With a monumental effort, I dragged my eyes up to her face. “Pardon?”
Her lips pressed into a firm line, but the sparkle in her eyes indicated she was suppressing amusement rather than irritation. “I meant your assumption that we are getting married. You can’t just decide this, Jax. You have to ask me.”
This claimed my complete attention and I scowled at her. “I’m not asking, sweetheart. I’m telling you. We are getting married.” I kept her from saying anything in return by pressing our lips together. Without breaking the connection, I stood with her cradled in my arms and strode over to the lavish bedroom, only tearing my lips away to drop her on the mattress.
Her short little nightie slid up and bunched around her waist as I grabbed an ankle and dragged her to the edge of the bed. “Jax!” she protested.
I ignored her, focusing instead on the scrap of fabric hiding my prize. I dipped a finger under the smooth fabric and groaned. “So fucking wet. You’re always so ready for me.”
Her moan shifted into a yelp when I yanked hard, tearing the silk from her body. Her pussy glistened with her juices, pink and puffy, begging for my attention. Kneeling, I threw her legs over my shoulders and traced a path with my tongue through her center.
“Mmmmm, delicious.” I closed my eyes and licked my lips again, savoring her sweet taste. “I have a lifetime to eat you, and it still won’t be enough.”
Natalie squirmed, and I pressed my palms down on her pelvis to hold her in place while I drank my fill of her. Using my tongue and teeth, I drove her wild until she was bucking hard against my firm hold and pleading for me to let her come. I doubled my efforts and soon she was screaming my name and coming with violent shudders.
I surged to my feet, seriously in jeopardy of losing my control. Stripping out of my clothes, I watched her with a heavy lidded gaze. She was so fucking beautiful. She laid still, her hands fisted at her sides, silently observing me. Before dropping my pants, I fished something out of the pocket and set it on the nightstand.
Once I was naked, I bent over her and slid her nightgown over her head, tossing it to the end of the bed. My eyes caught on her gorgeous tits, her rosy nipples peaked and hard. But I couldn’t help going lower, until I was staring at her flat belly.
Lovingly, I smoothed my hands over the area before resting them right over where our baby was growing inside her. “I’m so fucking happy, sweetheart,” I breathed. “You’re going to look amazing with a round, swollen belly. Just knowing I put that baby there, thinking about how the world will have no doubt who you belong to...” I trailed off as I glided my palms up to cup her mounds.
Lowering, I took one pink tip in my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. Then I did the same to the other side, before kissing each nipple. “You have spectacular tits, baby. But, fuck if I’m not excited to see them grow.” I grinned and she rolled her eyes, giggling.
“You’re such a man,” she grumbled jokingly.
“Damn straight, baby,” I growled as I climbed on the bed and moved her to the middle before flipping her over. Lifting her ass in the air, I slapped each cheek once.
“Hey!” she snapped, glaring at me over her shoulder.
“Who do you belong to?” I asked darkly.
“You,” she answered warily.
“Good.” I gave each cheek another resounding slap, taking only a moment to appreciate the creamy canvas now painted red. “Don’t move.”
Leaning over, I plucked the discarded item from the bedside table. Clutching it in my fist, I pressed it against her stomach, while my other hand circled her throat. With a small amount of pressure from both, I helped her up onto her knees. Then I snatched the wrist of her left hand and twisted it gently behind her back.
I opened my hand and picked up the three carat diamond solitaire engagement ring and slid it on her finger. Bringing her arm back around to her front, I held it up for her to see.
“Now everyone else will know it too.” I swept her hair to the side and brushed my lips along the skin of her neck. "I love you,” I whispered. “And our little princess.”
“Princess?” Natalie asked with a quiver in her voice. “What if it’s a boy?”
“It’s not,” I stated confidently, then chuckled because I could practically hear her epic eye roll.
“I love you too.”
Everything in me lit up like a fucking Christmas tree each time she said it. This time though, the lights burst and I started to burn, suddenly laser focused on only one thing—burying myself deep inside Natalie’s tight, hot pussy.
Nudging her on the center of her back, I encouraged her to bend down, resting her palms flat on the surface of the bed, the diamond on her hand twinkling from the rays of morning sunshine streaming through the hotel window.