Dwayne POV
Dwayne had to get out of the cave, he didn't want to leave his mate when she was upset but her anger hit him hard. She'd never seriously lost her cool with him, but she'd really ripped into him in front of everyone. He left before anyone had the chance to even look at him further, he felt ashamed of himself, knew everyone was right, he had to keep control in situations where his family were in danger. But it was hard to keep his emotions in check, he guessed maybe it was his warrior past that influenced his actions. When faced with an enemy, a warrior never felt fear, they just attacked until the enemy was either killed or fled. He realised he couldn't act that way anymore, a vampire enemy was different to a human enemy, it was much easier for a vampire to trick you, catch you off guard and rip your heart out.
Dwayne grabbed a quick bite, taking advantage of a lone Surfer Nazi who'd fallen asleep on the beach, once finished he decided he'd better get back to the cave, grovel on his hands and knees for his mate's forgiveness if that's what it would take. It was time for him to grow up, he was going to be a father very soon, he had to set a good example for his son. Arriving back at the cave everything was quiet, his brother's and Star must have gone out for the night, he hoped Mariam hadn't gone with them. Dwayne checked the baby's room first, she liked to go there often but to his dismay she wasn't there, he circled back round to the door of their room, quietly pushing it open. He smiled adoringly when he found her laying on the mattress, stroking her bump, talking to the baby. Noticing his presence Mariam fell silent, a look of hurt crossing her features.
"You decided to come back then" she stated, a hint of annoyance in her voice. He shrugged off his jacket along with his boots, lowing himself to lay beside her, he pulled her into his arms, relieved when she didn't push him away. "I'm so sorry princess" He apologised earnestly, "I fucked up, you were right, I need to grow up and I will, starting from now. Our son needs a good role model, I want that to be me. Please say you forgive me." He professed kissing her forehead. She stroked his cheek, cupping his jaw in her hand, "Of course I forgive you gorgeous, I'm happy you understood what I was saying, even if I didn't say it in the nicest way, which I'm sorry for by the way" She told him, "No princess you don't need to apologise, you had every right to say what you did." He reassured her kissing her gently on the lips.
"So, is this the part where we have hot make-up sex?" Mariam asked him, raising her eyebrow suggestively. "Now who's the horny asshole." He replied with a chuckle, affectionately kissing her neck. "You're obviously a bad influence." She laughed, "Too right baby" He winked, rolling himself on top of her.
Dwayne kissed her passionately, franticly pushing his tongue against hers, running his hands over her body as he explored curves, he gently pushed his hips against hers in a bid to close the space between them, kissing down her neck and chest, caressing her breasts with heavy hands. As she begun to moan and writhe below him, the movements of his hips became harder, faster as his desire for her grew stronger. He was about to bite into neck, driving her wild when he felt a fluttering, bumping sensation against his stomach, he paused, wondering if he'd just imagined the feelings. The sensation hit him again, ensuring him it wasn't just in his mind, Mariam stopped and laughed, "Seems little man doesn't like being disturbed."
Dwayne laughed when he realised his son was more or less telling him to get off, "cock blocked by my own son, not cool man" He laughed, rolling off to lay at the side of her. "Little man doesn't like to be squashed but it doesn't mean sex is off limits does it?" She purred, "Besides it would be a shame to waste that hard on of yours" She stated stroking his chest seductively. "I like your way of thinking baby" He whispered, biting his lower lip in anticipation as she knelt over him, slowly unzipping his jeans, tugging them off and placing them to the side.
Mariam wrapped her hand around his hard length, slowly moving up and down his shaft, Dwayne groaned collapsing back onto the mattress, his head resting on the pillows. She licked the tip of his length teasingly, sending small shivers up his spine, she took him in her mouth, his eyes rolling back as he groaned with pleasure. She swirled her tongue around his length, gently sucking, bobbing her head up and down his length, the head of his length hitting the back of her throat. When she removed him from her mouth he almost complained, that was until she straddled him, provocatively positioning him at the entrance of her warm, wet sex. She lowered herself slightly, allowing the tip to enter her, he growled as she smirked mischievously. "What's wrong Dwayne, don't you have any patience?" She tormented. "When it comes to making love to you, patience doesn't exist." He stated breathily. "You're just a cheese ball." She laughed, taking his hands in hers. She lowered herself down on his length, taking him completely, she moaned as his length filled her, she felt fit to burst. Mariam rocked herself slowly back and forth, allowing Dwayne to pull her, guiding her with his arms, helping to build up rhythm pleasurable for both of them. He groaned as she rocked harder, placing her hands on his hips to keep her balance. "You're so sexy" he panted, biting at his lip, she gave him a cheeky smile, slowly raising herself up so only the tip was inside her, Dwayne looked like he was more than ready to flip her onto her back and take over. She pushed herself back down, giggling as he growled, grabbing at her ass. She bounced hard and fast on his length, enjoying the bursts of pleasure each time his length hit her g-spot. She felt herself about to reach orgasm, feeling she was close, Dwayne thrust his hips hard up inside her, sending her over the edge, she came hard, waves of pleasure radiating through her body making the walls of her sex clamp down around his length, her thighs tensing and quaking against his, he moaned as he burst inside her, coming hard, squeezing her ass roughly.
Mariam clambered off him, laying herself next to him, resting her head on his shoulder, "I love you Dwayne" She exclaimed kissing his neck tenderly. "I love you too beautiful, forever and always." He replied placing a loving kiss on her lips, resting his hand on her bump. "Little man's gunna be here soon, you have any idea's what you wanna call him?" Dwayne asked curiously. "I've been trying to think of something that's gunna suit a little vamp, but I have no idea." She smiled with a shrug. Dwayne laughed, rubbing circles round her thriving bump, smiling as he felt his son following his movements. "Hmm... what shall we call you little man?" he directed to his wriggling son. "What about Draven?" Dwayne asked her, "Draven? Does it have a meaning?" she asked in return. "It means hunter." Dwayne nodded. "Maybe, do you know any others?" She asked curiously. "Umm… let me think..." Dwayne gazed at the ceiling lost in thought, "What about Devante." Dwayne finally answered. "Devante, does Devante have a mean?" Mariam queried. "It means the one who fights for the wronged ones" He answered. Mariam smiled, nodding enthusiastically, "I think Devante is perfect."
As if he agreed, the baby kicked gently against his hand which still resided on his mate's bump. "Seems like little man thinks so too." They both beamed, stroking Mariam's stomach in unison,
"Can't wait to meet you Devante" Mariam whispered.