Chapter 13 - Best Anniversary Ever

Grey orbs watched as the caramel haired beauty lying in bed sleeping soundly. Her chest was slowly rising and falling. She was laying on her side with her hand resting on the small bump sticking out of her stomach. She was barely 4 months along.

Roman couldn't believe they were going to have another baby. He wanted at least two more and really hoped she didn't mind going along for the ride. She knew he wanted a big family since he came from one just as big. He still didn't know how his mom did it all those years ago with five of them. He knew with Amaya being a twin she wanted a big family that she never had; growing up it was just her and Amyra. This was one of the reasons he knew Seth was working on baby number three.

Roman's ribs had healed up and his concussion as well; he actually had just gotten home from the road and he would be off until Saturday evening. There was a Pay Per-View coming up on Sunday and he had Amaya convinced she and Isaac should come with him for the PPV and also Raw and Smackdown. She was more than happy to go with him and Isaac would be too when she told him.

Roman turned from the bedroom and walked in to see his son who had gotten dressed on his own and was sitting on his bed trying to wake up a little more. Roman squatted down. "You awake little man?"

Isaac nodded his head and rubbed his eyes. "Where go daddy?"

Roman smiled softly as he leaned over and kissed his forehead. "We are going shopping and letting mommy sleep, and then were going to make breakfast and then you are going to spend a couple of days with Gama and Papa. Sound good?"

Isaac nodded emphatically. "Yea!"

Roman chuckled as he stood and grabbed a couple of pairs of pants and t-shirts and some socks and underwear, he handed everything over to Isaac. "Go ahead and pack your bag put one or two toys in there. I'm going to go tell mommy well be back."

"Yes daddy. Can I come say bye to momma?" Isaac asked as he started putting his clothes in his overnight bag.

"Yes, finish packing your things first." Roman stated as he watched Isaac nod once again. He walked out of Isaac's room and back down to the master bedroom and noticed Amaya had rolled over and was facing the middle of the bed now. Roman carefully crawled up the middle of the bed and lay down next to Amaya. His hand reached out to caress her bump and a soft smile instantly came to her face.

"Roman…" She said softly. Her hands automatically going out to search for him as she came in contact with his t-shirt covered chest her eyes slowly fluttered open. "Baby…"

Roman smiled as he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. He felt her move closer to him as she wrapped her arms around his torso, Roman carefully wrapped his arms around her as the kiss ended and felt her bury her face in his chest.

"I missed you." Amaya stated softly.

"I missed you too baby." Roman's voice rumbled as he leaned down and kissed the top of her head.

"Why aren't you naked and in bed with me yet?" Amaya ask as she looked up at Roman with a hint of a smirk on her face.

Roman groaned. Her pregnancy hormones were keeping them both in sexual overdrive. "I'm going to take Isaac shopping for a few things and then I was going to come back and make breakfast for us and then take him over because he's staying with mom and dad for a few days so we can have some alone time for our anniversary tomorrow."

"Sounds interesting and it sounds like you've got something planned." Amaya stated with her eyebrow raised.

Roman chuckled as he leaned down further and kissed over each eye. "I do and you'll love it. But for now, I want you to relax and get some more sleep. I'm going shopping and taking our son with, then well go from there."

"Momma…"

Amaya's smile got bigger at the same of the angelic voice at the foot of the bed. She watched as Isaac made his way over to Roman's side and watched as Roman rolled away from her before he scoped Isaac up and set him on his stomach.

"Morning baby." Amaya said as she sat up and leaned over while raining kisses all over Isaac's face.

Roman's heart soared as Isaac's giggled filled the air. "You ready to go little man?" He asked once Amaya let go of his face and chuckled harder as he wiped his face dramatically with his hands.

"I'm going wif daddy momma."

"You are?" She watched as he nodded. "Be good for daddy okay. I'll see you went you get back baby." He carefully stood on the bed and hugged her tightly around the neck always being mindful of her baby bump. She smiled as she watched him pull back and squat down in front of her.

"Bye bye brover or sisser."

Roman chuckled as he leaned over and caught Amaya's lips with his. "We'll be back babe. Get some more rest." He watched as she nodded before she wiggled back down under the covers and sighed in complete contentment.

Amaya was so relaxed it wasn't even funny. She was sitting in the living room with her feet in Roman's lap as he carefully massaged them; being mindful of her ticklish spots, she knew he really didn't feel like getting kicked in the head tonight.

The day before had been completely wonderful Roman and Isaac had made her breakfast in bed and the three of them spent most of the morning just laying in the huge California King bed in their master bedroom. After the family had lunch on the back patio and played in the water a little. Amaya shooed them into the house to shower the chlorine off them. Roman got Isaac dressed and then took him over to his folk's house.

Amaya was surprised they'd gotten out of bed at this point. Her pregnancy hormones were doing a number on her body and in turn she was doing a number on Roman's body.

Roman would deny his wife nothing. Whatever she wanted to eat, watch or do he was up for the alone time with Amaya. They were finally back on track with their life and it felt fuckin wonderful. Roman looked over and watched as Amaya bit her bottom lip between her teeth; clearly enjoying herself. "Feel good beautiful?" Roman asked in a soft voice.

Amaya groaned softly as her head lulled back. "Yes baby; what would I do without your magical hands?" She asked as she looked over at Roman with a soft smile. "When is dinner going to be ready?" She asked.

"In about an hour or so; think we should take a nap?" Roman asks and watches as she nods. Roman leaned his body down going between Amaya's body and the back of the couch, wrapped an arm around her hips to make sure she didn't fall off, as soon as he got situated she turned into him.

"Don't let me fall." Amaya pleaded.

"I won't baby." Roman chuckled as he wrapped his arm further around her and let his hand grip her cotton shorts covered backside. "Why don't we go nap on the bed instead of on this couch? I don't want you getting hurt."

Amaya groaned softly. "I don't want to move; so comfortable." She mumbled softly.

Roman chuckled quietly clearly she was more tired than she knew because a few minutes later her breathing is labored and she was completely out. It was totally understandable considering they didn't even leave their bed until 1 pm; clearly he'd worn her out just as much as she'd worn him out. Roman carefully moved around as he lifted her into his arms before he carried her upstairs to their room. He set his alarm for forty-five minutes and laid down with her as she once against burrowed into his chest.

Amaya woke up to the sound of soft bells. Her aqua eyes fluttered open and saw Roman's cell phone sitting on his pillow. She hit the button to stop it and saw a post it note sticking to the screen. 'Please dress in this and meet me in the den.' She looked down and saw a red ribbon wrapped around a box. She sat up and pulled the ribbon off and opened the box. She smiled softly as she saw the red satin nightie with the black lace trim and matched boy cut panties.

She stood from the bed and discarded her cotton shorts, panties, t-shirt and bra. She slipped the panties on and they were nice and stretchy over her slight bump and then slipped the red nightie on, it barely went to mid-thigh and she smiled because he knew the right size and everything for her. He was always good at buying things that required her size.

She reached up and pulled the clip out of her hair and let her caramel colored tresses fall down her back. She grabbed his phone and softly padded down the stairs and stopped in front of the den. She could hear the rain outside and it sounded like a monsoon was going on. She peeked into the den and smiled as Roman had a fire going to take the chill from the air with Candles lit along the fireplace mantle and all over the room.

"You going to go in or stay out here?"

Amaya spun around and let out a squeak. "Jesus Christ Roman! Invest in some bells!" Amaya exclaimed with her hand on her chest.

Roman's deep chuckle filled the hallway before he cocked his head towards the den. "Go in woman." His hands were full and he watched as Amaya walked in and took in the gardenia scent of the burning candles. It was her favorite scent to burn in the house on nights when it was raining. Roman set the plates down on the lower portion of the mantle before he turned and smiled softly. "I'm glad it fits perfect." He reached out and caressed her side before he moved his hand over her slight bump.

"I love it. Thank you." Amaya stated as she pushed up on her toes and kissed his lips softly. "So what's all this?"

"This is our anniversary dinner." Roman leaned down and caught her lips. "Happy Anniversary Amaya."

Amaya smiled up as she returned his kiss. "Happy Anniversary Roman." She held out her hands and he took both of them and carefully leaned down so she could sit down. She hadn't noticed before but there were several blankets and pillows on the floor; clearly they were doing it picnic style. She smiled softly when Roman sat down and it was then she noticed he was only in his red boxer/briefs. Apparently pajama's was the theme for the evening.

Roman had baked lemon pepper chicken and made garlic mashed potatoes; Amaya was in food heaven. It had been a while since Roman had cooked for her and she always cherished it. Of course last time she was pregnant he did quite a bit of the cooking because he was worried she'd burn her baby bump.

Amaya watched as Roman took the plates and everything out of the room. She'd stood up and went over by the huge window watching as the rain came down outside. She loved the rain. She smiled softly as Roman's arms slid around her body. "It's so quiet and peaceful tonight." She noted. She groaned softly as Roman's lips started placing random kisses along her neck; her head moved to the side slightly to give him better access. He knew exactly what to do to get her in the mood.

Roman's right hand slipped under the nightie and slid down into her panties; her wetness was already coating his thick fingers as he pushed his way through her slick folds and softly touched her hard hub and felt her jolt against his body. He loved her pregnant and sensitive. "Mmmm so wet baby; did I do that to you?" His tenor voice questioned in her ear; he took note that her breathing had hitched as she nodded not being able to trust her voice.

Roman's left hand joined his right under her nightie as he freed her body of her panties and let them slide down her legs and land down around her ankles. "Come with me beautiful." Roman beckoned as he took her hand and pulled her back over to the soft pile of blankets. He gently laid her back down as he knelt between the apex of her thighs. The scent of her arousal was already thick in the air. He slowly slid the material of the nightie up her body before discarding it.

Roman leaned down as his lips kissed a path from her super sensitive nipples and swelling breasts down her torso across her slight baby bump; being sure to tickle her soft sensitive skin with his goatee as he continued down her body.

"Roman…"

God her moans were music to his ears.

The first lick of his tongue up the length of her slit and she was complete putty and he felt her hips lift up off the floor; he wasn't sure what it was but while being pregnant her scent changed and the taste of her arousal changed as well. It tasted kind of like grapefruit with brown sugar drizzled over it; either way it was a flavor all her own and he could never get enough of it. It would linger on his tongue for a couple of hours before it faded and he would need more. He should figure out how to bottle it and take it on the road with him.

Amaya's hands were fisting the blankets beneath their bodies as Roman continued to let his tongue and fingers drive her crazy. He knew exactly what he was doing and since she was pregnant he knew everything was more sensitive. She could feel the tightness in her lower abdomen and when his tongue circled her hard nub she couldn't help as she moaned out and flooded his mouth with her juices.

Roman lapped at her sensitive core and nub as he let his tongue clean up the mess it had made. He could feel his erection pressing against the red boxer/briefs he was still wearing; he needed to be inside of her. Roman sat up slightly as his tongue was still licking the remnants of her off his mustache and goatee.

Roman's kissed up her body before he captured her lips. She moaned into his mouth as she tasted herself on his tongue. Roman broke the kiss as he smiled down she was glowing; this was just the night they needed. Roman sat back on his haunches as he grabbed her hands and gently pulled her up and turned her around. He groaned audibly as she backed up and grabbed his erection between her thighs and guided him into her body.

Amaya felt him deep inside of her body he always felt like he was specifically made for her. She felt Roman's hands as they caressed her side and hips as he gently pulled her back against his chest. His lips kissing her neck and shoulder as his hands slid around and caressed the slight baby bump she had.

"God I hope you're having a boy." Roman stated in his deep tenor voice and smirked when Amaya shivered against him.

"Roman you've wanted a girl since you found out I was pregnant and NOW you want to change your mind; what gives?" Amaya asked as she covered his hands with her own.

Roman's hands slid up as he cupped her swelling breasts letting her nipples slide between his fingers as he heard her hiss out. "If we have another boy that means we can just try again for that girl. I love you all beautiful and pregnant sweetheart. Haven't you figured that out yet?" His hips slowly started to move as he rocked in and out of her body.

"Your skin is nice and glowing, your breasts are swollen and sensitive, you're carrying our baby below your heart and we created him or her together; just like we created Isaac together. I think we did pretty good with him baby." Roman nuzzled her neck as he continued to rock slowly in and out of her body. He could already feel her second orgasm building by the way her breathing had hitched and he knew his was going to hit him just as hard because he could feel her muscles as they would clench and unclench around him.

Amaya looked back over her shoulder as she smiled softly trying to keep her breathing even; even though she knew she was close right now. "Roman, I'll have as many babies with you that you want. As long as you're by my side I don't need or want anything or anyone else. I love you so much." She moaned at the end as she felt one hand leave her breasts and slide down her body over her bump to her soaked slit. She felt him push his fingers through her slick folds and started thumbing her nub.

Amaya swallowed hard. "Ugh Roman…"

"Are you going to cum for me baby? Huh? Are you going to cum all over my dick?" Roman grunted in his ear as he felt her juices coating his finger and her walls tightening around him. "Cum for me baby." He encouraged. Roman's hips slowly picked up the pace and before long Amaya fell over the edge and took Roman with her; calling out each other's names as the road the wave of ecstasy.

Roman carefully pulled out of his wife's body and laid her on the blankets he got up and blew all the candles out before he rejoined her on the blankets, she wrapped her body around his as he pulled a sheet over them knowing it would be enough as they fell asleep in front of the fire place.

Best Anniversary Ever.