Darkness Chapter 44: part 2

**Nelly**

As I gazed out the window, lost in thought, I couldn't help but reflect on the events that had transpired. Despite the hardships, there were moments of goodness too. If Tara hadn't taken that drastic step, Vincent and I may never have reached this point on our own. We were both too stubborn. Suddenly, Alec's voice broke through my reverie, asking, "Nel, are you alright?"

“Huh? Yes. I was just thinking that's all.”

Alec teases, “That's dangerous, ya know.”

“Shut up!”

He laughs as we drive back to the house after dropping Carrie off. “You miss Tara.”

“Yes. I still can't believe she betrayed me. I don't know what I did to her that made her hate me.”

Alec puts his hand on top of mine. “She shouldn't even be thought. You have the wedding and a baby to think about.”

“Hey, Alec?” He nods. “How do you know you can't have kids?”

“While trying to find where Vincent disappeared to, I was captured by a group of fanatics just before the war began. A rebel tortured me, but he was drunk and was telling me he was gonna cut my dick off. He missed and sliced into my balls. I was able to escape after that. Once I healed, I went back and killed all of them. I cut each of their dicks off and shoved them down their throats because I didn't fully heal from the blade they used. After we got Vincent out of the lab, we had it analyzed. It had a special coating on it designed to counter regeneration.”

“Damn. I'm sorry, Alec.”

“It's ok. The part I really need still works properly,” he jokes.

I roll my eyes. “Well, that's good.”

We pull up, and as we get out, Alec grabs my arm. “I'd appreciate it if you…” He starts to say. 

I interject, “Alec, you don't even have to say it. I won't say anything..” I go to find Vincent. He's in his study. I stare at him from the doorway before walking in. This is my man. My soon to be husband. My mate and father of my child. How did this even happen? How did we get here? “Hey.”

He looks up, “Hey.”

“I'm looking for my sexy ass fiancé....you by chance haven't seen him have you?”

He gets up and walks over to me. “Really?

I'm sure I can stand in for him. I mean...I think I'm pretty damn sexy.”

I smirk at him and walk around him, looking him up and down. Tapping my finger against my lips as I do. He crosses his arms over his chest and stares at me. “Maybe...can you take your shirt off. I can't tell if you have his build? I mean, he has nice washboard abs and such a nicely well-defined chest and strong arms. I would need to compare. Do you have any tattoos?”

He's grinning at me as he slowly removes his shirt. As he lifts his shirt over his body, his pants slide down, showing a little bit of his happy trail.

It should be called the path to heaven. Dear sweet baby Jesus. “So, will I do?” he asks.

“I must say you are quite a specimen. It's just...well... l mean he's very... very well equipped if you catch my drift.”

Vincent chuckles. “Is he now? That should be easy for me. I've been told I'm a god in the bedroom.”

“Oh well. I think l'll be the judge of that and I'll be honest with you. I'd hate to inflate your ego if it's not true. You'd want me to be honest, right?” I walk up to him, placing my hands on his gorgeously sculpted chest, looking into his lust-filled eyes.

“Oh, I'm very sure, but l'll entertain you just to prove I'm all I say I am,” he replies seductively.

“Why, thank you.” I hop up on his desk to get a good view as he kicks off his shoes and unbuckles his belt. He slowly unbuttons his pants and lowers the zipper. 

Before he drops his pants, he looks up at me with a devious grin. “When this is all over with, I plan on having you bent over that desk as I fuck that tight ass hell pussy of yours.”

“We'll see. If you're packin', you'll get to play in the Promised Land.” 

He chuckles. He drops his pants to the ground along with his boxers. My breath hitches in my throat. No matter how many times I see this man naked, it always takes my breath away. I mean he seriously is a damn god. Vampire or not I would let him fuck me. “Mmm.... I must say it's very nice.”

“Ok, playtime is over. Bend over now!” He cages me on the desk. His hands make quick work of my pants and yank them off.

“Vincent!”

“You know I'm not a fan of being teased, my love,” he replies. I moan. He picks me up off the desk and turns me around. His hand slides up between my thighs. When he reaches my panties, he rips them off and rubs his fingers over my wet core. “You are wet. I need to make you drenched.”

“Fuck me, please.”

“With pleasure, my love.” He pushes into me. His thrusts are hard but not as rough as he usually is. Since he found out I was pregnant, he won't push it no matter how much I beg.

“Harder. Yes. Ahh”

“You know better, my love. Wait for me.” He quickened his pace before my body lost itself.

After a few more thrusts, I feel him let go, and I join him.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, both of you.” He pulls my body against his as his hands rub over my stomach. “I can't wait to make you my wife.” Honestly, I can't wait either.