The Devil CEO's Contract Wife - Chapter 306: Family & Happiness

Chapter 306: Family & Happiness

[Music: Don’t Give Up On me By Andy Grammer]

CATHERINE

A smile curled on my lips before I sank my teeth between them, my fingers threading into soft hair.

I moaned as shivers crept through my body, my head drawing backwards as never-ending pleasures washed over me like a heavy wave.

That tongue of his. I can’t get enough of how they worked me up towards the point of breaking pleasure.

“Honey…” I sighed softly, my fingers digging into his hair to push him further.

My lips came apart, my other hand clenching against the sheets tightly. I was so close. So close.

“Right there…” I heaved as sparkles of sensations dragged up to the back of my head, only for me to hit a wall.

“OW!” I hissed, lifting my head, but it’s not like I could exactly see his face because of my big bump.

“Honey!”

Ares used his teeth again.

“A-Are you trying to get them to come out faster?”

Ares kissed directly at that spot and rose, lips glistening with my cum.

“I needed a little flavor,” he licked his lips, and fuck the sight of his bed hair and his dazed eyes mixed with sleep and desire nearly made me push him back down to finish me up.

“Flavor my ass!” I snapped, instead of surrendering to my desires.

I pushed my feet against his chest, and he caught it, taking a bite out of it too.

“What’s the matter with you?!”

My flesh wasn’t cake!

“Let’s stay in bed…” he said, eyes burning with passion, and I swear to God if that cock of his gets inside me, I’m gonna hit the delivery room quicker before I say no.

The only response I gave was swinging my legs off the bed, but that alone exhausted me far too quickly.

I shivered when Ares rained kisses on my bareback.

“Honey…” I whined, trying to peel myself off him, but so far, I’m not making any progress.

I’m just as hungry as he was. It’s his fault for being so devilishly handsome!

It led up to the bathroom, and even under the shower, Ares was glued to me. He hasn’t left my side or let me out of his sight since the moment the pregnancy test showed two lines.

Ares basically stopped working… At this point, we’re both pregnant.

I leaned into him as he washed my hair, knowing this was gonna take a long time. He took more time and care when it came to washing me up, and all I just had to do was relax and let him work his magic.

I smiled as his big hand stroked my belly, tenderly. His hand flinched when there was a kick.

“Now that’s definitely your son.”

“Or your daughter… she got the kicks from you,” he said, amused.

I gasped when another strong kick came.

“Now they are both messing with me.”

Ares laughed, and the sound of those deep, thunderous doses of amusement was something I was looking forward to hearing more often, especially the sight of his dimples carving.

After a few extra minutes, we were done.

I stood in front of the mirror, wearing a flowy white maxi dress with thin straps and a fitted top that gently flares out. The fabric had small red hearts printed scattered all over, too.

It was so soft against my skin and the perfect thing I needed right now. I’m certainly not wearing anything beneath his dress. The only thing I’m worried about is my husband’s insatiable desires.

I adjusted the straps because my boobs were gaining more weight, and my back hurts too. Being pregnant with Esme wasn’t like this. I guess this is what happens when you have three babies growing inside you.

We don’t know the gender yet, and we wanted to wait until we saw them… it makes guessing more fun.

I stroked my bump, already picturing when they were gonna get here even though I’m just at five months.

I caught Ares staring at me through the mirror.

For someone who wasn’t usually expressive, he was showing me sides I had never seen before, more of those softer emotions, and I fell in love with them every single time. Because those moments were meant for me and no one else.

“What?” I asked in a whisper.

“I love you.”

Those were regular words to anyone or to any couple, but to me, they were everything because I knew what it took to get him to accept them.

“Ever since you learned that word, you have been using it a lot.”

“Learned?” He pushed off the door frame and came to me.

“Yes…” I teased.

“I can’t help it.” He hugged me from behind, pressing his lips into my neck. “It’s the only thing I wanna keep saying over and over again.”

“I like it when you say it…” I admit. “It sounds different. Always.”

“How different…?”

I turned to him. “If I put them into words, then we’re not leaving this room.”

“Then it’s perfect. Say it.”

“Nooo!” I pushed him off me and walked straight out of our room and into the hallway.

I needed to get away from him as soon as possible before he put me down on that bed. I’m not sure I could resist those devilish charms anymore.

I walked out of the building and down the stairs, wearing my wide-brim straw sun hat. I spotted the shade where Granny was watching Esme painting. She pointed at the colors before applying them.

Gramps was on the deck chair with Loki and Salem. Athena and Isaac sat at the same spot. Nico and Tori were laughing at something.

Seeing this scene, a smile spread on my lips. I felt Ares behind me, and I shot him a look, but he simply grinned, taking my hand and walking us toward the shade.

For a split second, I threw a look over my shoulder, staring at the new home built on the ashes of the old.

A home for us. Our family.

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The End