After my mini panic attack about my ass, we headed for the penthouse where everyone was waiting for us. I clenched the envelope in my hands, feeling a rush of excitement.

I'm really having a baby and in about an hour, I'll know the gender. I caressed my stomach with love, feeling a strong connection to my baby. He or she will definitely be loved. Shame filled me when I thought about my thoughts of abortion several months ago. How could I abort my own flesh and blood because I felt as if I wasn't prepared to be a parent?

I know there are circumstances as to why mothers opt for abortion, and I'm in no place to judge them, but now that I felt my baby kicking lively, I knew I couldn't part with it. Love overcame all of my emotions.

The revelation that I once carried two still stung, but not as bad as it did when I first found out I miscarried. I should have tried to keep calm and not stress. But that's in the past. There's nothing I can do about it. I'll always love my unborn child no matter what, even though I did not get to see their face.

I smiled, feeling my eyes sting with tears.

Will I get my happily ever after? Is this the beginning of my fairytale that I always read in books, snuggled under my blankets at night when my parents thought I was asleep?

I tried not to think too hard on it, depression tends to kick in when I'm having wandering thoughts.

We drove in silence after Drakos comforted me, arriving at the penthouse shortly after. We got out and went to the elevator that would take us up to the top floor. I oftentimes still feel like I'm dreaming. Like I'm still a flagrant prostitute, on one of my escapades of money acquisition.

Even when I sold my body, I wasn't living impoverished. I held it down each and every day. But Drakos' wealth exceeded all that I've met, and I've run through a whole lot of rich cocks in my ass selling years.

How did I land a rich, affectionate gentleman who's a dragon-shifter to boot? Must be fate. He said he loved me. I couldn't believe it. But he did, and he cared. He showed me he did, each and every day.

"Are you nervous?" He asked, brushing his finger down my cheek.

I looked at him, my thoughts abandoned, "No. I'm actually excited."

He kissed my temple and took me in his arms. "I'm relieved because you look troubled."

I wrapped my arms around him and gazed at him adoringly. "I was thinking, why were you so adamant on finding me, let alone having sex with me?"

His lips curled into a fond smile. He tapped my nose playfully with his finger, "Because you, my little wildfire, had a spark in you that my body and soul craved to ignite. There was something about you that drew me towards you, like a strong magnetic pull. My instinct was to protect you and have you as my own. I was set on claiming you and soothing whatever ache was in your soul. Turns out my instincts didn't lead me wrong."

"But, I was a prostitute," I interjected, my lips thinning.

"And...? You sold your body to get by, so what? Does that make you a bad person? No. I'd rather be smitten with a prostitute or a stripper than a homicidal individual. Or a thief. I'd rather someone who worked hard for what they want without having detrimental tendencies."

I couldn't help but smile. He wasn't judging me. That made me feel so special.

"I love you to the galaxy and back." I snuggled closer to him, claiming his lips.

"And I love you in life and in the afterlife. My soul will always yearn for you, my beautiful mate." We shared a passionate kiss that left us breathless after we broke free.

"Do you think we can have a quick one before we reach to our floor? I'm hard for you, I want your stiff cock up my ass, now. I can't wait." I ran my finger across his lips.

"What if the elevator opened up on another floor?" He asked, his eyes dilating with lust. He's definitely hot for a quick fuck as well.

I unbuckled my jeans and zipped down the flap, tugging my pants down, exposing my ass.

"Asche!" He scolded, glancing around as if someone was watching. "There are cameras in here!"

"Then let's give them a show," I teased, shoving my fingers in my mouth and twirling my tongue around them. I shoved it in my ass hurriedly and moaned, holding on to the rail in the elevator. "Please, I need you now, dominate me with your thick, burly cock. Hurry, before the elevator reaches our floor."

He stared at me with ravishing eyes, unleashing his pleasure rod that stood up in the air, all hard and ready.

"Fuck, me Drakos. Fuck your mate." I breathed, my face flushing nuclear red with my ass presented in the air, removing my finger.

He growled and gripped my waist, positioning his cock at my trembling ass. He shoved in with no restraint, yanking an appeased cry from my parted lips. "Fuck, yes!"

He shuddered, pulling out, and plunging back in, his hips slapping on my ass, taking acquisition of my body.

Per usual he made his animalistic snarls, veins bulging under his taut skin. I glanced back at him, licking my lips erotically as he plundered my ass.

"My cock." I whispered with curled lips as he struck a weak spot causing me to shiver.

"Yes, baby. All yours. Take it all." He rammed me hard and I moaned, my cock twitching, my orgasm exploding through my body. Hot semen squirted on the wall in front of me.

Before I could scream out my release, he covered my mouth and gave me a few more deep thrusts, unraveling his hot seed in my ass.

He fucks me so good, I'm addicted to his cock.

My eyes rolled back as my drowned screams bounced back down my throat and my sexy lover hissed, holding my waist in a death grip.

We were left panting, his cock still spasmed in my ass. He removed his hands, capturing my lips and I kissed him back hungrily.

Pulling out his limp cock, he imparted one more kiss to my eyelids. "Your lust is insatiable."

I grinned, "Whenever your cock is concerned."

***

Well, our brief fornication in the elevator was quite refreshing, if I do say so myself.

Dressing quickly, we were able to get off on our floor in time, before anyone else saw us. I'm certain the persons in the security room had an eye-full. My mischievous mate never ceased to amaze me.

Hand in hand we walked to our door and I unlocked it, stepping in to find our abode decorated in pastel colors.

As soon as we stepped in Stephon came to greet us, looking cheerful. "You guys finally arrived! Come on, don't linger near the door. We're all waiting for you both to get freshened up."

We stepped in and he closed the door behind us.

"Wow, in here looks wonderful." Asche glanced around at the balloons, banners, and a large backdrop in the corner of the room that had a long, decorated table with a three-layer, cream-colored cake on top of it, with baby blue and pink decorations littered on it. On the banner, it read, 'Twinkle, twinkle little star. How I wonder what you are.'

A large array of balloons were placed on the countertop that said 'boy or girl?' Soft music played in the background and refreshments were already on the table. Felicia was attending to a long tray of appetizers, turning to greet us with a broad smile on her face when we strode further into the room.

Stephon went over to Falcon after Asche handed him the envelope, his stomach showing just a little in his shirt. They both disappeared down the hall.

"Drakos, Asche! You have finally arrived." She kissed both of our cheeks, engulfing us both in a hug. "How was the ultrasound? Is my little niece or nephew doing okay?" She pulled away, staring at us.

"Healthy with a strong heartbeat," I said, holding Asche to me.

"Great, let's get you both in your bedroom to get changed for the party." She shooed us down the hall. "And no fucking! We don't have all evening!"

I groaned as I allowed Asche to waddle ahead of me and into our room. I heard Stephon and Falcon beyond the nursery room but I tuned out their conversation, not wanting to get spoiled.

"Your sister knows you well," Asche said, his tone teasing.

"She sure does," I smiled, stepping up behind him, and rubbing the length of his arms. "Let's get showered and dressed. Felicia is on the edge of her seat right now."

"I can imagine." He leaned into my touch. "Undress me, I want you to pamper me tonight."

"As you wish."

***

We showered and got dressed sans sexual intercourse, thankfully because my cock just wouldn't stay down whenever I saw my mate naked.

Indulging Felicia, we returned to the living room where everyone was seated, talking over a few drinks. All of their heads snapped in our direction when we entered.

"The men of the hour!" Kirk cheered. "I'm ready to cash out my three-thousand dollars so sit your pretty asses down and grab a drink. No alcohol for you, Asche."

Asche groaned and I chuckled as we settled in the loveseat with Asche in my lap.

"What are you having Drakos?" Falcon asked, getting up from his seat to pour him a drink.

"White wine," I said.

"I'll have what Stephon's drinking," Asche sighed, nuzzling my neck and kissing it.

Stephon's stealing gaze with a satisfied smirk made me quirk a brow at him.

"What are you grinning about?"

"Nothing." He leaned into the couch, gleefully. I wasn't any fool. That look meant something. Deciding to let it rest, for now, my eyes drifted to Kirk and Felicia who sat at a questionable distance. Hmm...

Falcon returned with the drinks, passing Asche his drink first and then mine. "I see we're all couples tonight," I said in observance, taking a long sip of my wine as I glanced at Kirk pointedly over the rim of the glass. I watched him swallow and Felicia tensed, avoiding eye contact.

"I see where this is going," Falcon mumbled after taking his seat beside his husband.

Asche stirred in my lap, following my gaze. "Oh..." He said in realization. "Kirk, you finally touched down didn't you? Congrats."

"Touched down?" I frowned, staring at the duo.

Felicia sighed and Kirk coughed. Falcon simply stared in amusement while Stephon rubbed his pregnant tummy in nonchalance.

"Drakos, they're dating, okay? Get over it. They're grown adults. Now come 'ere and give me a kiss. It's our night and I don't want any distractions." He cupped my chin and brought our lips softly together. "There. Attention averted."

I glanced at Kirk from the corner of my eye, promising to deal with him later. For now, this is our time.

"Are you guys ready to pop the balloons and get this party started?" Stephon asked and Asche nodded eagerly. "Baby, do you mind getting the balloons and darts for me, please?" He asked Falcon and he happily agreed.

"Sure," Falcon got up and fetched two balloons that had 'boy or girl?' printed on them.

"Step in the center of us," Stephon said, taking the balloons and darts from Falcon before giving him a thankful kiss.

Asche got up and I followed, crossing over to Stephon who gave us each a balloon with a small dart.

Asche took it with a bright expression, gazing at me happily.

I returned it with an air kiss, causing him to beam.

"On the count of three, you'll pop the balloons and if the confetti comes out pink, it's a girl and if it's blue, it's a boy. Pretty simple. Alright, let me get my camera ready." He stood in front of us, preparing his smartphone as everyone got out their cellphones and began recording.

I turned to Asche, giving him a dazzling smile. "You ready for this, love?"

His smile was trembling but he nodded. I pecked him on the lips and placed one on his cheek. "I am." He whispered.

We held the balloons in one hand as Stephon began his countdown.

My heart thudded in my chest and my body tingled. I wanted a son, but Asche desired a daughter, whose wish will come true? I glanced at Asche who bit his bottom lip with excitement.

When Stephon called the last number, we simultaneously popped the balloons and pink confetti burst out and fluttered everywhere. It was as if the world moved in slow motion as Asche screamed in delight, jumping up and down.

"Oh my Gosh! Oh my gosh!" He cried tears of joy. He leaped on to me, hugging my neck.

Everyone cheered, standing up to congratulate us.

"I fucking knew it!" Falcon roared like a champion. Kirk sighed and shook his head with a grin.

Asche held me as he shook with tears. "It's a girl! I can't believe it's a girl!"

I kissed his eyelids, tasting his tears. "I'm happy that you're happy," I whispered in his ear.

I had already planned a name for my daughter if turned out to be so. Her name will be Zyaire. Our beautiful miracle.

***