Conquering Alexandria (11 page)

“Baby, I am home.” I walked in the door after a long and grueling day in the office. I was tired as shit, and I wanted to hold my wife. I looked around and didn’t see her. I went to our bedroom door, but it was locked. I could hear her moaning, “Harder, harder.” I kicked in the door to see my wife on her knees getting drilled by none other than my brother. I was on him in a second. I pulled him off my wife and started pounding my fists in his face.

Once his ass was laid out, I turned to the woman who decided to crush me. “How could you!? I give you everything, and this is what you do to me?”

“You don’t give me everything. You are never home anymore! I want a divorce anyway. Your brother loves me more.” She got up off the bed and went to Will’s aid. I left the room and was out the door, full of anger, and then I realized I forgot to grab my son. I walked back into the house, and I couldn’t find him. I went looking for the heartbreaker to find my son, and she was nowhere to be seen.

I fell to my knees and cried. I had lost everything all because I decided not to take Douglas’s offer and had to work longer hours. I felt a shake on my shoulder. “Max, Max, wake up.”

I opened my eyes to see my swollen wife sitting next to me on the couch looking worried. “Max, are you okay? You were crying in your sleep, and you knocked down the lamp.” She wrapped her arms around me, and I hugged her as well as I could with her big belly in the way. It was just a dream. I looked over her shoulder to see I smashed the lamp on the ground. I sat up and picked her up in a panic and moved her away from the broken glass.

“What happened, Max?”

“I just had a bad dream, babe. Can I ask you something?”

“Sure, of course.”

“Are you attracted to my brother?”

“Are you insane? I love you and find only you attractive. Your brother is handsome, but I am not attracted to him. Is this because I have been spending a lot of my time on the ranch with Christine?”

“I guess, babe. Am I neglecting you? Do you think I work too much? Is that why you are always over there?”

“No, sometimes, and no. I would like for you to be home more, and I hope once your son comes, you will take some more time with us. I go over there because I am a stay-home wife just like Christine and Kara. Sometimes the girls come here too, but we are all wide as houses right now, so Marcus takes me there instead of both of them making the trip.”

“I am going to try. I will take Douglas’s offer to partner up. That should help lighten my load. Will that work, babe?”

“Max, it was just a dream. Whatever it was about, it was still just a dream.”

“I came home to find you getting fucked by my brother, and you told me you were leaving me for him because he takes care of you.” I rubbed my head on her voluptuous breasts. Damn, I was fucking shaken to the core from a nightmare.

“First, I would never do something so terrible to you because I love and respect you. Second, Christine would kick the shit out of me. Third, your brother would never do that to you or his wife.” She started kissing my neck.

“You know… I know what can rid you of that visual,” she said seductively. Yes I did. I growled as I scooped her up and carried her to our room and replaced my visions of my brother with me doing my wife from behind.

∞

I was on the phone with my father, and he was making a full recovery. So far, the treatments had worked since his cancer was in remission. I was so happy that he would be around to see his grandchild and hopefully grandchildren. I’d just hung up the phone and went to the kitchen to get a drink when I heard Max yell out for his son and something crash to the floor. I walked into the room and realized he was having a nightmare. It was definitely a first in our relationship. I didn’t expect him to dream of me betraying him. Poor guy, though I did enjoy letting him show me who I belonged to.

It had been two days since my husband’s bad dream, and he had shown me his dream had haunted him and hadn’t left my side since he got home from work. It had been complete bliss, not that our relationship has been bad before, but he worked a lot. He was at work right now closing the deal to make it easier for him to spend time at home. We still had a few weeks until our baby boy was due.

It happened to be my love’s thirtieth birthday, and everyone was meeting us at Max’s favorite restaurant. I waited at the house for him to escort me, and he did not disappoint.

“Alexandria, you don’t have to take me to dinner for my birthday.”

“Hey, mister, I am hungry and I have waited hours to eat. You are taking me,” I growled. I was lying. I think I ate enough for three already today, but it seemed this baby had an appetite like his daddy.

“I am sorry, babe. Give me thirty minutes to shower and change.” He kissed me hard and rubbed his hard cock against me before going into the bedroom, and I knew why he didn’t want to go to dinner.

I followed him about five minutes later after texting Christine that we would be a few minutes behind schedule. “Max, I said I was hungry,” I said suggestively as I eyed his hard cock that he was stroking in the shower. I stripped down and entered the stall.

“Then by all means, wife, on your knees now. I promise it will be very filling.” I licked my lips as he helped me down, which only excited him more. “Damn, baby, I missed you today.”

I swallowed his cock, and all conversation ended. He gripped my hair as he controlled how deep he went in. I looked up at my handsome husband, making eye contact which drove him over the edge. He started pumping harder as his come jetted down my throat. I pulled off, and he lifted me up.

“I am still hungry. Let’s go,” I said as I hurried out of his arms and dried off, leaving my husband stunned at my quick movements. “We have reservations, babe. I don’t want to be late.”

“I’m coming,” he said, full of innuendo.

“Again?” I said, giving him a wink and scurrying to fix my hair again.

“We are taking dessert to go,” he whispered in my ear as we got on the elevator.

“Yes we are.” I smiled at him, getting wet just thinking about what he was going to do to me when we got home.

We walked into the restaurant that I booked for just us, and everyone shouted, “Surprise!!!”

He turned to me with a smile and a kiss before being bombarded by all his friends and family. I watched with joy as Kara and Christine joined me.

“So have you told him that there is more than one son in there?” Kara said sneakily.

“No, I haven’t. He likes to keep secrets from me. Let’s see how my handsome man handles the surprise.”

“Ha! You better be careful with the surprises. He’s getting old now,” Patricia said as she walked up. Almost everyone knew I was having twins. I had left all the second baby’s things at Will and Christine’s. That is what he gets. I had found that my dad’s treatment wasn’t covered by his insurance and that Max had paid for it. I loved him for it, but we had discussed keeping secrets, even good ones. I had been planning on telling him about the other baby, but when I found the paid invoice for my father's treatment in his pants pocket, I changed my mind. I confronted him about the bill.

“What? I haven’t kept anything from you.”

“No? How about the fact that you have been paying for my father’s medical bills.” I showed him the invoice I found.

“Oops. I didn’t want anyone to know about that. Your father is very stubborn and has been trying to pay me back. I didn’t want him to feel bad if he found out that you knew.”

“Are you crazy?! He wouldn’t be here if you hadn’t.” I hugged him tight.

“So you aren’t mad?” I was frustrated, but I wasn’t mad.

“No, but there are consequences for ‘forgetting’ to mention this to me.”

“What consequences?”

“Give it time. I will think of something.” I felt evil, but loved it.

∞

I was going to spank my wife’s ass the moment she recovered. Two sons. We had two sons. I was fucking giddy. I learned of this surprise when she delivered the first boy, then howled in pain. I realized there was another one coming out a second later. I started going off on the doctor for not knowing there were two in there, but then Alexandria in all her pain smiled, and I knew she fucking knew.

It was after the babies were asleep and we had a moment alone that I asked her why. “Why would you keep this from me?”

“I told you there were consequences for keeping secrets from me.” She smiled with an arched brow.

“Alexandria, I am never keeping anything from you again. You play rough,” I whispered. “Next time I am not missing a single doctor’s appointment,” I said as I kissed her forehead.

From that time on, I didn’t miss one appointment. Six kids later, and not once did she pull that shit on me again, but then again, I learned never to keep anything from her. Yet, she didn’t learn not to push me away. Then again, she loved the consequences of doing so. In fact, I was sure that was how we got three of our six kids. And tonight might make four out of seven. She really loved her punishments.