Lyon
Chapter 73

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 f**k did you touch your pregnant wife? I’ve only ever really f****d 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 f*****g dress had a million buttons and the shits were tiny as f**k. Kat laughed at me when I cussed a blue streak because my fingers were too big. I wonder how funny she’d replace 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; f**k 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 f**k am I supposed to touch you?” She broke into laughter and I f*****g 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 s*x life? That’s just all kinds a f****d up baby.”

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

“Prepare you for what?”

“For your meltdowns.”

“What the f**k?”

“It’s okay Colt I’ll walk you through it.” See what I mean, out of control. Her freaky a*s 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 c**k 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 f****d her face. She made happy sounds around my d**k until I pulled out.

I’d left her in the white lace thigh highs and the virginal white shoes. She looked hot as f**k 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 c**k deeper into her p***y.

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 o****m because I wanted in that a*s.

***

Kat was already 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 a*s before nothing prepared me for this pregnancy bullshit. I had Elena, Tina and Char on my a*s 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 f*****g her greedy a*s. 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 f**k 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 c**k, 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 f*****g stakes.

We’re supposed to replace out what we’re having tomorrow; I’m holding out for a boy because I’d be f****d if I know what to do with a girl.

***

“What the f**k am I supposed to do with a daughter?” I was hyperventilating and my father the smoking doctor was having one of his philosophical moments, why was this dude always in a lecturing mood when he was high?

“Son you need to calm down, the baby’s not even here yet and you’re already a mess.”

“Daniel would you put that shit out already, I hope when our granddaughter gets here you put a stop to this nonsense.”

“You still jealous of my freedoms there chief?”

“No I’m tired of having contact highs every time I’m within two feet of you.”

“Whatever anyway like I was saying son, you need to chill.”

“That’s easy for you to say your wife’s not about to give birth to a girl.” What the f**k did I just say? I’d lost my f*****g mind.

Kat had been to the doctor today to replace out the s*x of our first child which will be here in two months which was a whole two months after our wedding which had been amazing if I do say so myself.

Anyway when the doctor told us that we were having a little girl my world shifted, I’d been prepared for a boy but not this. I hadn’t said anything in the doctor’s office because Kat had been grinning from ear to ear happy as f**k.

“I can’t have a girl, I’ll be killing motherfuckers left and right, I can’t do this shit.”

“Colton son, I hate to be the one to tell you this but you’re not the first man to have a daughter, many have come before you and I dare say there will be many more after.”

Oho, they replace this shit funny; even Cyrus was getting in on it.

“You guys are not helping me, why is no one helping me?”

“Maybe because you’re acting nuts?”

“Thanks chief real insightful.” I rubbed my stomach where that gnawing pain had started ever since I’d heard the words you’re having a little girl. Why me?

“I’m going in and telling her we’re not doing this shit.”

“Son, you’ve already made us look bad enough already stay your sorry a*s out here with us, you don’t want them to laugh you to shame again do you?”

“But dad…”

“Listen to your father boy, for once he’s making sense, that in there before was bad.” Drake shook his head at me like he was disappointed, f**k if I care.

Damn straight I’d stood up in a room full of Lyon women and forbidden Kat to give me a daughter. I need sons, only sons, I haven’t the first clue what to do with a daughter.

“Here comes your woman boy, try to replace your balls.” It wasn’t right to want to pop your old man one was it? She came over to me and I could tell she was trying hard not to laugh in my face.

“Let’s go home baby, you’ve had a long day.” Interpretation ‘it’s time to go home you’ve made enough of an a*s of yourself for one day.’ What the f**k ever.