Pulling back, I knew what I had to do. I worked my cock in and out of her slowly at first and on the last thrust slammed into her cervix. Her mouth fell open on a silent scream and I pulled her into me hard with my lips pressed to her ear.
"I'm going to cum inside your womb. When I leave here, I want to leave you with a part of me that will never be gone." The words sent her over the edge. She knew what I was saying, knew I was talking about planting my son or daughter inside her; a reminder of me; of our love, forever.
The thought once planted took root and suddenly it was the most important thing for me to do. I knew I was running out of time, knew that I would be leaving in a few short days. "Not enough time." I grunted the words over and over as I lost myself deep inside her, spilling my seed in her womb where I hoped it would take root. "Please." I don't know what I was begging for, but I knew what I wanted. I wanted the vision.
Epilogue
Wyatt
"Traci, come get your damn kids will ya?" The little shits grinned at me with chocolate milk mustaches and sticky hands. "Dada." My little angel lifted her arms up for me and I couldn't resist snatching her up, mess and all.
My heart melted down to my toes when she looked at me with her mother's eyes. Her brothers were still trying to kill each other on the play mat I'd got them against my wife's wishes. She thought the little pre-convicts were too wild as it is, but I figured this way the mat would cushion some of the falls and thumps they were fond of inflicting on each other.
"What were you up to little girl?" Willow is two going on twenty and can get up to more shit than both boys combined. The twins are three and a half and always getting up to some shit that their mom is always blaming me for. I just take it all in stride.
The princess of everything Hunter started gabbing away at me about who knows what, probably complaining about her brothers again, that's her favorite pastime. "They did-did they?" I had no idea what the fuck she was saying but she tends to get testy if you don't play along.
I looked around my workout room at the carnage and just sucked it up. They had their own playroom, but by the time they were two the boys refused to play anywhere but in here and this one followed when she was old enough to move.
If it wasn't them tearing up my shit, it was the damn dog. Fucking ma never let me have a pet, swore she had allergies, but her grandkids wanted dogs and suddenly she's cured, lying ass.
"I'm busy Wyatt, can't you keep them out of trouble for one more hour?" She waddled her sneaky ass into the room and gave me that look she knew would get me to do her bidding. "That wasn't the deal counselor. My time's up, I have to do my routine unless you want to watch your husband get embarrassed on national television."
She has no respect for my fighting skills. In fact, she's always trying to get me to quit. The one time I took myself out of the running, she lasted three months before she was begging me to get out of her hair. That could be because her pussy paid the price. I had to find some way to expend all that energy, that's how she ended up with three kids one year apart and one more on the way.
"Fine, let me have her, it's almost their bedtime anyway." She took the baby and I rounded up the twins who thought it was a good idea to climb their dad for fun. I forgot all about my workout once we got them into the tub and the games begun.
Since Trace was rivaling Orca for size it was up to me to give them their bath at night and this shit always turned into a freak show. By the time we were done there was water everywhere and half a million toys had made their way out of the tub and onto the floor.
We put the tyrants to bed after their grandparents had spent some time getting them riled up with their shit before leaving me, and their mother to get them settled again.
Griping aside I wouldn't trade these moments for anything. Life has gone beyond my wildest expectations and it was all because of the amazing woman I'd been so lucky to find that winter night four and a half years ago.
After we'd dealt with the stalker fuck, life had settled down as much as it can with a hotheaded redhead who paired up with a nosy ass mother in law that was always in my shit.
I'd left Carl the fuck in that box for twenty-four hours which is less time that I'm sure he had planned for my wife, and then I'd called Jace and told him where to find the fuck. He piped the fuck down about breaking laws and other bullshit once I produced the taped confession.
The fuck didn't stand a chance in the end. I used all my influence; called in every favor to get the book thrown at him so he didn't end up in some psych ward somewhere, fuck that. He was sent away for a long fucking time. And since his reign of terror had crossed state lines the feds were only too happy to put their bid in for their piece of flesh.
As it stood we wouldn't have to worry about him for at least another thirty years. The attempted murder had carried the most weight there and the fact that he'd been caught in the middle of plotting an-abduction only tacked on the years.
Whatever, we don't think or talk about him in our home anymore, we had more important things to do. "What do you got going on tonight counselor?" Since she'd graduated top of her class and had been vetted by some of the top firms in the country, she was cruising along in her career of choice.
The girl who never thought to have anything more than that career was now doing it all. Wife, mother, and kick ass attorney. Because of her own experience she'd gone with the D.A.'s office, which if you ask me those fucks could do with all the help they can get. But everyone knew she could've gone with a big firm and made ten times what she makes now.
"I still have this deposition to go over."
"How many times you been over it already?"
"Three."
"That's enough." I picked her laughing ass up and headed for our bed. I was home for at least another month before I had to leave out again. Even though I'd cut back on the unnecessary meets since the babies came, as the reigning champ I was still gone more than I liked. Luckily I was able to carry them with me sometimes, granted my wife wasn't working on the crime of the century.
I'd only been home for two days and already I was dreading leaving. It's always like this whenever I see them again after an absence; I never want to leave them. But my wife in her great understanding have come to the conclusion that if I gave up the ring now I'd be miserable, so we've found a happy medium.
I got her in bed and cautioned myself to go slow and get her ready to take me before fucking into her like a maniac the way I always want to. I worked my magic on her, moving fast and teasing her to distraction until she was ready to kick my ass for her dick fix.
"Wyatt you started this now get to it." Testy! She was right though, there was no telling if Willow would fret in her little bed and need comforting, so there was no time to waste. Kids out-beat nosy ass mothers for cock blocking status.
I ran my hand over the hard mound of her tummy where my kid slept. I'd thought I loved her body when we first met, but nothing compares to what her pregnant ass does to me. I don't know what it is, but seeing her ripening with my seed leaves me hard twenty-four seven, and when she's as far gone as she is now, when there's a chance that the baby could come any day now, the lust only grows that much more.
Right now I wasn't thinking about her giving birth though, I had her lined up to take my cock in deep. For some reason she likes me to fuck her hard when she's like this, well bred. "You ready greedy?" She nodded her head and looked over her shoulder at me with that look in her eyes. I let my cock tease her pussy lips while holding her cunt open with my fingers.
Her pussy, even after giving birth to three babies, was still petal pink, and my cock head still looked monstrous next to it. I eased just the tip in her and reached around for her clit before feeding her more dick. "Yeah look at that pussy take me."
"Wyatt you know what I want; stop playing." I ignored her begging ass and kept up my slow glide into her, making sure not to go too deep. Eleven inches was the cut off when she was this far along and that was pushing it. The doc had said it should be okay but what the fuck does she know? Her ass isn't married and her attitude said she wasn't getting any dick anywhere, miserable fuck.