I turned around and faced Xavier who was looking at me with a different emotion.

“Don’t worry. I am not going to leave you for him.” I patted his chest and walked into the kitchen to finish baking those cookies.

“I know you won’t but I am also certain that he has a powerful influence on you. I just–” He raised his hands trying to put words for his fear.

Walking towards him, I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. He immediately wrapped his hands around my waist and pulled me closer, deepening the kiss. Pulling apart I rested my head against his and whispered. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” He kissed my forehead and I smiled.

“Sometimes, you cannot undo certain things. And one of those is betrayal. I lost something very precious to me when I met him and I can never ever get it back. And with you I found pieces of me that I didn’t even know existed. I am not talking about choosing but it’s always you for me.” He smiled and hugged me tightly and I hugged him back discreetly wiping my tears. 

“Thank you for telling me that. That’s the sweetest thing ever.” He kissed me all over my face, making me giggle at the wet, ticklish feeling.

I escaped his grip and went back to the kitchen.

Xavier followed me and hugged me from behind, kissing me on my neck. He bit my skin there and I hissed. “Don’t leave a hickey. I can’t cover it in spots I can’t find.” 

“But I like these marks on you. They are proof that you are mine.”

“Isn’t this baby enough proof that I am yours and you are mine?” I was pregnant with his baby. We were yet to find out the gender but more than that we were so excited for this baby. After 3 years of dating and 10 months of our marriage, this was the best news ever. 

“It is, but sometimes, these temporary tattoos on your skin are also very pretty.”

“Yeah, yeah. I don’t understand this fantasy of men and their attempts to mark their women. It’s such an alpha thing.”

“Except that I am not an alpha.” Both of us laughed at that statement as he joined our lips.

“I want to ravish you right now.” His fingers expertly worked in unbuttoning my shirt while his lips worked down simultaneously in leaving kisses down my neck to my chest. He effortlessly lifted me up and placed me on the kitchen counter.

I moaned when he bit the spot between my chest and shivered when he took my nipple in his mouth. 

“Oh my god!” I panted hard when he bit my nipple gently, licking it again and again to soothe the pain.

“Scream louder baby, I can’t hear you.” He teased as he lowered himself down my body. He placed gentle kisses on my stomach as his fingers found the hem of my pants. Pulling them down in one swift go, he stared at my pussy with hooded eyes that I felt my cheeks becoming red.

“Don’t look at me like that.” I shyly whispered, but he didn’t have any of it. 

“You are so beautiful baby. Only I know how hard it is to control myself around you.” He pulled down his shorts and his semi erect cock sprang out. The tip was already red and with precum leaking out of it. He stroked himself a few times before he aligned the tip with my entrance.

“Let me know if it hurts.” I nodded. He thrust himself inside me and I let out a loud moan.

“Oh my god, Xavier. That feels so good.” I wrapped my legs around his waist, as he thrusted in and out of me.

“Yes baby, you feel so good.” He moaned. The expression on his face was a delight to see. His head was thrown back while his mouth was open. He thrusted in and out of me as he navigated through the euphoria that flooded us.

Ding.

The bell of the oven rang and I turned around to look at it. Xavier turned his head, stopping his movements.

“I need to turn that off.” I said and the expression on his face was hilarious. He looked sad like a kid whose candy was taken away from him. He pulled out from me and stepped aside. Helping me down from the counter, he sighed, running his hands through his hair. I bit my lips trying to hide my smile seeing him suffer so badly.

I turned off the oven and pulled the biscuits out and placed them back on the counter.

 Walking back to him, I giggled seeing his pout.

“Don’t laugh. No more sex while that thing is on.” He frowned and I laughed.

“Do you want to continue?” I asked, composing myself.

“Of course I want to. But not here.”

“Then where.”

“In our bedroom.” He lifted me off the floor and carried me to our bedroom until I became sore enough to move.