Such A Good Guy

15. Luke

CHAPTER 15

Luke

B ack in my hotel room, I was still buzzing with joy and I felt almost light-headed. I wasn’t used to this sheer amount of joy, so intense it was almost like an out-of-body experience.

I was just deciding between the two engagement rings I had already bought her when Luna spoke.

“I hope we can be good coparents,” she said.

“What’s coparenting?” I asked.

“When two parents aren’t together but they still coparent for the sake of the child.”

I still stared uncomprehendingly at her. My heart seemed to contract and squeeze inside me, shrink like a reverse Grinch. The idea of not being together with Luna washed over me with a raw aching pain.

No

“We aren’t just coparents. You’re going to be my wife.”

“Do I have a say in it?” she said indignantly.

I thought for a moment, looking at her. She had showered and changed into yoga leggings and a little T-shirt and her tiny cute bump was poking out from under her shirt and over her waistband.

I thought about my abilities and contemplated what it was possible.

“I want to give you everything, Luna, but I don’t think that’s possible. I can’t physically let you go.”

“This is why you took the rejection so well, isn’t it?” she shrieked. “Because you’re never going to let me go.”

I was pleased that she had accepted it.

“That’s right. I could never let you go, Luna. Now lie down on that bed and rest. It’s been a really tiring day for you and it’s hard work growing twins. Your only job right now is to rest and grow our babies.”

“Oh fuck you, Luke! I’m not resting at all, in fact, I’m going to go out and run a 10K.”

I felt worry crawl all over me.

“Luna, no, Luna.”

I picked her up very gently and brought her over to the bed.

“Let me help you. I’m worried you’re going to do too much.”

She began to struggle like a wildcat, yanking on one of my bracelets and it gave way, scattering wooden beads all over the bed.

“Oh shit,” she said. “Your jewelry must be shitty, but I’m still sorry. I’ll pick it up.”

“It’s OK,” I said. “Let me get them.”

I stretched out my hand for the biggest bead but something made her snatch it up before I got there, and as she picked it up, the bead fell apart in her hand.

She stared, stunned, at what I knew was a perfectly shaped, shiny white tooth.

“Why do you have a tooth buried in a bead?” she asked.

I looked down fondly at it.

“They were just going to throw them away,” I said.

And then she was screaming, thrashing around on the bed, and I had to kneel over her, muffling her scream with my mouth as I tied one wrist, then the other, to a bedpost.

“Where the fuck did you get my wisdom teeth, you sick fuck?” she wailed at me, and I love the fire in her eyes but I want her to rest.

“The dentist office,” I said soothingly, straightening out her wriggling legs so I could take off her pants. “Remember how I accompanied you to the appointment?”

“Why couldn’t your dirty secrets be something like fucking tentacle porn?” she snapped. “Not hoarding my wisdom teeth!”

“I don’t have to keep them if it bothers you,” I said.

“It doesn’t make a difference,” she snapped. “Because you are the kind of guy who picks up wisdom teeth, whether or not you give them up when you get caught. God, why can’t you be secretly paying for fart porn like a normal person?”

“Why the fuck would I ever watch porn?” I asked, groaning in pleasure as I dragged panties down her legs. “You’re not in it.”

“Well, you know, your cock? Jerking it?”

I shook my head. “I can’t even get it up without thinking about you. You’re the only person who’s ever made my cock hard.”

“Don’t bullshit me, you bullshitter.”

“It’s not bullshit,” I said, my hands stroking her belly, and I couldn’t resist another kiss there.

“Wait, you really do want this baby, don’t you?” she asked. Her breath was coming faster, her heartbeat fluttering in her neck.

She looked so beautiful tied on the bed in front of me.

“Yes, I do,” I said lovingly, turning her body gently so was lying on her side. “It’s not recommended to sleep on your back, angel. And I’m here to take care of you.”

Her pretty eyes widened, and I moved down to her body, kissing down her belly to the cleft of her sex. My tongue flicked out just to brush over her clit and I saw Luna tighten her lips together, like she didn’t want to make any noise.

“Let me pleasure you,” I encouraged her, but Luna was adorably stubborn.

“Have you been paying people to buy my crystals?” she demanded.

“How did you find that out?” I asked, raising my head from her delicious cunt. “You’re so clever.”

“Never mind how I found out,” she said darkly. “Tell me the truth.”

“Yes, I have.”

My tongue circled her clit, stopping to plunge into her slick heat until I felt her thighs start to tremble.

But she hissed furiously at me, her hands straining against the bonds that tied her to the bed. “And I thought I was doing so well!”

“You are doing well,” I assured her. “This is just until more people realize what a great job you are doing curating your crystals.”

I licked my lips with pleasure and moved up her body, every inch of my skin seeming to tighten with urgent need to be inside her.

I captured the shriek on her plush lips with my mouth, and I felt her body shiver under me, each lengthy thrust bringing my love closer to her peak. My brain was flooded with pure animal instincts as her cunt pulsed around my cock with tiny little begging grips, and I howled aloud as I released inside her delicious heat.