Drakos made love to me that night and when I said made love, it wasn't our usual chaotic fucking, it was slow and sensual.

He rocked his hips into me with leisure, turning us on our sides, with his hand holding the crook of my knee in the air, almost to my chest, with my other leg bent, my toes curling at his delightful thrusts.

I knew Drakos was upset about Tye, but I wasn't expecting his swift change in demeanor after I fell asleep and woke up. I moaned as he fucked into me, gliding his hand over my chest, twirling a nipple between his finger. My cock was a hot iron bar between my legs, twitching as every pleasurable sensation soared through my body.

Precum dripped from my cock, falling on my stomach and sticking there.

Drakos panted, releasing deep groans as he devoured my body hungrily. I hooked my hand behind his neck and pulled him in for a kiss, biting his bottom lip and sucking it eagerly. I couldn't get enough of him, I couldn't get enough of this.

"I love you," He breathed raggedly in my flushed ear after we parted. I moaned as he got his words across with a deep, hard thrust.

My eyes rolled back and I nearly came, trembling with my oncoming eruption.

"You mean so much to me," He cupped my throat, his lips curling back so fucking sensuously as he panted, his eyes fluttering closed as he got lost in my body.

I couldn't respond. Did I love him? Did this overwhelming rush in my chest signified that I did? As he made my body shudder with intoxication, I found myself drifting away to a place where I delivered our baby and we were living together in this beautiful house as a happy family.

A broad smile was on Drakos' face as he held a small infant in his arms, staring at it with such tenderness. I couldn't see if it was a boy or a girl but I knew our child was beautiful.

"You'll say I love you one day. I bet my soul on it and when you do, I'll be the happiest man alive." He suddenly hit my prostate, sending the vision wafting into blinding white dots as I came intensely with a broken cry, tears of elation trailing down my eyes as the orgasm was so intense, I couldn't control my emotions.

He gave me three more deep thrusts, hissing, his cock tensing as he ruptured. My ass clenched greedily on his cock as he watered my ass with his hot juices.

I spasmed, twitching from the aftershocks of pleasure that zipped through my body nonstop. Drakos slowly rode out his ejaculation with slow thrusts as I milked him.

I panted, my body covered in sweat, drooping against him as I licked my lips.

That was amazing. Out of all of the times we had sex, this one felt intimate, more affectionate. Even though I may be in denial, my heart already knew that Drakos really loved me and I was afraid to give in, in fear of him hurting me and then ditching me afterwards.

It always happens like that.

For now, I pushed the negative thoughts into the dark part of my mind and soaked in his warm embrace that gave me immediate comfort and reassurance.

He slipped out and brought me on top of him as he stroked my hair and I threw a leg over him, my arm resting on his chest.

He kissed the top of my head and I snuggled closer to him.

I could get used to this.

"I'm going to lease the penthouse," He said as his fingers carding through my hair and I closed my eyes in total bliss.

"Why?" I asked, toying with his nipple.

I felt his body tense at the touch of my fingers.

"Because I want a larger, more settled home. We're having a baby, we need as much space as we can get. The penthouse won't provide that."

I hummed thoughtfully. "So what are you gonna buy instead?" I glanced up at him.

His eyes descended on my face with a smile. "Maybe a lakehouse, or a house with many rooms. I desire to have more kids and I want us to live comfortably, that is, you are okay with it." He added uncertainly.

More kids? Heck, I wasn't even sure I was ready to raise one. But two or possibly three, gods forbid, four or five? Will I deliver through my ass or will they perform a cesarean? I cringed at the thought of delivering through my anus.

I don't wanna bleed to death.

Besides all of that, we weren't sure about what the future brings. What if we went our separate ways? What if our relationship didn't work out?

Yet, he's thinking of buying a huge house just for us and our unborn child.

One thing I was sure about was that Drakos wasn't after my money. He had tons of it to dish out. My fear with him wasn't deception, it was heartbreak and betrayal. And they both hurt like a bitch.

Deciding to at least indulge him, I said, "A lakehouse sounds great. But, I'd rather a house more in the city. With a huge pool and a jacuzzi. Since you want a big house, why not make it eight bedrooms? I want to be able to explore."

He chuckled and kissed my forehead. "Whatever you want, I'll grant it to you."

I grinned, placing my head on his chest in contentment. "Okay then, so eight bedrooms it is."

"Yes, my little renegade." He pinched my nose and I swatted his hand away, insulted by his remark.

"I'm not a renegade!" I retorted, leaning up to glare at him.

"Yes, you are." He teased.

"No, I'm not." I frowned.

"Your name should be Rebel instead of Asche." His eyes reflected amusement.

"I bet you are, with your possessive, obsessive tendencies and all," I muttered and his body went rigid.

His hands drew me closer to him and he squeezed me so tightly, I felt squished.

"Drakos, you're squeezing too tight," I protested.

"Sorry, love." He apologized, loosening his grip. "You wouldn't understand the strange truth of your statement."

"Huh?" I gazed at him confused, my breath catching when I glimpsed the malicious glint in his eyes.

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