Sweetness. You are the mother of my unborn child and my girlfriend. Let me know when you want me to prove it to you. Now get your ass to the bedroom and sleep. I will order food in a little while and wake you up."
   I shake my head no, putting my hand over the one he still had on my breast. I feel his body move, and my feet are off the floor. I end up on the couch. Roman falls to his knees before shoving mine apart.
  One hand pushed my shirt up, I sit up to pull it over my head. I see the smile on Roman's face at my slightly larger breast. He pulls my bra down and watches my breasts fall out.
  He leans forward before taking a nipple in his mouth, his other hand finding their way through the leg hole of my underwear. I jerk from the pleasure of his finger gently sliding into me and the lite nip of his teeth on my sensitive breast.
  My hips move to hump his finger, he slowly adds a second before moving his hand as well. My head falls back as his thumb finds my clit. I jerk before my fingers find their way to his hair, pulling lightly.
  I jerk one last time as he adds a third finger and I come. He continues to prolong my orgasm. I eventually grab his wrist to stop of he brings me to another orgasm.
  Roman leans back, smiling as his stick his fingers in his mouth one at a time, sucking my juices off of his fingers. I shutter again before my eyes get droopy.  Roman pushes me to my side, before walking to his room and coming back with a throw blanket.
  I see a tent in front of his boxers when he pulls the blanket to my shoulders. I set my hand gently on it. Roman jerks away before he bends down, kissing my forehead, " Sleep, Maria, well talk more when you wake up."
  I nod my head before allowing myself to drift off promising myself that I would repay the debt.