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Eros's POV

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Marriage life had its challenges.

Yes, it definitely had quite a number of challenges but it had so many happy and fun and heartwarming moments as well and to top it all, I was married to the woman that completed me. Life with her made everything more meaningful.

Five months after our wedding and I couldn't be happier that I had met her that fateful day at Stephano's wedding where she'd taken my breath away and stolen my heart without me knowing it. And it would be a beautiful moment learning more things about each other daily till we were ninety nine, both with grey hairs and wrinkled skin.

Sighing at that thought, I adjusted my tie and took a glance through the mirror. I was good to go.

I knocked on the door to my left and tucked my right hand into my pocket.

"Are you set?"

"Almost." Angela's voice came from her dressing room. I had no idea why we needed a dressing room when the bedroom was big enough to fit twenty people if they wanted to change their clothes at the same time but my wife had felt there was a need to turn one of the adjoining rooms into her personal closet.

Not her walk in closet but another closet named 'Angela's personal closet'. Women.

"Is there a reason you insist I mustn't see you till you're done dressing?" I asked slowly. I would see her when she stepped out anyway so why couldn't I just see her now?

"Yes! I won't leave this room with my dress this perfect if you see me right now. I know the man I married. My perfect dress will get wrinkled." She complained.

"Oh please. We're late already and I am not that indisciplined that I would delay us just to please my own selfish desires." I told her, faking an offended tone as I walked back to the chair and crossed my legs, staring at the door.

The truth was that I couldn't wait to see her in her dress. And if Eros junior felt she was too pretty for me to allow her leave that way, we would definitely have a quickie. She'd installed a lock on the door after I seduced her into having a quickie a few times when she wore something I loved.

But the issue was that I always loved what she wore. She was hot in most of her clothes and she was hotter without clothes. This wasn't my fault!

"I'm coming out now." She called and I shook my head, laughing softly.

Women took the most time getting ready. Sometimes Angela would be ready in record time but most of the time I would have to wait an extra fifteen to thirty minutes.

Why do they take such time anyway? They usually ended up wearing the clothes they picked from the beginning. 

The lock clicked and then the door opened. "I'm ready." Angela softly told me as my gaze traveled from her legs to her face and back to her legs.

"Baby..." I got up and pocketed my phone.

"Yes?" Angela giggled as she saw me eyeing her. 

I stepped closer and my breath caught in my throat as I pulled her into me and pecked her cheek. Goodness, she was beautiful. I loved when she used red lipstick.

"You're so beautiful."

"Thank you. You brush up pretty nice too. Now let's leave or we'll be-"

"Everything can wait." I murmured and leaned in to kiss her sweet lips,loving the feel of her soft lips on mine while my arms went around her to properly secure her in my hold. She kissed me for only five seconds and pulled back, brushing her palms on my chest to clean off invincible dust.

Her stomach pressed against me and I was delighted at the feeling that spread through me.

"No Eros. This will have to wait. You won't ruin my makeup."

"I promise not to."

Angela giggled and smacked my chest as if she'd just heard the most ridiculous thing ever. My manhood, shameless as it was, hardened at the sound of her beautiful laughter and her breath caught in her throat.

Her eyes went wide. "Eros. You can't be serious." She accused. "I promise to suck you better than a candy when we're back. I know we've not made love for two days because I've been terribly busy but we will be late if we keep this up. You know how insatiable I've been these past few weeks."

"You drive a hard bargain. I want to have you at the ceremony. We'll excuse ourselves. Deal or not?" I rose a brow and palmed her butt cheek, squeezing it and smacking it to let her know I meant business. I tried to make sure she wasn't pressed too tightly against me because of her bump that was now beginning to show.

"I'm a horny pregnant woman but how can you be hornier than I am?" She chuckled.

"I'm the husband of a horny pregnant woman. I have a duty to fulfill."

She bit her lower lip. "Okay. We'll find a way to calm down your raging hormones. But we have to leave now."

"Wait. I need to hug my wife and remind myself why I should go to this family function when I could be cuddling and making love to my four months old pregnant wife."

My Angel giggled again. "Fine. We have to be at Karel's naming ceremony because...because it's a must. Haha. But hug me till your hearts content, I'm all yours."

"I love when you say you're mine. I'm yours too. You can have my body whenever you want though because I'm your manwhore. I'm very shameless when it comes to you." I pulled back gently and pecked her forehead as she giggled at my words. Then I kissed her sweet lips one more time before deciding we had to leave so I wouldn't get carried away anymore.

"So what name do you think we should give Kara and Stephano's baby?" Angela asked as we drove to her parents house where the naming ceremony of Kara's newborn baby was being held.

"Ahh, I'm not sure. Why do we have to name him though? He probably won't remember all the names if they're too much. I feel one or two names suggested by the grandparents and parents are perfect."

"I have to give him a name. It's my family tradition. When one of us puts to bed, all the siblings must each give the child a name."

"Then I'll respect your family tradition. Chose a name you think is perfect. You know everyone will still call him Karel right? Since that was the name Stephano gave him immediately he was born." I asked her.

What was the need in having so many names?

I still hadn't decided what name we would give our own unborn baby, talk less of my wife's nephew.

"What name do you think I should give him?" She asked me again after some minutes and I sighed.

"I don't know." I looked out the window at the trees.

"Seriously? Think of something at least." Her tone sounded annoyed but I really wasn't interested in naming her niece. I had nothing against his parents and I knew how much Angela cared for her family just like I cared for mine but I wasn't interested in naming any child.

I bet if we got a puppy or a cat I'd call it biscuit or something like that to save myself from the stress of thinking of pet names. Angela didn't get the memo though, because she was still looking at me expectantly.

"I really don't know, Angel." I picked her hand, pecking the back of it but she snatched it back and gave me a glare.

"You do this all the time. You always say you don't know. What should we eat? You don't know. What color of pillow case should we buy at the end of the month? You don't know. Do you prefer strawberry or vanilla ice cream? You don't know. Should I pick a pink or purple couple's toothbrush at the store? You don't know. What do you know?"

"Calm down angel." I grabbed her hand once again and placed it on my chest before she could snatch it back, not taking her words to heart as I watched her nose get red to show how angry she was getting.

"Don't tell me to calm down. How did you even prosper in your business? You're handsome. I bet your partners probably felt you were too handsome and had no choice but to do deals with you and-"

"Angel-" I shut my eyes, praying for strength. Then I opened them and gave her a smile. "Marco. Let's give him Marco."

Her eyes brimmed. "You annoy me so much. You knew such a beautiful name and couldn't mention it all this while. Why are you bent on frustrating me?" She asked me softly and sniffed.

"Not today, God." I muttered under my breath and my face split into a charming smile. "I really didn't think of it and I just remembered Marco was a great name so I mentioned it. It was my fault, my love. Please forgive me."

Angela huffed but nodded after a few seconds. "You're forgiven." We remained quiet till she shifted so she was facing me. "Did I overreact just now?"

"No. Why?"

Yes she overreacted. Why did she have to force me to name her niece? I didn't even know what Marco meant and I'd only said it was a great name to keep her from rambling continuously. I just wanted to sit in quiet with my wife as we drove to her parents house but she had a dictionary of questions lined up for me.

And sometimes I couldn't say no, neither could I say yes. Every question was like a trap waiting to ensnare me when I failed her test.

I sighed, looking down at her face and pouted lips. She looked annoyingly cute right now and I couldn't even get upset with her. Her face was glowing, her cheeks rosy in a way that filled me with pride.

"You clearly didn't want to give the boy any name and I forced you to. I even nagged. Am I going to nag you everyday? I'm not such a wicked person. Oh, I'm so sorry Eros. I shouldn't have." She hugged me and pecked my cheek.

"It's alright." I calmed her down and patted her cheek.

"Nowadays I react easily to things and I overthink a lot. You'll never leave me right?"

I shook my head. "I would never leave you, Angel. Don't worry about anything and just focus on yourself, your health and our baby.  Remember what the doctor said." I blinked and she nodded, her lips parting to form an 'O' shape.

She clung to my arm and rested her head on my shoulder. My heart soared with pride. Women were amazing. Goddesses. Super beings.

They would carry another human in their wombs for nine whole months. Their appetite, body shape and mood would change over time but they would carry the pregnancy with pride. Amazing.

Some of them even usually ended up having some after effects that could only be managed for life. They would sometimes have to undergo a cesarian section to bring their child into the world. 

When we got to the mansion, it was already a full house. Friends, family and business associates were hanging all around as they chatted. The ceremony was in full swing. Angela left my side and went to greet her siblings and then her cousins.

Geronimo came with Catalina and their baby boy. Giacomo came with his girlfriend who was a model from New York.

I sat with Stephano as we chatted lightly and Giuliano joined the occasion after an hour. We chatted over drinks while Stephano told me some tips that could help in dealing with Angela's mood swings.

He was happy to tell me the tricks he'd used with Kara, saying Angela would eventually realize she was going overboard and apologize and it was just her emotions messing with her sometimes so I shouldn't take it to heart.

After a while, Geronimo and Giacomo came to join us as well while the women danced to some contemporary songs and blew party poppers all over the place, giggling and cheering.

Kara was brought down with the baby and my father-in-law announced the baby's names. Marco was among the names he mentioned and I looked towards Angela to see her already looking at me with a beam like she'd just saved a life.

Instinctively, my lips stretched into a smile at her knowing look.

If I'd get to see her smiling so brightly at me in a room full of thirty something people, then I wouldn't mind naming one or two more babies.

They cut the cake and we handed Kara her gifts. Obviously she couldn't receive them herself so the maids had them all transferred according to my mother-in-law's orders. 

Then the baby was taken upstairs once again by my mother-in-law who looked like she couldn't bear to part with him for a second while Kara stayed down and chatted with her loved ones. I looked from Kara to Angela.

I couldn't wait to see how her stomach would grow with each day that would pass. The joy of knowing that Angela was carrying our baby in her stomach was something that would forever leave me in awe. She looked so radiant and was totally glowing as she giggled and chatted with Kara and her cousins. I love this woman so much.

Three hours later, we kissed people on their cheeks as we bade our goodbyes.

Angela slept on the way home and I told my driver to reduce the coolness of the AC.

I carried her into our home and laid her on the bed. Then I attempted to take off her gown and she opened her eyes while I pulled it over her stomach.

"Hi baby." She yawned and sat up. "I slept off. Gosh I feel tired all of a sudden."

She raised her arms, squirming to get the part of her dress she was sitting on off her and I pulled the dress over her head, my eyes zoning on her breasts which were now getting fuller each day. I trailed my eyes down to her baby bump and finally dragged them back to her face. She was scratching her arm as she yawned again and I chuckled at how ridiculously cute she looked.

"We should shower." I pecked her forehead.

"Okay." She slowly got off the bed and took off her panty and then her bra. "My breasts feel fuller than before and it's just been four months. I'll have to change brassieres this weekend. The ones I'm wearing are all tight and suffocating."

"I'll bring you to the mall and we'll check them out. I'll get you a dozen or two. And some beautiful panties too."

"Aren't you just the best person ever? That's why I love you so much." She pecked my cheek and held my hand to lead me to the bathroom where we showered briefly before returning to the room.

We put on our pajamas and Angela cuddled into me.

"Hi." She traced random patterns on my chest.

I pecked her forehead. "Hi beautiful."

She leaned away from me and raised the bed covers. "It's cold." Then she crawled into it and my body tensed as I felt her tracing her palm over my manhood. "Let's warm each other up. Mhmm you're getting hard already. Take it off..I want to suck you." She purred from under the sheets.

With a heavy gaze, I threw the covers off us and saw her biting her lower lip, eyeing my pants with hungry eyes.

"I thought you were sleepy."

"I was. But I'm horny now. The way you held my hand while leading me out of the bathroom made me horny." The way I held her hand? I blinked, not dwelling much on it. My duty was to please her, since I was her simp. Angela's simp and no one else.

I nodded and took off my pajamas shorts and her eyes widened as she kicked her lips as if she was seeing me naked for the first time. She picked my manhood which was now semi erect and leaned down, kissing the tip. My legs shuddered at the feel of her warm lips on me.

"That reminds me. I promised to suck you when we get back." She chuckled.

Smiling up at me, she trailed her tongue over my head and slid it into her mouth, rotating her tongue as she slowly began to bob her head. I grabbed the sheet, my eyes shutting as she traced her left fingers over my balls.

"Oh, yes. Just like that baby, fuck you're killing me. Angh yes please. Yes yes yes yes. Ohhhh..." She deepthroated me and bobbed her head till I was about to come and I shook my head but she gave me a knowing look that said, "this time. Finish in me."

The powerful emotions took over as I came hard in her beautiful mouth and she gobbled it up greedily, licking all the traces of come that dribbled down the sides of her lips.

"There." She purred and tried to alight the bed.

"Where do you think you're going?" I asked her as I sat up and pulled her into me, kissing her sweet lips. The feel of her warm breasts against my body made me hard in mere minutes.

"I want to rinse off."

"Don't bother, I'll rinse you off with my mouth. Lie down and spread your legs so I can have my feast." I told her and she quickly laid down, blinking up at me as she parted her legs for me with her eyes glazed over and her lower lip tucked between her teeth.

"Baby..." She moaned when I took a clean sweep at her entrance, my tongue beginning to probe her clit. I sucked gently on her, loving the way she shut her eyes and contorted her face.

Smirking, I went back to continue feasting on my delicious meal.

Thirty minutes later, I'd had my fill of her and also made sweet love to her. Angela laid in my arms after another quick shower, spent as she crooned like a cat.

"That was good. I'm sure our baby felt my excitement." She giggled.

"Was I rough?"

"No. But can we do it rough? At least once in a while."

I shook my head. "The doctor said early stages."

"It's been four months. Vanilla is fun because you're good in bed but I want to feel that intensity."

"So you don't feel intensity when I'm with you?" I rose a questioning brow. The doctor asked us to take it easy while having sex but Angela would want me to have her over my knees and spank her butt and clit before dominating her.

What if I hurt the baby? I didn't even know if my manhood could reach the baby's sack but I'd prefer to be careful.

I'll find a way to download another pregnancy app and search for some clues tomorrow. I didn't want to hurt her or the baby. We would still have sex a thousand times after the baby was born so what was the hurry?

"Don't get me wrong. I feel it. I just...want you to go hard. It won't harm the baby. Take me hard and fast...I want to lose my breath when you're fucking me. Fuck me hard till I forget my name." She moaned and climbed me like a monkey.

I felt myself getting hard against her stomach. "I'll enquire about it tomorrow. I don't feel confident in doing that when our baby's still so fragile. Now be a good girl. And also, stop cussing."

I spanked her butt softly and squeezed it just because.

"Oh baby...I love it when you speak like that and when you grab my ass. So hot." She kissed my lips and trailed her tongue down my neck and chest, sucking on my nipples and grinding on me. She knew how aroused that usually made me.

Angela only gave me signs once in a while that she wanted to have sex but ever since the pregnancy reached two months, she turned into a sex crazed lady and I was here for it. There was nothing more attractive than my pregnant wife jumping me everywhere. In the kitchen, laundry room, bathroom, my study or living room.

All she needed to do was tell me she wanted me and I would go naked ASAP. I was her simp. Only for her.

"You should rest tonight. Stop seducing me or else I'll take you again."

"Please take me. I want to do it one more time." She trailed her right hand into her pajama shorts and shut her eyes, breathing heavily. I knew what that meant.

My breath hitched as I muttered a curse word and told her to lay down, taking off my pants.

I guess we would have another shower before calling it a night.

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The END.

We've come to the end of Whipped billionaire. Who was your favorite character?

Mine would be Luca and Eros. I love how they love and protect their family and women. So beautiful 😍