“I’m sorry I fucked up the math. I’m sorry I keep fucking up with us. I’m sorry this isn’t what we planned,” I rambled again.

“Are you sorry you’re pregnant?” he asked again.

“I—No,” I answered, a sudden calmness settling inside me as I thought about his question. “I want this pup. I want this pup with you,” I clarified, wrapping my arms around my stomach as my new reality finally registered.

I was pregnant. I was going to have a pup, and it was Chris.’

“Good,” Chris stated. He stood up and pulled me into his arms. “I want this pup with you, too,” he whispered before he dipped his head and kissed me.

I fluttered my eyes closed, but he pulled away too soon.

“Why’d you stop?” I pouted. “I’m having your pup. I need a proper kiss.”

“My mistake,” he whispered and picked me up before he smashed his lips to mine. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck, and kissed him back. He pushed me against the wall, groaning as he plunged his tongue into my mouth. He pulled away, the love in his eyes filling me with awe. “I need you, Violet. I need you, baby.”

“I’m yours. Take me upstairs,” I ordered, kissing down his neck.

He ran us up the stairs, and into the bedroom, where he deposited me ever so gently, as if I were made of glass. I shimmied out of my clothes quickly and watched him do the same. He pulled on my feet slowly, giving me the chance to pull away. Instead, I slid myself down to the edge of the bed, where I knew he wanted me, and watched him drop to his knees. His big hands slid up and down my legs, pushing them open to him as he did. My core began to weep with anticipation. His mouth on my pussy was the best feeling in the world.

“I love you so fucking much. You have no idea how happy you make me, Violet,” Chris said with so much emotion in his voice that I thought I would cry.

“I do,” I managed to answer. “Because you make me just as happy.”

He began kissing up and down my legs. He looked up at me as he got close to my core, searching for any kind of hesitation. When he found none, the love of my life parted my folds and kissed my clit, long and hard. I dropped my head back and moaned, moving my hips up and down, trying to ride his face. Ifelt a finger drawing circles around my entrance. He was so good at never startling me. He knew my body better than I did at this point. He growled into my pussy as he breached my entrance, making me moan loudly. After a bit, he added another finger and started curling them, hitting my g-spot.

“There,” I whimpered, riding his face and fingers, desperate to cum. When I did, I cried out his name and felt him cleaning up my release with his mouth. He crawled up until his face was above me.

“Are you ready for me, mate?” Chris asked, the tip of his cock resting on my entrance, not pushing forward. I leaned up and kissed him. Thankful for the mate I’d found in this man. It didn’t matter that we hadn’t marked each other yet, or that the Moon Goddess hadn’t blessed our relationship. He was mine. All mine, and we were going to have a pup.

“I’m ready to be yours. Take me, please,” I begged him when I fell back, pushing my hips up to take a bit more of him.

He slid inside me, standing still as he waited for me to let him know I was ready. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pushing him in a little bit more.

Chris groaned and withdrew to the tip before he slid back inside. I moaned as I felt his girth leaving my channel and filling it back up. He felt so good. So right. He felt mine. Slowly, he picked up speed, cursing as he buried his head in my chest, taking a nipple into his mouth.

“Oh, Goddess. I’m so close. Chris, more! Give me more,” I begged, meeting his thrusts, his hips hitting my clit and making me see stars popping all over the place.

“You can have all of me,” he promised, picking up speed as he pumped into me.

I felt his teeth close around the nipple and a hundred stars burst from my body. I came undone with a sob, and I felt his entire body shudder on top of me. His cum filled my channel ashe pushed further in with the force of his orgasm. I wrapped my arms around him when he finally slumped forward, spent, and combed my hands through his sweaty hair. Suddenly, he inhaled sharply and rolled us over.

“Shit, sorry. I shouldn’t crush you.”

I didn’t contradict him or tell him that the pup would be fine. Chris was a protector. He wasmyprotector, and he would be the same with our pup. If I were to be honest, I liked the way he took care of me. I didn’t find it overbearing. I found it adorable and endearing. So, instead, I snuggled closer to him, hoping to nap for a bit as I lay there in the afterglow.

“Don’t fall asleep, Little Warrior. You haven’t eaten lunch and you can’t miss any meals,” he reminded me.

“Just for a little bit.” I pouted.

I smiled into his chest when he placed a hand on my stomach.

“Is my pup really in there?” he asked, wonder in his voice.

“According to the twelve tests I took, yes,” I answered with a chuckle.

“Then, you can definitely nap later. After food,” he answered, pulling us up to a standing position.

“Meanie.” I groaned.