ATLAS:
Knowing that my female is waiting for our puppy inside her belly is an incredible feeling, especially when this blessed little being is the result of the purest love between a male and a female.
Yes, I'll admit that ever since I found out about my puppy I've been pretty emotional, but damn it's MY puppy! this is reason enough for all this emotion.
The only problem has been the fact that my princess is more fearful than any other being in existence, she in no way understands the meaning of being quiet and making no effort.
It's so unbelievable that she doesn't know how to distinguish the types of dangers she's exposed to. Even indoors is not safe, and I say that because a simple slip could be something catastrophic.
(We need to keep an eye on her)— Klaus responds, and I readily agree.
I enter my home after having had an exhausting day dealing with the bureaucracies of the kingdom, bureaucracies which, unfortunately, are inevitable and in no way can I put aside, even if I prefer a thousand times to be with my female right now.
I walk the halls trying to imagine what she must be doing, maybe she took a relaxing shower...
I can't finish my thoughts as I'm exasperated by the scene in front of me.
My companion is crouched down, cleaning whatever, and every movement she makes while rubbing the cloth on the floor, causes her ass to shake, and consequently my friend wakes up at the sight.
— Mel, can I know what you think you're doing?— I say trying to control as much as possible the part inside of me that would like to throw her over my shoulders and give that hot ass a good spanking (affectionately, of course).
But I have to be rational, she was in an uncomfortable position, and that could harm her health and that of our puppy, apart from the fact that this effort in scrubbing the floor is not recommended for her condition.
My princess ends up getting scared when she hears the sound of my voice, and I regret having arrived suddenly, scaring her, since she was focused on what she was doing.
— Damn Atlas, you could just make some noise as you approach, right— he exclaims, standing up and looking at me with half—closed eyes.
I throw her a look where I clearly show my regret, I can't make her scared like that, especially because of our puppy.
What a great male I am— I think wryly, feeling guilt spreading through my being.
— I'm sorry my princess, I ended up acting without thinking straight, I'm sorry— I say it sincerely— however, I have to make it clear that I don't agree that you're trying so hard, you should be resting and not scrubbing the floor like you were right now just— I finish running a hand nervously through my hair.
— The one who has to make something clear here is Atlas Jackson Martin— he says approaching slowly pointing the cloth, which he was using before, in my direction— I am pregnant and not with a terminal illness, in addition to being in perfect condition to do whatever you want, and you won't be the one to stop me, did I make myself clear?— he finishes looking at me deathly, still holding the cloth as if at any moment he would kill me using it.
I remain static not knowing exactly what to answer her, and I believe that the best thing now is to remain quiet before she decides to use that cloth for a murder, mine to be exact.
(Fear of a female Atlas? )— my wolf's blessing decides to show up, to make fun of the situation.
(Only ours my dear, only ours)— I let a sideways smile appear as I answer the obvious.
I slowly approach my female, looking into her eyes seeing that glow I'm in love with, analyzing her face, and seeing that even without those things she puts on her face, she manages to look even more beautiful, perfect, and totally MINE.
(OUR!)— I ignore Klaus' comment and continue to enjoy my female's beauty.
I put one of the little strands of her hair that is out of place behind her ear, and I approach her being knocked out by her delicious strawberry smell mixed with our puppy's.
I growl in approval, feeling my chest swell with happiness and pride, both are MINE!
— It was more than clear my princess— I run my hand down your neck and stop near your breasts, feeling your breathing become faster as I trace the path— just let me take care of your needs now, do— la relax as you deserve— I whisper and bite her earlobe, which causes her to involuntarily shiver.
— Oh yes Atlas, I need this relaxation— she speaks a little breathlessly, holding my arms to stabilize herself— I just need a shower first, I was finishing a cleaning as you must have seen— she says a little embarrassed.
— I don't see any problem princess, I'll bath you and massage your feet, they must be sore after the exhausting day— I answer already bringing her to my lap, taking care that she is in a position where she is comfortable, and soon then heading towards the stairs.
— You didn't have to carry me dear, remember that soon I'll be getting quite round— she says with a little laugh— and I think it will be hard to get used to it— she concludes burying her head in my chest, sighing and closing her eyes in the process.
— There's no need to get used to it, I'll keep carrying it whenever possible, and even with a few extra pounds it'll still be light as a feather— I mumble, not liking to imagine not having her in my arms.
I get to the bedroom open the door and close it right after, I carefully deposit my female in our bed, moving away just to prepare her bath.
I fill the bathtub, putting in some salts that I had seen that my princess liked, as she used them frequently.
I go back to the room where I find her looking at me following my movements, and she gets up as soon as I stop in front of her.
I start to lift the shirt I was wearing and try to control myself with the sight of her breasts bouncing out when I finish taking it off.
Pregnancy is leaving you with a more perfect body than it was before.
I instantly start salivating at the thought of putting them in my mouth, but I control myself, or at least I try to, telling myself that she deserves to relax before doing what I have in mind.
I throw the blouse somewhere, which I didn't pay attention to, as I was busy with the sight of my female. And then I turn my attention to the pants she was wearing.
Cum!
I kneel in front of her and start undoing the buttons, then pull her down along with her panties.
I try at all costs to keep my eyes away from what I want, and I end up holding my attention on her belly, still flat, but soon to be very round.
I caress and kiss feeling the heartbeat, not so loud, but very evident from him.
My being lights up just imagining my puppy running and growing up like a brave warrior, I will teach him everything I know and I'm sure he will become a much better wolf than his old father.
I smile, but that smile slowly fades when I absently look down at her belly and close my eyes in an attempt to distract my mind.
I fail miserably.
Mainly because right away I take a deep breath feeling the smell that exudes between her legs, the aroma of her Mel that I already see shining asking for attention.
I growl in an animalistic tone feeling my mouth salivating wanting to taste the same, suck until I feel his release in my mouth.
Fuck it, I need her now!