DANELLE'S POV The soft hum of the engines lulled us into a peaceful quiet as the jet sliced through the clouds. Anushka curled against my side, her head resting on my shoulder, her fingers gently playing with the edge of my jacket. After nearly three months of traveling—from the sun-soaked streets of Barcelona to starlit nights along Venetian canals—this stillness felt like the most beautiful part of all. “You comfortable, baby?” I murmured, turning slightly to look at her. She hummed in response, eyes still closed. “Too comfortable.” I smiled, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “Good. That’s exactly what I want to hear.” We were heading home—back to our lives, to routines, to people who had missed us. But we weren’t coming back the same. We had grown, together. And now, with a new life growing inside her, everything felt deeper. More sacred. By the time we landed in L.A., the sun was blazing overhead. A sleek black town car was already waiting for us on the tarmac. Our lu
ANUSHKA'S POV I blinked up at the ceiling, white and painfully bright, the sterile chill of the hospital clinging to my skin even beneath the blanket. A low hum of machines and quiet beeping surrounded me, anchoring me to the reality I still hadn’t fully absorbed. I was pregnant. Pregnant. I felt the weight of the word settle over me like a wave, rushing into every corner of my mind, every crevice of my body. It didn’t feel real. It didn’t make sense. I hadn’t been sick, hadn’t felt anything different. I’d chalked the exhaustion up to the travel, the late nights, the whirlwind of the honeymoon. But now, with the haze of pain faded and only a dull ache left behind, I could feel it. That subtle shift inside me. That new, quiet presence. With my heart racing, my hand instinctively drifted down towards my stomach, resting lightly against the fabric of the blanket. My baby. The thought was both exhilarating and terrifying, a beautiful contradiction that sent a shiver of emot
ANUSHKA'S POV Two weeks later.... Barcelona was breathtaking. The way the sun dipped low behind the skyline of ancient rooftops and spiraling cathedrals made everything feel like it belonged in a painting. McKenzie had pulled back the heavy curtains in our suite earlier just to watch the way the golden hour bathed the streets below. That golden hue right before sunset? It poured through the tall hotel windows, soaking everything in warm, honey-like light. Even McKenzie looked like she belonged to another world, sitting on the bed in just her shorts, her skin kissed by the sun, the soft rumble of her laugh vibrating under my cheek as I rested my head on her chest. The soft breeze floated in through the balcony doors, carrying the scent of the ocean, and somewhere below, a street musician played a slow, romantic tune on his guitar. It was the last stop on our honeymoon tour. The final place on my bucket list of destinations I swore I would visit one day. And McKenzie had made th
DANELLE'S POV I wanted to feel bad. I really did ,but God knows I didn't. If anything, I wanted to ruin her even more. Anushka literally looked like she was on the verge of passing out as she sprawled out on the bed ,cum, sweat and hickeys covering her sexy body. Her voice was gone from all the screaming and moaning, hair all over the place, she looked like an absolutely mess. A very hot mess that kept getting my dick hard every time I saw my cum all over her belly and thighs. We have been at it for two hours straight. Stopped for a few minutes in between rounds to rejuvenate and for some water at times and then I'm was on her again, twisting and turning her whichever way I desired as I fed her my cock on repeat. My dick had no sympathy for Anushka whatsoever tonight. The motherfucker kept getting hard and hard. It was like I was on something the way it was so active and jolly---which I was not by way. I was just addicted to my wife's body tonight. I literally could
ANUSHKA'S POV For the majority of the evening, everything was unfolding just perfectly. I had enjoyed every second of the time I spent on that beautiful evening with McKenzie. From the delicious food ,tasty dessert and to the two incredible performances by my all-time favorite musician----I literally couldn't have asked for anything more. I had the best time of my life. But the mood soon changed the second I let my tongue slip. Not for the worse though ,if anything, the air between us was suddenly charged with the level of intensity that made everything around me feel scalding hot. The little admiration stares that she was throwing my way all evening, were replaced by something so deep and primal that I found myself breathless every time I caught her staring at me. Although I wasn't unfamiliar with lust-driven McKenzie by any means---I had seen her lust over my body so many time before---but this time felt different. So so different and enormous. Her eyes held something more
DANELLE'S POV “Baby, stop it...” Anushka murmured softly, her voice barely above a whisper. Her cheeks were a delightful shade of rosy pink, and she couldn’t seem to bring herself to meet my gaze, her eyes darting around the room as if they were searching for an escape from the moment. I could see the flustered expression etched across her face, and it only made me chuckle more. Leaning forward on the table, I balanced my elbows on the smooth wooden surface, letting my chin rest comfortably in my hands. “I’m really sorry, but I can’t,” I replied, a playful grin spreading across my lips. Anushka’s laughter rang out, light and melodic, filling the air with a warmth that made my heart flutter. She shook her head, her dark curls bouncing slightly with the motion. “Yes you can McKenzie,” “No, I really can’t, I swear!” I insisted, my voice tinged with disbelief as I gazed dreamily at the enchanting figure across from me. Honestly, Anushka looked absolutely breathtaking tonight. Th