| Entwined Family |
| “mmm…Michael. That feels wonderful” Nikita murmured happily. She could feel Michael smile. She always got a strange tingling on her nerves when he did. It made her want to giggle like a little girl again. Ever since that night 2 weeks ago Michael had been incredibly caring and tender towards her serving her every whim and trying to make her as comfortable as possible. She wasn’t showing yet but soon would be. Morning sickeness had claimed itself in her life every morning now and Michael was always there to help her back to bed to rest. Not that she had to rest alone she smiled with a glint in her eye. “What are you thinking darling” Michael asked. Nikita was quiet for a moment but Michael waited patiently. “About how happy I am” Nikita began then rolled over so that she could look into Michael’s green eyes. “And I am happy” she smiled. “More happy than I have ever been in my whole life” she assured him. “Good” Michael hoarsley whispered as he bent down to kiss her tenderly and gently. “Now, I think you need to relax” he whispered sexily with an evil glint in his eye. Nikita laughed. “Yes I think I do” she replied as she laid back. Michael began kissing down her neck stopping at her pulse to nip at it repeatedly making her shiver violently. He could feel her nails biting deep into his back through his thin black tee. “Kita” he whispered. “My kita” “Michael!” she gasped as he bit deeply in the crook of her neck and shoulder. She let her hands wander over his chest caressing it lovingly. She could feel him shiver above her. All at once Michael grabbed her arms and put them above her head holding them there. Nikita looked at him questioningly kind of hurt. She only wanted to give him some pleasure in return for the pleasure he was giving her. “Tonight is only for you” Michael explained. Nikita shook her head, “No. Tonight is for us” she said. She freed her hands and pushed him back on the bed gently. She started at his cheek and started gifting him with small butterfly kisses down his face to the curve of his jaw and down his neck. When she reached his chest she slowly traced her tounge down it until she reahed a flat nipple. She slowly circled it time after time feeling the shivers going through Michael and smiling. She blew her soft warm breath on the opposite nipple torturing it a bit and then dragged her nail around around it. “Please Kita…” Michael pleaded. “What do you want Michael” Nikita asked enjoying being in the lead for once. “You. Only you” Michael answered seconds later. “Good answer my love” she replied as she bent her mounth and firmly suckled his nipple following the same pattern and doing the equivalent for it’s twin. Nikita moved on down his body but found herself moving. Michael quickly flipped Nikita over gently not wanting to hurt her or the baby but having had enough of Kita’s torture. “My turn I think” he whispered slyly. Nikita smiled and laid back not wanting to fight with him on this. She was just going to enjoy it. This was their last wonderful day of downtime. They had to be back in section at 7am tomorrow morning but they were determined to enjoy their last day. Michael frowned as he saw that kita was thinking about something else. What’s wrong” he asked. “Michael, what’s going to happen after our child is born” she asked. “Kita no. Don’t think about that” he warned her. “Michael I want to know what’s going to happen” Kita said almost tearfully. Michael frowned for a moment. “Standard procedure is to give the baby up for adoption” he whispered sadly. “Michael…” Nikita paused. “I want us to have this baby. I want us to be a family” she whispered tears flowing down her pale face now. “There is one way Kita. But it would require something from the both of us” Michael said. “What?” Nikita asked curiously. “Commitment” Michael replied. “We would have to get married to keep our child” He let her think about if for a minute before moving to kiss her tears away. He bent down to her mouth and kissed her a tender but deeply passionate kiss for several seconds. When they both finally broke away to breathe Michael whispered, “I’m willing if you’re willing” before continuing his lovely torture on her body. |
| Part 1 |