Page 40 of Forged in Dusk
“Oh, sweet Princess Baby, do you think that you could be pregnant,” Kon whispers, sucking behind my earlobe.
I close my eyes, shuddering with the fiery need that runs through my blood. I can’t really think when he starts kissing and touching me.
“Baby, you’re distracting me,” I giggle, turning in his arms, gazing into his heated violet eyes.
I run my fingers through his hair, pulling off the strip of leather that holds it. I run my hand down his cheek, stroking his short beard.
Fifteen
Konstantin
God, my Baby, is pregnant. She must be getting all of those extra sensitive senses from the baby. I should have claimed her already; then, I would have known as soon as she got pregnant. The claiming mark would have turned a darker violet shade soon as she was pregnant.
Fuck!
I need to claim her like now.
“Princess Baby, let’s go to my place, but we will stop to get a pregnancy test,” I say, moving my hand to cup her face.
I gaze into her beautiful eyes, feeling her bright soul.
“Oh my, I didn’t even think about my period. But, Kon Kon, I’m way late, like really late,” Claudette whispers, wild-eyed.
Damn, she looks so unsure, and that’s not good. I need to let her know that she’s my world and the baby is mine.
“Baby, are you good with having my baby,” I ask, raising my eyebrows.
I look into her eyes and thank god she’s so open. I need to know that she is because I’m going to die if she doesn’t want my baby. It wouldn’t be easy for her to get rid of my baby.
My baby is going to be born.
I can’t wait to hold him.
“Princess Baby, I need to let you know that I love you, I want you forever, and I mean eternally as my woman, my mate,” I say, kissing her deeply.
I run my hands down her back, grabbing her sweet ass, pulling her closer to my aching cock. The thought of her carrying my child is a fucking turn-on.
It’s such a primal male triumph.
Damn, I need her now, but I want to get her to my place.
Claudette wraps her arms around my neck, and that right there gives me her answer. She wants me as badly as I want her.
Thank god.
I pull back, holding her close.
“I love you, Konstantin, and yes, I want your baby but are you sure that you want me, us,” Claudette asks, looking at me.
Her eyes roam back and forth, looking at my eyes.
“Claudette, you’re my world, and you own my soul. I want you forevermore. Will you marry me,” I ask, looking at her?
My heart is fucking beating so damn fast, yes, I’m fucking anxious and scared.
What if she doesn’t?
“Oh yes, yes! I love you so much,” Claudette says, pulling me down for a kiss.
