Chapter 47

Emilia

5 Months Later

It took a while for us to move to England, but it was worth the wait. Everything we had put on hold for Rose until we moved permanently was coming into effect. My heart stuttered as I watched her wave to us as she walked into the same school gates I had. Tears streamed down my face, but I kept a smile on my face as I waved back. I felt Cyrus's hand tighten around me, and as soon as Rose disappeared into school, I turned towards Cyrus.

"She looks so happy," I said between sobs because she was a completely different girl from the one Cyrus had found.

Somehow, he managed to wrap his arms around me and my huge belly as I continued to soak his shirt with my tears. The fear of letting go of her hand and into the school was awful.

How did parents do this?

"You're going to make yourself sick, Angel. She will be fine. Sapphire will be with her from tomorrow," he said as he rubbed my back with both hands.

I thought of the two blonde-haired girls together, and that soothed me.

"Yeah, they will make a kickass team," I said, wiping my tears away. "This was the best thing move we made, Cyrus. She will still feel loved by our family surrounding her once the baby is born."

We decided not to find out the sex of the baby because we thought it would be a nice surprise for us all. Rose was overly excited, and she was as obsessed with my belly as Cyrus was. We gave Rose everything we could find from her Mum's house that we thought she might want to keep when she was older. She kept a photo of herself and her Mum beside her bed.

"She will always be loved," Cyrus murmured before he kissed my head.

"I love you, Cyrus Wicke."

"I will show you how much I love you when we get home. We don't need to pick her up until 3 pm," he said as he took my arm and began to drag me back towards the car.

I couldn't help but laugh at the urgency in his voice. Only Cyrus had the ability to make me laugh no matter how dismal I felt. The latter stages of the pregnancy had been difficult, but with him by my side, he made it tolerable.

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When we got home, he didn't bother taking me upstairs. He led me into our reception room and began to strip away my clothes. I glanced at the leather sofa and smiled at all the times we had desecrated the various ones. The baby was due any day, and this might be my last fuck for a while. With that thought, I began to push his jacket off and work on the buttons on his shirt.

"I love it when you're hungry, Angel," he said as he shrugged his shirt off and dropped to his knees to pull my maternity skirt down.

His hands rested on either side of my belly before he kissed it. The baby moved suddenly and I saw a bump form where one of its little arms or legs pushed against my belly. Cyrus traced his fingers over the baby's movement. He didn't care about the marks on my stomach or my occasional emotional outburst. His soothing words of love always made me feel better. He made me feel like I was his perfect Angel. He wasn't as rough with me, but he was every bit as passionate as he'd been since the beginning.

His other hand moved between my legs, and his fingers brushed along my wet pussy. He pushed several fingers inside me until I moaned when the thickest part of them stretched me out. I grasped the top of his head to steady myself while he moved his hand to my heavy breasts. He glanced up at me with a smirk before he began to pump his fingers in and out of me.

" Oh, yes, Cyrus , that feels so good," I cried as I spread my legs wider for him.

"My filthy Angel. I bet you would do anything for a deep hard fuck right now," he said with satisfaction in his voice.

I would do anything, especially when he began to rub my clit.

"Go kneel on the edge of the couch, baby," he said as he slowly pulled his fingers out and released my breast.

He stood up and began to remove his jeans, and I could see his hard fat dick straining against the material. If I could, I would have been on my knees, but since it would take me half a day to get back up again, I decided against it.

"Get on the couch, Angel. No deep throating until the baby is here. You can suck me off twice a day if you want after that."

I grinned at him because he could read me like a book. When I heard him pulling his clothes off, I turned to see his cock. It was hard, thick and ready to fuck. We didn't have the opportunity this morning since I'd been so nervous about Rose's first day at school. Cyrus didn't say anything, but his quiet demeanour spoke volumes.

But he was right about one thing. I was hungry .

I got comfortable on the sofa as the anticipation began to build up in me. If I could reach my pussy comfortably, I would.

"Are you ready for me, Angel?"

"Yes," I snapped at him.

My legs spread open with my bare pussy facing him was the fucking clue, but I kept that to myself.

"My feisty little Mama," he said as he rubbed his dick between the crack of my ass.

He rocked his cock back and forth. After several moments, when he didn't touch my pussy, I glanced over my shoulder. My face fell when I saw the evil glint in his eye. I felt the broad, smooth tip begin to dip lower, and I sighed with relief.

"What's better, Angel? My dick or the vibrator?"

"Please, Cyrus, not now. I need you ," I begged.

I heard a sucking noise before I felt his thumb press against my asshole.

"I need an answer, Angel," he said as he began to rub my ass.

He pushed the tip of his dick inside me, making me bite my lip.

"This is under duress, but your dick is far superior than the vibrator. Please use it now," I said as my pussy began to throb in anticipation. The tip wasn't enough, and his hand on my hip didn't allow me to move back.

I held my breath when I felt his thumb push into my ass, but then he shoved his dick inside me.

" Oh, God, yes, yes, yes ," I cried out.

He began to give me deep hard thrusts while pumping his thumb in and out of my asshole. I had no idea what had gotten into him, but I was loving every moment of it.

"Fuck, baby, your holes feel amazing. Tight. Hot. And Mine ," he grunted out as he bottomed out in me until I felt his balls slap my pussy and inner thighs.

I tried to breathe, but the pleasure was too intense. He pulled his thumb out and let go of my hip, only to lean over me to grab my swaying breasts.

"My sexy little slut. Always so hungry for my cum," he growled in my ear. "It doesn't matter where I unload in or on you. You fucking love it."

"I do," I gasped out as he worried my nipples between his fingers.

"You want to cum, Angel? Juice all over my fat cock?"

I nodded and held onto the sofa. He moved off my back, but his hand curled around the top of my belly, and the over began to slowly circle my clit.

"Yeah, cum like the dirty cumslut that you are," he shouted as his thrusts became erratic.

My pussy began to spasm around him, but it didn't stop him from fucking me into the sofa. All I could do was let out animalistic sounds as he pounded away at me. My heart beat rapidly as the pleasure rocketed through me. His nasty mouth and big dick always delivered.

" Fuuuuuck ," he roared as he pulled out and came all over my pussy, ass and back.

I face-planted onto the back of the sofa cushion, enjoying that cool feel of the leather against my cheek.

"Mmm, I love this juicy ass," he said before he slapped it hard.

I hoped he had cum all over his hand. I heard him walking away, but I didn't move. He began to wipe me clean.

"What brought that on?" I asked as he helped me up, only to sit me across his lap.

I put my legs up over the end of the couch and wrapped my arms around him.

He glanced down at my breasts, which were pushed up against his chest, before he put his arm around my shoulders.

"It occurred to me that should anything ever happen to me, you are the kind of mother who would kill anyone who harmed any of our children. That shit is sexy as fuck, Angel. Once we've had a shower, I am going to fuck your ass."

"Nothing will happen to you. I will make sure of it," I murmured to him while I looked at his sexy mouth and full lips. His lip snuck out, and licked lip lower lip. I glanced up at him to see the heat in his eyes.

"I love you, Angel, you saved me when I didn't know I needed you to," he said as his intense look pierced into my eyes.

I blinked away my tears and gently kissed his lips. We had come a long way from when I first discovered Cyrus, but I looked forward to spending the rest of my life with him and our children.