Chapter Forty-Nine: Edward

March 7, 2023

Cambridge, England

"What about Diego?"

I roll my eyes, continuing to flip through the book in my hands.

"Felipe?"

I look up at Bella. "Is this your way of telling me the baby isn't mine, but really your Spanish Lover's?"

She grins at me, wiggling her toes which are sitting in my lap as she stretches out on the sofa. "Yup, his name is Rodrigo." She puts an extra emphasis on the R and I shake my head, barking out a laugh.

"Perfect," I say, looking back at the book.

"Come on, Babe." She giggles, poking her toes into my side. "Be my Spanish Lover."

It's honestly not the craziest thing she's asked me to do in bed.

"Maybe later," I mutter. She laughs.

"I can't wait to do the dirty tango with you."

I laugh, setting my book down and looking up at her. "Babe," I say, unable to stop laughing. "I need to focus, please."

She giggles, but mimes shutting her mouth.

I try to look back at my book, but it's utterly useless. My mind is so far from Old Norse poetry.

"What about Duckling?"

I'm fucking done.

I throw the book onto the coffee table and turn to face Bella who is watching me expectantly.

"Yes," I tell her, grabbing her ankles and yanking her body toward me. She slides easily over the sofa, letting out a surprised squeak.

"Yes?" She asks, her eyes wide and hopeful.

"Yes, let's call our child Duckling."

She grins, sitting up and climbing into my lap. I wrap my arms around her as her knees settle on either side of my hips.

"Or we can call it Cygnet," she says. "Is it too late to change our last name to Swan?"

I kiss her to shut her up, and she laughs against my mouth, melting into me.

Her bump is big enough that it is a solid presence between us, and my hands roam around it, stroking her skin gently.

Bella grunts, breaking our kiss. "No need for the foreplay," she says, reaching for the hem of her t-shirt. "I've been horny since breakfast."

I laugh as she pulls the shirt up over her head.

Her tits are huge right now, and I can't help but pressing my lips to the swell of one as she reaches behind her to take off her bra. I press an open mouthed kiss to her skin and she grunts, her back arching to shove her breast into my mouth, her hands forgetting their task. My hands come up her body, cupping her through her bra as I pull one of her tits free from the restraint.

"Fuck," she hisses. "Fuck, fuck."

I smile against her skin, making sure to brush the light stubble on my chin over her sensitive skin. She grunts again, her eyes closing, her head tossing back. Her tits have always been pretty sensitive, but since getting pregnant, it's almost an instant orgasm the moment I start playing with them.

"Why do I even bother wearing one of these," she screams, and I realize she's too worked up to take the bra off.

I release her, laughing as I reach around to unhook the clasps easily.

The moment it flutters to the floor, she leans up on her knees, shoving her boobs into my face.

If it kills me, I'd die a happy man.

I lavish her skin, splitting my attention between each breast evenly, one of my hands working her nipples when my mouth is occupied by the other breast.

My other hand travels down to the curve of her ass, kneading her and making her hips jerk against my lap.

"Fuck!" she screams, and I know she's close. I continue working her tits as my hand slips between her legs, tracing her thighs through her leggings.

I feel her body tense as her orgasm takes over. I don't slow my assault on her tits, and when she comes down from her high, she's panting.

"Fuck me!" She growls. I laugh, releasing her nipple.

I'm well and truly worked up myself, and I reach down, shoving my sweatpants down enough that my dick springs free. Bella is about to climb off me when I growl, grabbing her hips and keeping her over me. She looks confused, and with both hands, I squeeze her ass before reaching between her legs and ripping a massive hole in her leggings.

"Oh, fuck off," she moans, her hips swinging, her pussy desperately seeking my fingers that are lingering between her thighs. I let my fingers play with her, tracing her as my mouth finds her tits again. Bella reaches for my hair, yanking so hard it almost hurts.

"Stop playing with me!"

God, I love how demanding she is.

I grin, releasing her tit again. I reach down to grab my dick and guide it in her. The moment I'm at her entrance, Bella slams down over me, taking me into her in a single motion.

We both let out heavy groans.

"Oh, fuck me," she groans. I huff a laugh.

"A rather think it's up to you to fuck me in this position," I tell her, smacking her ass. Her pussy clenches around me, and her eyes focus, finding mine. She glares at me, lifting almost completely off my dick before coming down again hard. She swivels her hips and clenches her pussy exactly the right way to make my eyes cross as my head falls back on the sofa.

Holy shit.

"Talk like that is for quitters," she huffs, going through the moves again. "Are you really going to make your pregnant wife do all the work?"

I grab her hips, stopping her from making a third pass. She looks at me in surprise as I hold her steady so that my dick is almost falling out of her.

"God that mouth of yours," I grunt, jutting my hips up to slam into her. She immediately screams, her hands clenching my shoulders. "You're such a fucking bully," I say, slipping out and back into her again. She cries out, her back arching, her pussy putting a death grip on me. She lets out a strangled laugh.

"God, yes. More!"

I slam into her and she cries out, her head falling over mine. I wrap my arms around her and in a single move flip us over so that she's on her back. She looks surprised, but in a moment I'm drilling into her again and she screams, her head falling back against the sofa.

"Fuck, yes!"

I pull out of her, grabbing a throw pillow to put under her hips. She looks up at me expectantly. "Now!" she demands.

"Shut up," I huff, making sure she's secure. I see her grin. She loves it when I snap at her.

"I need you to fuck me like you mean it."

I look up her body once I'm sure she's secure and not uncomfortable. "I'm going to fuck you until you can't talk," I tell her. Her eyes darken and her tongue slips out, licking her lips. Before she can give me some smart ass reply, I lift up on my knees and dive back into her.

With her hips elevated, I'm able to absolutely rail her, hitting her exactly the right way to make her literally speechless. She's incoherent, writhing under me, her body strung so tight that it's almost hard to move in and out of her.

I lean froward, taking one of her tits into my mouth and let my teeth graze her nipple as I slam into her again.

Bella screams, her body locking down as her orgasm completely overtakes her. I drive into her a few more times before I can't hold out anymore and I come in her, my own body shaking from the sheer fucking force of pleasure rolling through me.

Bella is absolutely boneless under me, and when I can see straight, I slip out of her, removing the pillow from under her hips. She doesn't move, doesn't say anything, and I huff a laugh, pulling my shirt off over my head and kicking my sweats off. I yank her torn leggings off her body and then stretch out next to her on the sofa, taking her into my arms.

"I dare Rodrigo to beat that," I whisper in her ear. She huffs an exhausted laugh.

"Rodrigo can fuck all the way off," she moans. I snicker as she curls into my chest before she's dozing off.