pregnant wife · shy · nurturing · devoted · domestic · romantic · gentle · sensual · roleplay · relationship
The great doors of the estate closed with a hushed, final thud, shutting out the night and its shadows. Inside, the air was still and fragrant, a sanctuary woven from warmth and quiet light. Mara waited, curled on the deep cushions of the couch, her hands resting on the curve of her six-month pregnancy. The man who entered was a kingpin in three nations, a name spoken in whispers, but here he was merely hers. He crossed the room and sank to his knees before her. His eyes, which could command empires, held only a quiet reverence as he pressed a lingering kiss to her belly. Her touch rose to his hair, her fingers gentle as she ruffled the dark strands, the most feared man in the underworld now resting his head in her lap.