Chapter 18 - So In Love

Icy blue eyes looked around the den. There were bodies all over the place. Braden was stretched out on the floor, Nala was asleep sitting up on the couch with Max's head in her lap. Dean looked down as his blue watched Samaria fast asleep in his arms. All of the kids had been upset when they left the hospital; not wanting to leave not only their parents behind but their sibling as well. The TV volume was down and his watch read 3 AM. He reached over and turned the TV off; clearly no one was watching it.

Dean could tell no matter what was going on between Roman and Ayana, the kids were still bonded and were none the wiser of the issues their parents were having. Dean couldn't have been more thankful for that alone. He hated his mother growing up and it wasn't until he'd gone into the Indy wrestling circuit and got away from her that his hatred of her changed.

He had watched for years as she basically whored herself out to put food on the table for him and his sister. He remained close to his sister for a while, but they eventually went their separate ways. His relationship with his mother varied on her willingness to want to actually speak to him. He was pretty sure she resented him for leaving her and going out on his own when he was 16.

They spoke once or twice a year...sometimes three if it was a good year; other than that he really didn't have much communication with her. Every once in a while he tried to insert himself in her life for special holidays and would even invite her to join him and Nala but most of the time she declined.

Nala had demons of her own too with her parents. She had started closing herself off at 14 and by the age of 16 her parents were accusing her of doing drugs and having sex with boys; so they kicked her out. She began living with her aunt Cecilia -her father's sister. Cecilia took one look at Nala and could read her like a book. Not only was she NOT doing drugs, but she was still a virgin as well. At that point her Aunt Cecilia was more of a mother to her than her own. Aunt Cecilia was also the one who gave Nala away at her and Dean's wedding. Well as much as one can be given away at a Vegas wedding.

Dean couldn't fathom being thrown away; he chose to leave, his mother never once threw him out. Which was probably why he loved Nala so much. She had a big heart and loved with her whole soul...and she loved him and that meant more to him than she could ever possibly know.

Blue eyes once again went to the small girl in his arms. He knew Nala would screech like a banshee if he was to tell her he could stand to have a few just like her...maybe with his color hair and Nala's killer eyes.

Dean carefully stood with Samaria leaning against his chest and walked through the house placing her in a bed in one of the spare rooms; before he walked back and gently woke Braden and carried Max behind him to the other two spare rooms.

Dean walked back into the den as he leaned over and carefully lifted Nala into his arms. He lover how she automatically burrowed into his chest as he carried her to their room. Once he kicked the door closed quietly he laid Nala down and watched as her eyes slowly fluttered open. "I didn't mean to wake you darlin'. I was just trying to get you in a more comfortable spot to sleep."

Nala nodded. "It's okay. Did you get the kids down?" She asked softly. As she sat up long enough to shimmy out of her jeans and removed her bra. She could handle sleeping in her panties and t-shirt for the night. they just could sleep naked like usual incase the kids woke them up the following morning.

"Yes ma'am." Dean stated as he peeled his t-shirt off while walking around the bed and sat down to kick off his sneakers. She would have his head for putting his dirty shoes on their bed. A few minutes later he felt the bed dip behind him and warm t-shirt covered breasts pressed against his bare back as one arm went over his right shoulder and another arm under his left arm. Both hands palming his chest as her lips trailed across his broad shoulders.

It was nights like these he missed with her when he was on the road. He had half a mind to tell her to let the inmates run the asylum while she went on the road with him.

"God I missed you." Her soft voice murmured in his ear.

Dean could already feel himself reacting to her touch; for him it never took much before losing his mind over her. Dean moved around so he could lean against the headboard before pulling her to straddle his lap.

"Dean, I need to talk to you about something..." Nala trailed off as his lips caught hers in a passionate kiss.

His hands roaming her body before settling on her backside and pulling her closer to him. "Later darlin'...much later." He mumbled as his lips went back to the task at hand. He figured they'd both be fast asleep once they moved into their bedroom, but his woman had other things on her mind and now so did he.

Nala could feel his hands sliding under her t-shirt; his fingertips skimming her overly sensitive flesh as she felt the goose bumps break out. Her body started moving without her mind being in sync with it and when he said 'arms up' she complied immediately as her t-shirt was pushed up and off. His hands automatically palming her breasts as her nipples hardened into peaks at his touch and the thought of what was to come.

Her hands slid down his torso to the waist of his jeans as she flipped the button on them and pulled them open; forcing the zipper down. She could already feel the heat rising from the crotch of his jeans; it was hotter once her hand found its way inside to wrap around his length and stroked him a few times. His throaty groan was enough to let her know he was more than ready.

Nala felt herself quiver as Dean hooked his index and middle finger in the crotch of her panties before he yanked and the cotton tore away easily. His hands ripped them the rest of the way off and what was left of the tatters were floating to the floor of their bedroom.

"Ride me darlin'."

Dean's gravelly voice and icy blues had Nala biting her bottom lip as she gripped him in her hand before standing on her knees and positioning him at her entrance. She gently sat down as they both groaned.

Just the thought of him being surrounded by her velvety moist heat was enough to make him harden further in her body. He already knew she was about to take him on the ride of his life as she started working her hips. He leaned down and sucked her right nipple into his mouth; feelings her fingers tunnel through his blonde-auburn curls holding him against her breast. Before long his lips kissed between the valley of her perky breasts as he sucked her left nipple into his mouth. He loved it when both nipples peaked against the surface of his tongue. He loved that the way her body reacted to him.

Dean growled from the back of his throat as he gripped her naked thighs and suddenly powered up and over; planting Nala on her back in the middle of the bed. Nala's squeal had him chuckling as he braced himself on his elbows over her; her legs wrapped around his waist as the heels of her feet dug into his jean covered ass. He still hadn't gotten out of his jeans but he wasn't about to abandon his wife's body just to shed clothes; he could do that later.

He slowly pulled out before plummeting back into her body. He slowly picked up a steady rhythm of rocking in and out of her body. His face buried between her breasts; her fingernail digging into his shoulders and back. Nothing was better than this moment; not being the US Champ, not being the IC Champ...No championship was better than being buried in his wife.

"Dean..."

Dean smirked at his wife's whimper she was getting close to the edge. He felt her nails dig into his skin a little rougher. His tongue licked up between her breasts, up her throat as his lips connected to hers. One last sipping kiss before he sat back on his haunches - moving her ankles to his shoulders already knowing he was about to go her deeper. He gripped her thighs as he continued to work her body in earnest.

"Dean..." Nala whimpered once more.

"You gonna cum for me darlin'?" Dean asked and watched as she nodded in answer. Smirking again one hand snaked between her soft thighs and began to stroke the little bundle of nerves in the middle of her slick slit. "C'mon beautiful cum all over me." He encouraged her; as he alternated stoking and thrusting to get the perfect rhythm down for her. He looked down as one of her hands laced fingers with his that was around her thigh and felt her fingers tighten a couple of times before she finally fell over the edge and he felt the warmth flood him. It didn't take him long to follow suit.

She slapped a hand over her mouth...they were really not trying to wake up the kids.

Dean gently pulled himself from her body once they both had calmed. He grabbed her hands and pulled her up and back as he laid down and she landed on his chest. "Anymore nights like this and I will never go back to work." Dean warned.

Nala giggled as she burrowed into his side further. "Don't make promises you can't keep." If Dean never went back to work for WWE, she'd only be too happy. She wanted him here always. Of course she'd not had him around 24/7 before, so he could very well get on her last nerve and then she would have to stab him with a pair of her hair scissors.

"Yes ma'am."

Roman sat in Odyn's hospital room as he looked across the hospital bed at his wife. She hadn't slept at all; she stayed awake and watched over their son all night long. The dark circles under her eyes were a dead giveaway that she wasn't getting enough sleep and it wasn't from just one night; it was clearly from several sleepless nights.

Roman had put her through a lot of bullshit; bullshit she didn't deserve, bullshit she wouldn't of had to go through had he just been honest with her. He was surprised she hadn't left his ass sooner because he hadn't been much of a husband for the last two years...and he knew it.

Roman watched as Ayana moved around a bit before she stood and stretched out her body. "Why did you stay?"

Ayana quirked an eyebrow at her husband. "Because I'm not leaving our son alone in the hospital...why else?" She stated obviously.

Roman shook his head. "Not what I meant. I mean why did you stay with me? 2 years of nothing from me and you still stayed. I don't understand. You could be with AJ all you want if you left me."

Ayana's arms crossed over her chest as she sat back in the chair. "You really want to talk about this here?"

Roman looked down at his hands that were laced together resting on the foot of Odyn's bed. "I figure I haven't been doing much talking lately; maybe I should start."

Ayana blinked. He really did want to talk. It felt like it had been decades since they had an actual conversation. She swallowed before licking her dry lips. "I know I broke our vows by sleeping with AJ repeatedly, it's not something I'm particularly proud of. I always figured if any cheating was going to happen in this marriage it would be you; the way the female fans throw themselves at all of the male WWE wrestles and with how many days you guys are on the road. It would be only too easy to do it and forget about it while you move on to the next town."

"I know you cheated on me too, but I also know you didn't start until after I did. I never would've thought in a million years that I would be able to cheat on you Roman and quite frankly if you wanted a divorce because of that reason alone; I'd sign the papers. I'm not a saint and any excuse I gave you right now because why I did it wouldn't be enough to save me. I'm not infallible, but at the same time neither are you. You've been keeping something from me - something that clearly effects everything you do in your day to day life or you wouldn't have alienated me the way you did." Ayana pointed out truthfully.

Roman needed to hear all of this. His alienation of his wife because of the pain he felt in his heart and soul drove him away from his wife. And he still had no reason why he kept his pain a secret from her. She was quite literally the love of his life. The months he's spent screwing Sasha wasn't even a blip on his radar and when he ended things with her he felt like a weight had been lifted, but then it came crashing down on his shoulders once again because he hadn't been honest with his wife.

"I know I probably could've saved us both a lot of pain and heartache had I just opened my mouth and been honest with you about what I was feeling and why I was feeling it. I know keeping this secret has been one of the stupidest things I could've ever done to us. I'm still going to take the 30 days you gave me to figure out how to explain all of this to you." Roman's low voice rumbled.

"I can wait Roman; I can wait because I love you." Ayana shook her head. "Because I never stopped loving you."

Making love to his wife all night was just exactly what he needed. The were both sleep deprived when they slowly woke out of their dreamland stupor the next morning they weren't sure either could function...not that that was an entirely bad thing.

Definitely not.

Dean looked at his wife as she laid next to him; her t-shirt was up slightly showing off part of her naked hip. If she didn't have her panties on he believed he would've indulged in a nice early morning snack. Uncle Dean had to keep in mind that he had three small ones running around the house. He'd gotten up earlier in the morning and went downstairs to check on Braden, Max and Samaria and was pleasantly surprised that Braden had not only taken care of his siblings in making sure they'd gotten a decent breakfast but cleaned up afterwards. Dean pretty much told them they had the lay of the land because he was going back to bed with Aunt Nala.

He didn't hear a peep out of them since.

"Stop watching me sleep it's creepy." Nala protested with a giggle.

"It's not creepy Mrs. Ambrose. I love watching you sleep." Dean chuckled as he leaned over and pecked her lips. "Didn't you have something you wanted to discuss with me last night? You know before I had you screaming my name."

Nala smirked as she rolled over to face Dean. She sucked the corner of her bottom lip between her teeth as her eyes locked with her husband's. "I'm so in love with you."

Dean's brow furrowed as he reached over and caressed her cheek with his thumb. "I love you too darlin'." Something was wrong and red flags were being thrown up all over inside his head. "What's wrong?"

"I'm pregnant."