His Nasty Virgin

I smiled at Juliana as she stepped out of the closet. Her belly was rounded out now, and she looked stunning. At twenty-one weeks pregnant, she was positively glowing, and she was fucking beautiful.

“It’s so hot,” she huffed.

I laughed and stood up from the bed, walking towards her. “That’s your hormones, baby.” I pressed a kiss to her cheek. “Come on; we need to eat breakfast so we can go down to see Dr. Williams for your appointment.”

She sighed and rubbed her hand over her belly. She was still iffy about being pregnant, though she was definitely a lot more warmed up to the idea than she had been before.

It helped that I always took time to reinforce my bond with her daily. She’d been let down so much in her life, but I would never let her down nor would I ever turn my back on her.

I cupped her belly with my hands and pressed a kiss to her neck. “You’ve got to be the sexiest pregnant woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on,” I rumbled.

She giggled. “Stop trying to get me back in bed. We’re hungry.” I grinned at her through the mirror. “We, huh?” I teased.

She laughed. “Yes, we me and this baby you put in me.” I felt the baby lightly kick her belly. My grin widened before I pressed a kiss to her temple and grabbed her hand in mine, leading her from our room. Mrs. Judy already had her breakfast ready toast with grape jelly, a single piece of bacon, one egg scrambled, and one pancake.

My woman was something else, but I wouldn’t change her for the world. She had her little quirks, and I loved each and every one of them.

Everything was still the same between us. I still fed her breakfast and ate mine while she chewed what I fed her. She was more open with Emmaline though, and they always chatted together during meals. And when I was out doing something for James, she and Emmaline stuck together like glue.

They were like sisters now, and I loved seeing my woman continue to grow and blossom into the beautiful goddess she was always meant to be.

After she finished eating, I took her to Dr. Williams. Today, we would be finding out if we were having a girl or a boy, and I was hoping like hell that this would finally bring Juliana around to the idea of a baby fully.

I hated seeing her happy about it one second and then miserable the next. I’d offered the abortion option numerous times, and I’d also continuously offered up adoption, but she always refused.

It tore me the fuck up inside to see her so conflicted about this baby, though.

“You ready?” I asked her, gently squeezing her hand as we drew closer to Dr. Williams.

She swallowed thickly but bravely nodded her head. I leaned over and pressed my lips to her temple. “That’s my brave girl,” I praised.

I led her into the room and helped her onto the cot. She laid back, her hands folded right above her belly. Dr. Williams smiled kindly at her. “Alright, hun, I just need you to pull your shirt up to right above your breasts and pull your leggings down from your stomach, okay?”

She did as he instructed and then folded her hands over her chest, her nervous eyes seeking out mine. I ran my hand over her hair. She drew in a deep breath before focusing her eyes on the large television screen in front of us as Dr. Williams put some gel on her belly and pushed his wand around, smearing the gel.

Our baby appeared on the screen.

“Well, that was fast,” Dr. Williams laughed. “You two are having a healthy, baby girl.”

Juliana burst into tears. My eyes widened in shock. I hadn’t expected this reaction out of her at all. She hadn’t gotten emotional at any of her other appointments.

I quickly knelt beside her and kissed her face, my heart pounding hard in my chest.

“It’s a mini-me,” she cried.

Oh, my fucking heart.

“Yes, baby girl,” I rasped. “It’s a mini-you.”

She sobbed. “I get to right all the wrongs that were done to me.” My heart squeezed in my chest for her as my soul roared for more vengeance. “I get to love her in the way I never got to be.”

“Oh, baby,” I rasped, pressing my lips to hers as my heart broke for her. “Yes, we’ll both love her in the way you should have been loved and taken care of,” I promised. “I will always protect her, just as Andres should have done for you.”

“Thank you,” she cried, looking up at me through her teary eyes. “I never knew I needed this.”Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

“Shit works out in mysterious ways,” I told her. A watery laugh spilled from her lips. I kissed her again. “You’re going to make an amazing mother, Juliana, and our baby girl is going to worship the ground you walk on. I know it with every fiber of my being.”

She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, more tears sliding down her cheeks. And I just let her hold me, giving her every bit of comfort that I could offer her.

I wasn’t a big believer in God, though I knew a deity existed. But at that moment, I knew someone bigger than me or Juliana was at work here.

She was being given something that could heal her in a way I fucking couldn’t.

Thank you, God, I silently thanked Him. You’re healing her in ways I can’t.

~*~*~

When we got back up to our room, I lifted Juliana into my arms and carried her to our playroom. I would be gentle with her just as I always was since she was getting bigger the further along in the pregnancy she got. But she and I both needed this after the emotional morning we’d had.

And I wanted to reinforce our bond together before I left tonight to go take care of something for James.

She responded to me eagerly, her hands working on removing my clothes for me as I worked to remove hers. As soon as she was naked in front of me, I led her backward to the bed.

“Safeword,” I commanded as I cuffed her wrists to the headboard.

“Black, Daddy,” she instantly answered.

I pressed a kiss to her palm. “Good girl. So, what do you say if the session becomes too much?” I asked her.

“Black, Daddy.”.

I pressed a kiss to her belly. “Good girl,” I praised again. I grabbed a butt plug and placed it at her lips. “Suck,” I ordered.

She moaned and wrapped her lips around the shiny object, lubricating it so I could slip it in her ass. She opened for me like a good girl, and with ease, I slid the plug into her tight hole, easing her onto her back again.

I then grabbed a remote-controlled vibrator and slid it along her folds. She moaned, her hips bucking up, greedily seeking out more. I smirked down at her.

“All on Daddy’s terms, baby girl. Remember?” “Yes, Daddy,” she breathlessly replied.

I slid it inside of her and then turned it on. She cried out, her hands clenching the chains of her cuffs as she arched her back. I stood at the end of the bed and fisted my cock in my hands, turning the speed of the vibrator all the way up. She screeched, her chest rapidly rising and falling.

“Daddy, no,” she cried. “Oh, God, it’s so much.”

“Come apart for Daddy, little girl,” I rasped as I pumped my cock in my hand. She watched me through slitted eyes, her hips rocking back and forth on the bed.

She was coming over and over again, cries, whimpers, and moans spilling from her lips. I moved over her and began to rub my cock over her clit, my lips sucking and pulling at her nipples. She was screaming beneath me, begging me to end the torture.

“Trust me,” I rasped.

“I do, Daddy,” she sobbed. “I always trust you, but it’s too much.” “Trust me,” I reiterated.

She whimpered.

Right before she was about to come again, I pulled the vibrator out of her and slid inside of her. I gripped her ass in my hands and lifted her up, pumping my cock in and out of her, watching our bodies as they repeatedly came together, watching her clit swell more and more each time I ground into it.

“Daddy, please!” she screamed.

“Come, Juliana!” I ordered.

She screamed, coming hard around me. I came inside of her before laying my body over hers, quickly reaching up to undo her cuffs. I drew her into my arms afterward, holding her tightly as I waited for her body to calm back down.

After, I carried her to our bathroom and submerged our bodies in the tub, filling it up with steaming, hot water. Then, I just held her, running my hand over her hair as she slept, her body soft and pliant in my arms, nothing but complete trust residing within her.

“I love you,” I whispered. “I love you so goddamn much, baby girl.”

She snuggled closer to me in response, a light snore reaching my ears. I laughed softly and pressed my lips to the top of her head.

She was so fucking adorable.

And all mine.

Forever mine.