I will always choose you.

Lucien looked at me like I was everything to him.

He didn't know I was awake, as I laid with a blanket over me on the couch in his office. He'd neglected his work long ago, his pen flat over the papers on his desk.

He didn't seem to care as he gazed at me with the type of look that made my heart ache.

The way he looks at me, contradicts everything he is, everything he does.

He looks at me like everything I have done didn't matter, and that I was the holiest thing in his life.

Oh god I never thought anyone would ever look at me the way he does.

The way he looks at me reminds me that we are more than just lovers in a story we will tell our children years from know.

He looks at me like...

We are infinite in a world of endings.

I stretched, my hand wrapped over the swolleness of my belly as he sat up at little, while crooning his head just a bit.

"Love?" He whispered to me, as he pushed back his chair. The way he said that name to me made it more then just letters and a word.

I opened my eyes fully, the light dancing on my skin now.

I stretched again today this time like a sexy little cat, before letting the blanket slide off as I came to sit on my knees.

I was wearing nothing, and he smiled.

He smiled and he stood, making his way over to me he extended his hand to me. "Your beauty is never fading flower."he cooed as I stood before him.

"I am 69 month pregnant," I laughed, as he pulled me closer so my round stomach touched his.

"6 months, 2 week and 3 days pregnant With our child. You my love, are the mother of my child."

"Mhm." I said with a yawn, as I wiped the tiredness off my eyes and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"You will always be beautiful to me." He whispered, bending down to kiss my brow, his hand smoothing over the side of my belly, his finger brushing the skin so delicately despite everything that we were,

"You seem tired, rest more." He said, looking down into my eyes like I was his soul purpose.

"I've rested enough." I whispered, as the sun setting echoed through the room in colours that you only see in the most beautiful of paintings.

He studied me, for a moment before taking off his blazer and wrapping it around my shoulders, buttoning it up.

"Come." He told me, wrapping his hand around my waist and guiding me through the door and down the hall.

He held me close, my own arm managing to snake around his clothed body. "I'm okay, truly." I smiled, as he walked us down the hall and past all the rooms and doors.

Tightening his grip at every noice or creak he heard.

He didn't like me being here, at the base, but couldn't refuse when I'd asked to join him here today.

"I know you are." He said, as he walked us to our room and opened the door, guiding me inside before closing and locking it.

He guided me to the bed, and with both hands he helped me lower myself to sit the mattress. Despite how I argued that I was perfectly capable doing it myself.

"I don't want to disrupt you or your work, I'll be okay in here alone." I told him, As he took a couple steps away.

"You never disrupt me Kiara. Never." He said, in a tone so convincing and stern.

He studied my face, as to know if id understood how much a priority I was to him. And he smiled, as he unbuttoned his own dress shirt and let it hit the floor.

"A show, for me? How sweet." I smiled, as I placed a hand in my stomach and leant back slightly.

"Only for you." He purred, as he traded his suit pants for bare sinfull nakedness.

"Only for me." I whispered, as he came onto me and helped me out of his suit blazer.

"What a gentleman." I said, as I brought my hand between us, and ran my hand down his chest. He breathed in deep as I traced every ab, before running my fingers over his v-line.

"God do you know what you do to me?" He growled, and by his hardness I felt against my skin, I did indeed know.

"Yes." I told him,as he guided me to the sheets, and laid me down. My back flat, as he hovered over me.

Skin brushing skin, he ducked down until his lips met my own.

His kiss felt like a praise, as he ran his hand soothingly over my skin. And as he flicked my hard nipple I gasped In shock into his mouth.

He laughed at my sensitivity, as he broke the kiss and moved down to my neck. Biting and kissing the skin, the stubble on his face dragging over my collarbone in ways that made wetness raise between my legs and a deep part of me wondered how it would feel between my legs.

He continued his crusade, kissing and touching more until he was biting my erect nipple between his teeth and I was moaning and breathing and touching.

A moan escaping my lips again, as he gripped my other boobs with his hand. Squeezing it and brushing his thumb over my cleavage.

"Lucien." I groaned, as he continued down. A smile on is face as he kissed my stomach over and over again. His hand brushing over its roundness.

"So fucking beautiful." He praised, as he lowered further still. His hands parting my thighs as he lowered himself to the edge of the bed.

"Look how wet your little pussy is." He smirked between my thighs, as he blew cold air onto my throbbing clit.

"Lucien god." I moaned, and he smiled.

He smiled more, as he traced his thumb over the hoods of my vagina, making me shutter.

"So fucking wet." He said, as he slowly sunk his finger inside me, with his other hand drew circles onto my clit in patterns that he knows drive me crazy.

"Use—use your mouth." I begged, shamelessly.

And he did, he replaced his fingers wth his tongue and dragged it up my folds. His hands reaching up to interlock with my own as he thrusted his tongue inside me.

I called his name, as he stroked his cock to the taste of me.

He moved his tongue inside my hilt as my hips buckled and His name echoed of my lips in praises.

"Oh shit, fuck, Lucien!" I screamed, as he moved to wrap his arms around my chest thighs and pull my body closer.

His stubble dragged over my sensitive skin just as I knew it would.

"When the baby is born, will you still have such a naughty mouth?" He asked, after he traced my hole with a slick tongue.

"Fuck you." I moaned with a smile, as I felt the pressure rise inside of me.

"God I love you," he called out, as he brought his hand back to his cock, while his other hooked around my thighs as he ravished me.

He moaned at the taste of me, as his hand moved up and down over his large cock.

I was shaking, and I could feel my end, and with a husky voice he demanded his desperation.

"Come for me, fuck, god I need to taste you on my lips." He growled, as he flicked and danced his tongue inside me.

And with a scream, I let my orgasm go, his name a constant theme in my incoherent rambling.

He tasted me. And he growled my names against my clit, his stubble rubbing against my inner thighs.

He stroked his cock to my taste, his hand clenching on my thigh tight as he pulled me closer as he came.

My name leaving his lips once again, the sound so euphoric that I shuttered.

I was breathless, as he stood up and leant over me. Looking in my eyes with a greedy little smile.

"I would choose you over everything, do you know that?" He asked me, as he moved me to the pillow and pulled the covers over me.

"Where is this coming from?" I asked with a small laugh, as he placed the pillows on my side against the edge of the bed just how I liked it.

He stood, at the side of our bed, his head tilting a little. "I just need you to know, that you are everything. Everything to me." He told me.

And fuck, my hormones went crazy. I needed this man. I needed him the rest of my life.

"I do know." I told him, as he came and laid beside me. The lights dimmed and low. "Lucien you are my heart."

He smile, as he laid beside me, pulling me into him,

His skin on mine, his touch so comforting and loving. His hand drawing shapes on the skin of my stomach.

"Kiara." He began, and he flattened his palm against my belly. "I never should have been given this. You." He told me. "For all of the things I have done, I should never have met a angel like you. But I did, I did and you are giving me a child, and a love so great it burns inside me. I'm obsessed with you, your smell, your laugh, your taste. I can't get enough of you. And—" he dropped off his words, as he pulled me closer still.

"You deserve the world Kiara." He said "and I want you to know id do anything to give it to you."

"You are my world lover don't you know?" I told him, kissing his neck. "I don't care for power or money, I'd burn it all. I'd burn everything if it meant the three of us would be together."

"I will always be yours Kiara. Always." He told me, with words so deep and pure, with a promise that told me it was infinite.

Me and him, we were more than a story, or the memories that have been made and have past.

We weren't just People in a bigger plan.

Because me and him,

We were infinity