"Hey, Binky."

"Prince, why you call me Binky?"

"Cause, that's my special name for you. Is it okay I call you Binky?" I asked her and she smiles holding her  arms up to me.

"You can call me Binky, Prince, but, umm,-"

"But what, Binky?"

"You love mommy, right??"

"Right, I love mommy, and I also love you, very much."

"And me and mommy will be living here with you, right?"

"Right, this is now yours and mommy's home. And you know what else, Binky?"

"What?"

"Me and mommy are getting married, so in a way, I'll be your daddy." She wraps her little arms around my neck.

"So, does this mean I can call you daddy?" She asks me. I slightly tighten my arms around her.

"Binky?"

"Yes, daddy?"

"You know when mommy marries me she will become a Nelson. Would you also like to have daddy's last name?"

"But, how, daddy?"

"Well, me and your mommy thinks it's a good idea that I adopt you. When I do, your name will be Binky Nelson," I say causing her to laugh.

"Daddy, I'll be Bianca Noel Nelson,"

"But I still get to call you Binky, right?"

"Right, but only you can  call me Binky,"  she kisses my check and cuddles next to my chest. I rub her back and smile at her.

"Binky, you know you and mommy are now safe. I will never let anyone hurt either of you ever again."

"I still get scared, daddy. I don't want Jase coming back and taking me and mommy away from you. Don't let him take me away from you," she whimpers. I lift her up and place her head on my shoulder. I rub her back again trying to comfort her.

"I promise you, Binky. I will never let anyone take you or mommy away from me. You both will always be safe her with me. Now, try and think about the wedding and me adopting you. We're going to have a big party after I adopt you, so you think of all the cake, and presents you will be getting," she lifts her head up and smiles.

"Really, daddy, I'll get cake and presents?"

"Yes, and so will mommy. You know what my best gifts are, Binky?"

"What, daddy?" I kiss her forehead.

"You and mommy are daddy's very best gifts.  I will never let anyone hurt you or mommy, okay?"

"Okay, daddy. I love you," she says as she's yawning. I kiss her forehead again and place her back into her bed.

"Daddy loves you too, Binky. Try and get some sleep." I whisper and quietly make my way to the bedroom door. After walking into my bedroom, I see Grace sitting on the bed wiping tears from her eyes.

"Thank you, Prince," she cries. I climb on the bed next to her and wrap my arms around her.

"For what, baby?"

"For not only loving me, but for loving my daughter."

"Our daughter, and you don't have to thank me for loving both of you.  Aww Gracie, when I think back about never wanting to open my heart to another woman only to have it broken again, I realize what an idiot I was. Meeting you, falling in love with you has made me a better man, and I get to be that sweet little girl's father. I have to be honest, I wasn't sure if I wanted kids, but having Binky here, she truly is an incredible gift, and her mommy."

"Umm, Binky, Prince?"

"Oh, yes, I call her Binky, and I'm the only who gets to call her that," he smirks causing me to laugh.

"Really, not even I, her mother gets to call her Binky?"

"Nope, just me, her father. We have that special father, daughter bond thing."

"Well, alrighty, then.  It makes me very happy you two are getting along, so you can be the only one who calls her Binky," she smiles and lays her head on my chest.

"Grace?"

"Yes?"

"Do you think maybe one day you would like to have another child?"

"Yes, do you want another child?"

"Yes, I do. I want to give Binky a brother or a sister, maybe within a year or two?" She leans up and kisses me.

"Should we practice?" she grins and straddles me.

"I would love to practice with you," I grin and grab her hips to lower her down on me. She places her hands on my chest and I thrust up causing us both to moan.

"Oh god, Prince."

"Yeah, baby, say my name," I command. She rocks her hips, and I pound deep in her.

"Shit, Grace, oh god baby. You think you're up for another position?"  She smiles and climbs off of me. I gently place her on her hands and knees.  My mouth finds its way on her smooth back and my fingers rubs her slit. Her loud moans turns me on even more and I'm now under her and tasting her.

"Oh my god, Prince," she pants. I shove two fingers inside of her wanting to make her climax in my mouth.

"Cum, baby," I command her and suck on her swollen clit. Her legs begin to shake and her hips begin to rock back and forth. I quickly climb behind her and become a little rough when I slam myself back inside of her.


"Tell me if I get too rough with you, Grace," she is so lost in our passionate love making, she shakes her head indicating she's loving this.

"Harder," is the only word she manages to say.

"Are you sure, Grace?" I ask her and she slams herself back on me. I take this as she's really wanting me to go harder, so I grab the back of her hair and pull her head back.

"Okay baby, you want me harder?" I ask her and  begin to slam myself in and out of her. My eyes look down to see her bouncing tits and hearing her moans as she grabs both of her bouncing tits sends me over the edge. My hands tighten on her hips and my own loud moans fill the room.

"Fuck, Grace, shit, baby, I'm going to cum." She feels so damn good I get so lost in her warmth, her moans, and I can't seem to force myself to pull out of her, and I don't. Before I realize it, I'm shooting my seed deep inside of her and we both  fall onto the bed. She looks back at me and I know what she's thinking, cause I'm thinking the same thing.

"So, if by some chance I just got you pregnant now, you would be okay with that, right?" I smile causing her to smile.

" Well, we are getting married, so I would be okay with us having another baby sooner than we planned."

******

Two months later, our wedding day.*

"Oh my god, this can not be happening of all days. It's our wedding day, Prince, and I'm sick.

"Maybe you're not sick, maybe you're pregnant."

"Oh god, I didn't even think about I could be pregnant."

"Well, I did. You have been throwing up for nearly a week now, and your period is two weeks late. Go in the bathroom and pee on this."

"You bought me a pregnancy test?"

"Yes, now go pee on the stick."

"Okay, but this takes round ten minutes."

"I know, we still have time till our wedding starts. I love you, Grace, and I am praying it comes back positive."

"I love you too, Prince."