Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 87859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
“I’m gonna come baby”
“Yes, please come in me, fill me up” with those words I lose it, my come filling her greedy cunt as she milks me hard taking all of me into her and I land on top of her holding myself up on my elbows and lean my head on her chest. Our breathing the only sound and I look up at her, her eyes closed and I kiss her chest
“You really got my kid in you?” I ask her and she looks at me nodding and I rotate my hips making her moan again “tell me”
“Yes, I have your kid in me,” she says and I smile
“You ok about that?”
“I’m scared” I frown, looking at her
“Why?”
“I don’t think I could do triplets,” she tells me, and I laugh holding her tighter
“Baby it could just be one who knows” I pull out of her placing my hand on her stomach “Our baby,” I say, and she places her hand over mine smiling
“Our baby,” she repeats as I pull her dress down kissing her again
“Come on; we have a party to get to” she nods
“Give me a minute,” she says going into the bathroom.
****
Zoey
As I clean up I look up into the mirror, smiling, I lift my hand, looking at the gorgeous diamond wedding band that looks amazing next to my engagement ring and I place my hand on my belly making me smile even more “Please don’t be triplets” I say laughing to myself
“Baby you all good” Saint asks me from the other side of the door
“I’m good,” I tell him opening the door and Saint’s sitting on the bed and when he sees me he stands up
“You look so beautiful, baby.” I look down at my dress
“Mia did an amazing job on my dress didn’t she” Saint pulls me to him
“I was talking about you, not the dress,” he leans down, kissing me again, this time slower, more passionate he arms circling me holding me to him “I own you now,” he says as he kisses nipping my chin
“I own you too,” I say, and he smiles
“Yes, you do,” I lift his hand kissing his wedding band
“Let’s go down and greet our guests.”
When we get down, we have photos taken, then we all head into the marquee and I gasp at the room “Oh my god” Saint pulls me to him
“You like” he asks me and I look around at all of the crystal lights, flowers and candles the room looks so romantic in purples and creams and diamonds’
“I love it” tears spring to my eyes and Saint pulls me to him
“Then why are you crying?” I use Niya’s excuse for everything
“Hormones” I tell him and he laughs, pulling me into the room. We greet everyone Saint’s mom pulling me in for a hug
“You look beautiful Zoey” she says, smiling and Saint’s dad pulls me to him
“Stunning” he says and Rowen smiles at me (bitch)
“So, what was with the making a run for it?” she asks me with a smug smile
“I was a bit nervous”
“More like morning sickness” Saint says and the three of them look at me
“You're pregnant” Saint’s mom asks and I look at him
“Yep” he says, smiling pulling me to him and I want to punch him in the head
“How far along are you?” she asks me looking at my stomach
“I only found out this morning”
“You decided to take a pregnancy test the morning of your wedding” Rowen asks snidely
“Rowen don’t be a bitch” Saint says to her, she just smiles sitting down
“Were you trying for a baby” his mom asks making me frown at her
“No, it was a complete shock, trust me,” she looks at her husband and I see Niya across the room “Excuse me,” I walk out of Saint’s arms and away from the accusing eyes of his parents, I sit with the girls grabbing a champagne flute but Niya snatches it out of my hand
“Hey”
“You can’t drink that you're pregnant,” she says and I sit back
“Dammit!”
“What’s wrong?” Lilly asks me little Willow in her arms sucking on her hand
“Just told Saint’s parents that I’m pregnant and I think they think I done it on purpose” they all look behind me to where Saint’s parents are sitting with Rowen “She’s a bitch,” I say, and they look confused
“Who?”
“Rowen, Saint’s sister she’s always giving me shit”
“What did she say to you?” Niya asks and I can see she’s getting pissed
“Just leave it” I tell her
“No, what the fuck did she say?” I look at Niya, she only ever swears when she’s really pissed
“It’s not what she said it’s how she says it, you know all snide little jabs”
“Fuck her, this is your day” Abbey says and I smile
“Yeah, it is”
*
The night goes on the food is amazing and when we cut the cake Saint smeared it all over my mouth, licking it all off “Will the happy couple make their way to the dance floor please” the DJ announces and I see Saint across the room smiling and we both walk to the dance floor