9. I Want your BabyKiaraA gasp escaped my lips when Ethan wrapped his hand around my throat, his lips pressing against mine. He swallowed my moan. The intensity and passion of his kiss amazed me, rocked me to my core, making my toes curl in pleasure. I pulled him closer until there was no space between us and kissed him until I felt dizzy in my head. I wanted him to know how much I had missed him for all these years. I wanted him to know that I still remembered our teenage days. The last night of the prom. And the way we had made love during that night. I wanted him to know that I could never forget that or him.I felt heady after the kiss when he pulled away. My breathing was heavy and my eyes hazed. Ethan’s hair was tousled, his shirt ruffled, but his blue-green eyes were light and clearer than ever before. They were staring straight at me, making my legs tremble. His thumb brushed over my cheek and he whispered, “Why are you crying, Bella?”I blinked up at him. Ethan. I kissed E
10. I won’t BiteEthanI had thought about thousands of ways on how this date with Kiara would go, but listening to her asking for a baby, for a child from me was not what I had expected. My eyes blinked at her because I thought I misheard her. “What?”Kiara licked her lips, her pillowy lips, which were painted in red. Fuck, she looks hot. I cleared my brain and focused on her when she repeated, “I want a baby. Your baby.”I stared at her for what felt like a minute before a soft chuckle escaped my lips. I had forgotten how Kiara was when she wanted to be, and she was pulling my leg. But then I looked at her expression, her almond-shaped eyes were not crinkling with humor. They were serious. “Kiara, what the fuck are you saying?” I asked, shocked, and surprised by her. She wants a kid. A baby. My baby. I don’t understand. Kiara took a deep breath and explained, “Yes, you heard me. I want a kid and I know I sound insane right now but hear me out.”“I am listening.” “I . . . I
11. Okay, Big DaddyKiaraEthan’s words echoed in my ears, my legs clenching together. Images of eighteen-year-old Ethan hovering above me, asking me with a flushed face if he could tie my hands flashed in my mind. Of all the times when he would tease me, edge me to orgasm then pull away until I begged for him to touch me. Now, sitting on the couch, legs wide, his body donned in a dark suit with piercing eyes. He was tall and big, and even though he had always been a gentleman with me, I felt intimidated by his size and his aura.Of course, Ethan is a dominant. Clearing my throat, I met his guarded eyes as if I would judge him for his kinks. It shook me to my core, and I knew he was more than serious. “I kind of realized that, Ethan,” I tried to say in a calm voice.“You did?”I flashed him a grin, “You asked me if you could tie my hands when we were eighteen.”He leaned back on the couch, his eyes noting the subtle clench of my legs. I took a shuddering breath. I knew that he knew t
My resolve broke, and a loud groan escaped my lips when I orgasmed against his fingers, tongue, and lips. It felt like I was on the edge of the cliff and finally jumped, landing on the orgasmic clouds of cloud nine.When I opened my eyes, I was panting and shivering. Ethan sucked soundly on my pussy, drinking my juices and dragging out my orgasm as long as he could. My mind was whirling with dizziness as exhaustion hit my body, making me sleepy while he pulled out his fingers and sucked them clean.A hum escaped my lips when he hovered above me, capturing my lips in a tantalizing kiss. I could taste myself on his lips and tongue. He held my hands, kissing each wrist and massaging them with his fingers. I almost cried at the gesture.Ethan gathered me in his arms as he tucked my hair back and pecked my forehead, “You did so well, Bella. Watching you come apart was breathtaking.” He kissed my lips again, pulling the blanket over us as his hands continued to massage my waist.“How are yo
13. I Need YouKiaraKatherine sipped on her glass of water, “I always feel wet.”My eyes widened, and I looked past her enormous baby bump to see if she was wet or not. She was six months pregnant, so I was sure she couldn’t have her water break but what was she talking about. Anya, who was sitting beside me, nodded at my friend and sipped her wine. “I understand. And not even the sexy wet.”“Yes! It’s like I might have peed myself, but I know I haven’t.”I exhaled a sharp breath looking at my friends, “Wow.”We were all invited to Katherine and Ryan’s co-ed baby shower. By we, I mean, all our high school friends and it was like a reunion. I had already met Rio, Volt, and Becky with his two sons and Liam. There was noticeable tension between Liam and me, but Ethan was by my side making it less awkward. They both had arrived together after their swim practice while Anya, Andrew, and I arrived together. Katherine rolled her eyes and adjusted her satin dress which hugged her beautiful
14. I Punished HerEthanWalking out of Kiara’s room while she hid under the covers must be one of the hardest things I had ever done. I had known something was off when she stared at me with her golden wide eyes. She was pulling away and I could see that. But hearing what she wanted from me gave me a cold shower of reality that we were doing this for a baby. Her baby. All I was meant to do was put a baby inside her and move on. I clenched my fists, turning the shower to cold. I didn’t know why I thought she was opening up to me. All her flirty eyes, secretive smiles meant nothing now. It wasn’t even her fault for saying the truth to me. We both had been clear about our needs from before. I get to play with her body, and she gets to have a baby. Simple as that. Then why does my chest feel hollow?Kiara Sharma surrounded me with her feminine scent. She was all over me. Fuck, I can still taste her sweetness on my lips. The feel of her tight walls clamping on me as if her body didn’t w
Kiara whimpered, clenching her hands in fists above her head as I rubbed my raging, bulbous head over her slicked slit. Squeezing her ass, I gave her a harsh spank, watching her tremble beneath me. “Ethan,” she whispered in a hoarse voice that made me leak a bit of pre-cum. Ah, shit.My hand held her throat, giving a slight pressure on her pulse. She relaxed after a while, trusting me with the air she was breathing. I hated that she could trust me with her body but not with her heart. Loosening my grip on her neck, I slammed inside her, relishing the way her velvety walls enveloped me, clenching me. Kiara gave a small hiss of pain at the sudden intrusion, my hand lowering down to rub her clit.I slowly pulled out before giving a hard thrust, her body rocking further in the bed. I groaned at the pressure of her walls. I loved going raw with her, the way she gripped, afraid of letting me go, turned me into a caveman.“Please, Ethan,” she whispered, “I am so close.” “Hold it, Kiara,” I
16. I am SorryKiaraI groaned, covered my face, and squeezed my eyes shut. Was it possible to have cramps when you get pregnant? Or am I getting my period? I didn’t know. Another small moan of pain escaped my lips when the insides of my abdomen churned. This doesn’t feel good at all. Thankfully, I was alone in my teachers’ office so no one could see me like this. I decided not to take any painkillers and focus on working and arranging the worksheets for my next class. I frowned, looking at my stomach. Why wasn’t I getting pregnant? Ethan and I had been having sex like rabbits since he teased me and celebrated with me with his tongue while I was sitting in that same chair. He had been gentle but rough when I begged him to. The sex was definitely amazing, and neither of us wanted to part ways in our post-coital bliss so we would wake up next to each other almost every day. Then why am I having such bad cramps? I checked the calendar on my laptop and realized I was two days late f
Bonus Scene TenEthan“How are you feeling now?” I asked Kiara who was lying down on the hospital bed wincing now and then because of the contractions. She tried to give me a reassuring smile, “I am okay, just waiting to hold them in my arms.” I kissed her forehead, smiling down at her beautiful brown gold eyes. “I will be right here, Bella. It’s going to be okay.” Squeezing her hand, I sat beside her, talking to her in whispers. Kiara’s water had broke the night before after dinner and we had settled in the hospital room, the nurse had mentioned that it will take a while before she can give birth as her diameter wasn’t wide enough. That was twenty-four hours ago. The twins were definitely taking time coming into the world. I made sure she was as relaxed as possible, feeding her and holding her when she got afraid, thinking about our previous miscarriages. My mothers arrived and talked with her while her teary-eyed father watched her from the distance, congratulating me. “Babe…”
Bonus Scene NineKiara“Baby please,” I begged, pouting and batting my lashes at my husband who was busy making a tie. “You won’t be late for the meeting, you know how much I want you.” The babies kicked at my stomach, making me caress my growing belly while I shamelessly ogled at Ethan. His tan skin and the way his shirt stretched over his shoulders. The same shoulders where my legs had stayed last night until he had made me cum with his mouth, ordering me to play with my nipples while he tongue fucked me to oblivion. He looked up at me with narrowed eyes which grew softer seeing me caress my heavily pregnant stomach. He walked closer and kissed my stomach, the babies kicking again, knowing their daddy’s touch. Ethan smiled and gave me a chaste kiss on the lips, making me frown. “No, Kiara,” he said sternly. “You said that last week and I was an hour late to the meeting.”“That was not my fault,” I argued back. “We had a quickie and then you told me—no, you ordered me to stay stil
Bonus Scene EightEthanAfter the dinner, three of us sat together for a while, drinking wine and listening to Khalid talk about his country. As he told us about the highly proficient education system, I pointed Kiara not to have another glass of wine. I didn’t want her to drink too much for what we were going to do later that night. I had promised her we would do anything she wanted, and I wanted to keep that promise. Only if both of us were sober. Khalid left, giving me a hug and congratulating both of us again. After thanking the staff for the delicious food, we went upstairs hand in hand. The sexual tension of what would happen next hovered heavily between us.I kept glancing at Kiara from the corner of my eye when she stripped out of her dress and wearing a flimsy white robe that did nothing to hide her beautiful curves. I had to control myself when she went to do her nighttime routine and joined her to brush my teeth in sweatpants. “Are you going to tell me what you want, Bell
Bonus Scene SevenKiaraI couldn’t handle the dry heat anymore and by the sound of sand and heavy wind, I had figured that we were in some type of dessert. I squeezed Ethan’s hand just to be relieved that he was still sitting beside me in the car. “Come on, Ethan, tell me where are we going,” I asked him, touching the blindfold around my eyes which he had tied when we landed on the ‘surprise’ place from a private plane. “I know it’s some type of dessert.” “Wait a little longer,” he said, his voice husky and sounding deeper than before. “Have patience, Bella.” I tried to relax in the leather seat but I couldn’t, shifting nervously and fumbling with my fingers on the lap. I wanted to know where he was taking me. I wanted to know what the surprise was. I wanted to see him, my Ethan. I wanted to kiss him and make love to him. The past few days after our Indian wedding, we were busy with having everything ready for our honeymoon trip and Ethan wouldn’t tell me where we were going. He ev
Bonus Scene SixEthan“You look like an Indian Prince, sweetheart,” my mom said, helping me with the red turban I had to wear with the red and golden shervani. It stretched over my broad shoulders and tapered down to my waist, reaching my knees. It was beautiful with intricate designs and patterns of gold. My mom was exaggerations, as most mothers do, but I could feel that I looked special wearing it. Like a Prince or King ready to marry his bride and whisk her away. I wondered how beautiful my Bella would look tonight wearing her bridal lehenga. My mothers had prohibited me from seeing it and Kiara agreed with them. I was suppose to see her at the mandap tonight with everyone else. Sadly, I won’t be able to ask her to remove her underwear like I had during our western wedding because I knew it might make her uncomfortable in the lehenga. Liam, Rio and Volt were ready wearing the similar shades of blue in a shervani with the blue turban. Both of my mothers dotted on them, applying
Bonus Scene FiveEthanI was surrounded by Kiara’s uncles and aunties, pinching my cheeks and applying some kind of turmeric paste on my arms and face and feet. Kiara had mentioned that Haldi ceremony would include strangers applying the paste on your skin with Mango leaves to get glowing skin on the day of wedding, but I didn’t think people would take this so seriously. Liam said that Kiara was getting the same treatment and I hope she was doing okay. Indian traditional music with various classical instruments played in the background, people talking and laughing as they enjoyed themselves with Indian sweets. I was sure that I had gained six pounds just by inhaling the delicious food and snacks that were going around. “Hey.” I asked Liam, “What’s up with you and Deepika? Kiara’s cousin?” His grey eyes turned to me, his eyebrows raising a fraction. “What do you mean?”I rolled my eyes, “Liam, I have known you since you were seven, I noticed—even Kiara did, how you looked at her.”H
Bonus Scene FourKiara“Are you sure you don’t want to drink wine?” Katherine asked, shuffling her gorgeous navy blue bridesmaid dress. “I even snuck in a bottle of gin for you.”Anya shot her a warning look and walked up to stand beside me. She looked stunning with her features sharp, her silky black hair woven in a low bun. “Do you need anything, Kiara?” “No, thank you, Anya. I am feeling a little overwhelmed wearing this dress. It feels unreal,” I ended with a nervous chuckle, my hands smoothening over the white satin of the wedding dress. It hugged the curves of my body and even showed little cleavage. It was modest, but it was stunning. I felt beautiful in it. Anya squeezed my shoulder in reassurance while Katherine told me to take a small gulp of gin. They both started talking about how it was not a good idea for the bride to reek of alcohol on her wedding day, moments before she walks down the aisle. I was too distracted by the nervous flutter in my belly, knowing that I was
Bonus Scene ThreeKiaraMy aunt wanted to talk to me, and sadly, I had to go with her. Ethan was pouting at me when I had to leave. I was sad because I wanted to spend some time with him before the wedding.I bit back my smile and followed my aunt. I still couldn’t believe that I would be Ethan’s wife and he would be my husband. I shivered thinking about sharing my life with that man who looked devilishly handsome in the navy blue kurta waiting for me in my childhood bedroom. My fingers roamed around the rim of my engagement ring. This is real. We are getting married. I had been following my aunt while she introduced to me my entire family which was currently together in dad’s hometown to celebrate Diwali. I might have to ask Ethan to massage my back because it had started aching after bowing so much and accepting everyones blessings. A nervous giggled escaped my throat when an old lady who was my father’s neighbor smacked a kiss on my cheek, holding my head. My aunt held back her l
Bonus Scene TwoEthan“Are you sure?”I cleared my throat and looked at Kiara. She squeezed my hand, nodding reassuringly at her father and grandmother. She looked so fucking beautiful in light makeup, her blood-red lips, the small bindi on her forehead and wearing large earrings, jhumkas, on her ears. Her hair tumbled down her hot red blouse and just thinking about that morning, watching her get ready in the sari made me squirm in my seat. Was it bad that seeing her in Indian clothes made me want to lock us in a room and fuck her while she was wearing a sari?Hold it in your pants, Eiffel. Not the right time to think about Kiara in her sari and how hot she looks.My eyes averted to the man who was drilling holes in my skull and swallowed the lump in my throat. “Yes, papa. In how many languages do I have to answer you?” I took a sharp breath, hearing her voice. She was clearly not amused by her father’s question. Mr Vijay Sharma looked at me as if I was asking his permission to reco