Be Mine… Or Else(13)

“Beau,” I moan as my back arches off the bed, the orgasm barreling down on me before it’s shooting through my body. I hear him grunt as he wrings out my pleasure, soaking it all in. My body goes lax, but Beau keeps pumping inside of me.

He pulls out, taking his cock in his hand, and it’s then I realize he’s still fully dressed. He pumps his cock in his hand three times before cum is shooting out and landing on my belly. His eyes lock there as he pumps out every drop of cum he can.

When he lets go of his cock, it’s glistening with my orgasm. He brings his hand to my stomach as he rubs the cum in like he’s marking my stomach. Once he’s finished his gaze finally meets mine.

“I own you in every way.”

“And I own you,” I say. He falls down over me, cupping my face with both hands, caging me in.

“You more than own me, sunshine,” he says before taking my mouth in another kiss. I feel him grow hard against me and I have a feeling we’re going to be really late to our wedding reception.





Epilogue





Beau





Five years later…





I stand at the counter watching my boys help their nanny bake cookies. I hired Nana when I found out my wife was expecting twins. I worried about her little body carrying two babies at once. Then when I found out they were boys I got even more worried. I was convinced they would be big because both my father and I were. I was right.

I might have gone a little overboard in the beginning. Okay, I probably still go overboard, but I ripped down walls in our home to make one giant room with a bed in the center, cribs and an office off to the side. I knew Dove would go on bed rest and twins would be a handful once they got here. I wanted a space where we could be together all the time. Crazy as it was, I didn’t care.

That’s when I hired Nana. She’s not only a nanny but she has a nursing degree and specialized in pediatrics. Dove was reluctant at first, but she warmed to the idea after a while. If we were to ever need extra hands, I wanted to introduce that person into our children's lives as soon as possible and not later in life. I knew before the boys were here I’d want more children and it wasn't but a few years later Dove was giving me another little baby boy.

The boys love Nana like a grandma. She fits with our family and even babysits for my dad and his wife’s kid from time to time.

“You look so pretty, Mommy,” our youngest son says.

“Thank you, honey.”

I turn to see Dove standing in the doorway of the kitchen. She’s in a tight pink dress that has me fighting a growl. Her boobs have gotten bigger since having our babies and I can’t get enough of them. Her cleavage peeks out a little and the dress is too short for my liking since we’ll be leaving the house tonight for Valentine’s Day. I open my mouth to say something about the dress, but Dove cuts me off.

“Can you believe it? I fit into my old size.” She says it so happily I shut my mouth. She runs to me and launches herself into my arms. I catch her as she wraps her arms around my neck. I pull her close and give her a deep kiss.

The boys all make grossed-out sounds while Nana laughs. I bring my lips to Dove’s ears. “Don’t get used to it. I’ll be putting another baby in there tonight,” I whisper. She gasps in excited shock.

“Can it be a girl this time?” she says breathlessly. “Three boys and three boy dogs—Nana and I are overflowing with testosterone.”

“No promises.” I give her ass a little squeeze, then kiss her below her ear, before placing her back on her feet that were dangling almost a foot off the floor. I let her go and she gives the boys hugs and kisses.

“Mommy loves you guys. Be good little men for Nana.”

I give them a hard look behind their mom’s back that warns them they better be on their best behavior. The boys can be a little rambunctious at times, and Nana is about to pump them full of cookies loaded with sugar.

“Yes, ma’am,” rings out when they see my face. Dove turns to look at me, all smiles and sweetness.

“Come on, sunshine.” I take her hand in mine and lead her out and into our waiting car.

“Given any more thought to starting to build our house outside of the city?” I ask her as I stroke the inside of her bare thigh.

“We just got the boys all into their own rooms and beds,” she says.

“They’ve been in their own rooms for over a year now.” We had plans to build a house years ago, but Dove keeps putting it off. We even have the land bought and we’re ready to break ground.

I bring my hand to her chin and make her turn her face to look at me. “We can keep the city home, too. Use it when I work during the week, and use the house when we’re relaxing and enjoying the kids.” I know she doesn't want to move because of all the memories the penthouse holds. I want to keep those memories there, too. I would never sell that place.

Her eyes light up. “You’re keeping it.”

I let out a laugh. “Dove, you own the place, too. It would be up to both of us, and you know I’ll do anything for you. Plus, that place holds so much of us there.” I watch as her eyes water. I slide my hand up her thigh and lean in to give her a soft kiss.

“Okay,” she whispers against my mouth. “I love that you always know what I need.”

“I love that you always give me what I need.” My hand finally reaches the spot between her legs. I suck in a breath when I realize she doesn’t have panties on.

“Sunshine,” I growl. Her cheeks turn pink. Even after all these years and the dirty things I’ve done to her, my girl still blushes like a virgin schoolgirl.

“Happy Valentine’s.” She gives me a shy smile.

I run my finger along her slit, feeling the wetness already there. She wiggles a little. Moving quickly I grab her, pulling her into my lap and pushing up her dress. She gasps and puts her hands on my shoulders. She digs her fingers into me and my cock jerks at her possessive hold.

“Beau, please,” she moans. Her eyes are already filled with lust.

“If you’re not going to wear panties, then you’re going to wear me,” I growl as I free myself from my slacks. She licks her plump, strawberry lips when my hard cock springs free. Cum already coats the head of my dick, begging her to take him.

I grip her hips, guiding her down onto my cock. Her mouth starts to open, but I cover it with my hand. The partition between us and the driver might be closed, but sometimes my girl gets loud when I’m buried inside her.

“Go ahead, Dove, ride my cock. I know it’s what you want. You knew this would happen when we got in this car and your little ass didn't have any panties on.” I give her ass a soft smack and she does as I commands. I work her tight, tiny pussy up and down my cock. She clenches around it, trying to suck the cum out of me.

Her muffled moans fill the limo and the smell of sex coats the air, bringing me closer to the edge. “That’s it, milk it out of me. Get that little girl you want so bad.” Her whole body jerks at my words, her pussy clamping down on me so hard it’s almost painful. I go over the edge with her, shooting cum deep inside her and filling her up.

I release my hand from over her mouth as she slumps against me. My cock grows hard again instantly, wanting another turn. After all these years I still can’t get enough. I rub small circles on her back as she buries her face in my neck. After a few moments she starts to wiggle on my cock again.

I grab her hips, lifting her off me. I wish we had time for round two, but we’re already late for our reservations and I know the car stopped moving about five minutes ago.

I place her on the seat next to me. Her legs part a little and I can see some of my cum has leaked out of her and is coating her thighs. I grab her dress, pulling it down to cover her before fixing my own clothes. I know she wants another round, but I’ll give her all she wants when we get home tonight. Right now I want to give her a perfect Valentine’s. After all these years we still haven't managed to finally get our Valentine's Day date. We’ve spent the last few years with the kids at home. I want to give her this and make it special.

I lean over, giving her another kiss before I open the car door and pull her out. I reserved us a table at the nicest restaurant in town. I pull her toward me as we make our way to the restaurant. She bites her lip and I know what that means right now. She’s nervous. Dove still hasn't gotten used to the idea of having money and sometimes it makes her feel awkward.

“Reservation for Heart,” I tell the hostess. She smiles at me before looking at her tablet, clicking away. My eyes go to Dove, who is glancing around the restaurant, still chewing on her lip. I pull her lip out with a gentle thumb. She gives me a small smile.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Heart. I can’t find your reservation.” She keeps clicking away.

“Beau Heart.”

Her eyes widen when she hears my full name. “Let me see if I can find something. Maybe—” I hold my hand up to stop her.

“Beau.” Dove pulls on my arm. I take a breath. I don’t want to lose my cool in front of Dove. I just wanted tonight to be perfect for her.

“Never mind,” I tell the hostess without looking back at her. I pull my girl from the restaurant. I hear the hostess call my name, trying to stop us from leaving, likely thinking she might get in trouble with the manager.