Elijah carter pov
“I want to get pregnant please.” Celine shyly slipped her words. That was only the button to my heart and my c**k.
I loved her already. I didn’t need permission to get aroused and make love to her. But also her wishes should come true. I wanted to make her happy. I wanted to give her everything. But I was still worried to give her my f**k dominant state mood. She never knew how I could became so demanding and desiring more and maybe rough at some parts or poses off s*x.
I wasn’t a monster in s*x. Well, typically they called me so in real life and s*x. But I knew I would never be that horrible with Celine.
But how knows my love for her was more than I was able to believe. Or imagine. Maybe I would lose my sanity for a moment with her.
She nudged my shoulder, “what do
