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The rest of the ceremony went
off without a hitch, Kat seemed to have weathered that little debacle no worse
for wear and with the laughter and well wishes of our family and friends it was
almost soon forgotten.

"What do you want us to
do about that situation Colt?"

I knew what Zack meant but I'd
calmed down enough to know that if we did anything suspicion would fall on us.

"Nothing for now, just
keep an eye on her I guess."

"Damn bro she's all the
way gone."

“I know I dodged that fucking
bullet."

"You did good, Kat's
solid people."

"Thanks bro." I
looked over to where she was talking and laughing with some of the sisters. She
looked care free and happy, not a care in the world and that's just how I
wanted to keep her. She must've felt my eyes on her because she turned and
looked at me just then.

I smiled at her and saw the
little hitch in her breath before she excused herself and came towards me.

She dug into the little wrist
purse whatever the fuck that shit was and pulled out what looked like a plastic
stick.

"Congratulations."

"What?"

I looked down at what she'd
put in my hand and my ears started buzzing.

"You....we...yeah?"

She nodded and cried at the
same time I heard mom squeal from across the room.

Don't faint bro, it's not the
manly thing to do.

 

 

Chapter
6

 

 

That night had a whole new
meaning for me when I took her to bed. We'd be flying out to a little island
off the coast of France for our honeymoon in a few days, but tonight we were in
the honeymoon suite of the top hotel in the city. I was almost afraid to touch
her; how the fuck did you touch your pregnant wife? I've only ever really
fucked her, okay we've had our moments of lovemaking but even those were a
little on the kinky side. I think I needed to go gentle now though.

The fucking dress had a
million buttons and the shits were tiny as fuck, Kat laughed at me when I
cussed a blue streak because my fingers were too big, I wonder how funny she'd
find it if I tore that shit off.

I tried not to be an animal,
to take my time with her, my baby was inside her; fuck could I love her anymore
than I did right now?

"Babe you gotta help me
here."

I was running my hand down her
front which was still flat if you asked me.

"What Colt?"

“I don't know how the fuck am
I supposed to touch you?"

She broke into laughter and I
fucking scowled.

"I'm sorry Colt, it's
just, your mom said your father said the same thing when she was carrying
you."

"You and Elena talk about
our sex life? That's just all kinds a fucked up baby."

"It is not, besides she
was just trying to prepare me."

"Prepare you for what?"

"For your
meltdowns."

"What the fuck?"

"It's okay Colt I'll walk
you through it." 

See what I mean, out of
control.

Her freaky ass was hornier
than usual, either pregnancy or getting married had triggered her switch
because I barely got my pants undone before she was kneeling in front of me
with my cock already in her throat.

I forgot all about pregnancies
and going slow when she took my balls in hand and started playing them.

I dragged the pins out of her
hair with my fists as I fucked her face. She made happy sounds around my dick
until I pulled out.

I'd left her in the white lace
thigh highs and the virginal white shoes. She looked hot as fuck as I leaned
her over the bed and spread her open to accept me. So much for taking it slow.

I went in nice and slow but
that was it; from the moment her heat wrapped around me I was gone.

"Arch your back
baby."

She followed my instructions
and arched which sent my cock deeper into her pussy, with her killer heels on
she was at just the right height for me to pound her nice and deep. Reaching
around I took her nipples in my hands and pulled on her nipple rings. I felt
her clench around me signaling her climax, I upped the pace as I pulled her
back onto me by my hold on her tits.

"Colt, so deep...ahhhh."

I left off holding her tits
and pulled her hair roughly back with one hand while tweaking her clit with the
other.

I gritted my teeth against my
own orgasm because I wanted in that ass.

 

Kat was seven months pregnant
which meant I'd nailed her within the first month I'd touched her. The doctor
said it was because of her tiny frame that she'd hidden the pregnancy so well,
and the fact that she'd had light periods throughout was no need for concern;
apparently it happens. Whatever reasons the baby in her womb had for staying
hidden all that time he or she must've decided to give it up because two weeks
after we came back her stomach suddenly popped out of nowhere.

If I'd thought the women in my
life were pains in the ass before nothing prepared me for this pregnancy
bullshit. I had Elena, Tina and Char on my ass twenty four seven. Kat was a
plump little ball of horniness, it's a wonder we ever got shit done as much
time as I spent fucking her greedy ass. My house had become estrogen central,
I'm not sure that a kid who wasn't even here yet needed all his planning and
shit but what the fuck do I know? There was no talking any sense into them
because they all overruled me; my only solace was that at night my lovely wife
loved to ride my cock, either that or doggie style whichever one, she needed it
at least once before bedtime. I'm not complaining might as well get that shit
now because if my crew was to be believed little ones put a crimp in the
fucking stakes.

We're supposed to find out
what we're having tomorrow; I'm holding out for a boy because I'd be fucked if
I know what to do with a girl.

 

 

THE
END

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BONUS
excerpt from Lyon’s Heart Coming December 2014

 

PROLOGUE

Fuck me what the fuck has happened to my life?

My world has been turned upside down by females; I’m
surrounded, out numbered and outgunned. I haven’t had a moment’s peace since I
met my Angel and that’s no fucking joke. Not that I’m complaining or anything
but she’s like a whirlwind. She runs circles around me, the fucking girl
completely owns and consumes me; and if that shit isn’t bad enough she brought
in a ringer. Fucking daughters and shit. I’m pretty sure my life is never going
to be the same ever again in this lifetime. My once calm existence is a thing
of the past. I don’t think I’ve taken a calm breath since she put that little
stick in my hand on the dance floor. The fuckers around here thinks it’s funny
to watch me come undone. I’ve doled out plenty of threats for an ass kicking if
they don’t fuck off and leave me the hell alone. So what if I’m a little over
protective have you seen the shit that’s going on in the news? I have two
assholes under my belt already and we all know I have no problem offing a
motherfucker for messing with me and mine. But damn I can’t keep doing that
shit. If I keep that shit up there won’t be a motherfucker left standing. I
personally think it’s best if I keep my little family secluded, that way no one
gets fucked up and I can keep my hands clean. Kat can talk all the shit she
wants to, she’s not allowed outside after dark without me and she can’t go
anywhere that I don’t know about. She sure the fuck doesn’t take our daughter
anywhere after dark without me, which almost never happens unless we’re at my
parents or hers. She has a list of rules that she pretty much tries to ignore
until I spank her ass and drag her back in line. Only then do I have some peace
and quiet, at least for a while until she starts her shit again. We’ve settled
into the whole parenting thing pretty easily too, which is a relief because for
a while there I thought I was going to lose my shit. Having a baby is about the
scariest thing I’ve ever done in my life but I’m getting used to it now, well
sort of. I still have moments where I’m not sure what the fuck!

“Colt, hurry before Caitlin wakes up.” Her horny ass
is busy pushing back against me trying to get my cock
 
all the way inside her. I was more interested
in teasing her with the piercing in my cock head as I ran my hands over my
stamp of ownership that covers her back. She was nice and wet just the way I
like her because I’d just sucked on her little kitty until she filled my mouth
with pussy juice. It’s fun getting her even more heated up; she does crazy shit
when she’s beyond gone. I teased her wet opening, my cock juice mixing with her
own sweet honey. My engorged cock head looked like a monster when I held it
against her little slit that was all pink and dewy. I tapped her clit with my
cock one last time before deciding it was time to get down to it.

“Hold on tight babygirl this is gonna be hard and
quick.”

I slammed into her and she screamed into the pillow. I
haven’t really fucked her hard and deep since she had the baby, even though she
begs for it. It feels kinda strange fucking the mother of my child like a porn
star; but she pulled a fast one on me with the shit she wore to bed last night.
The red lacy bit of fluff she’d had on had barely made it five minutes after
she sauntered into the bedroom all smiles. She got the nailing she’s been
begging for and then some, now we were on to the encore. She’s been begging for
weeks for a rough ride. I should’ve known something was up when she came back
from shopping with Carol and wouldn’t let me see all the shit she’d bought huh;
Xmas presents my ass.

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