The Master Bedroom, The Rawsone Residence, Denver, Colorado...
The early lights of dawn had been upon them when Julia Rawsone roused from a rather fretful slumber only to find she'd been worried for nothing as she opened her eyes to find her husband safe and sound asleep beside her as if he had not a care in the world. She sighed in relief and slowly scooted toward him noting how truly peaceful he seemed to be when asleep. For a moment she recalled the kind and handsome young man he'd been when they first got together following the night he came to her parent's house to assist her with their Home Economics project, which had been to parent an egg for their grade and try out the aspect of being parents. She'd been already a few weeks pregnant which was courtesy of the bastard Rhett Davis but Hadrian had stepped up and claimed the baby as his own and even declared his intention to marry her and raise the baby despite the fact that he had not been her biological father.
Julia at the time had been a rather terrified young woman and confused due to having gone through the worst possible thing any girl her age could be, sexually assaulted by a boy at her school, and what was worse was that he'd been rich and talented the protected class. Hadrian had shown up with a bruised hand following the beating Rhett had received and Julia had for some reason invited him into her bed.
Looking over Hadrian in the present, Julia had felt immense guilt over how their lives had turned out in the wake of losing their son and how she shifted all the blame for something out of their control onto Hadrian who had been grieving the loss of their child as well. Hindsight had been quite a thing when she realized that she had thrown away twenty years of marriage with a man that was utterly devoted to her and her children for a fling with his so-called best friend and used their child's unfortunate death to justify it.
Tears swelled in the corners of her eyes as the shame continued to fill her. Hadrian had done nothing aside from being the wonderful husband and father he'd always been and she had hated him for it. It was no wonder that he'd gotten sick, the poor man had suffered in silence for years and finding out that not only was he abandoned by his father and abused by his mother, but that he'd been sexually assaulted as well by his father's mistress only made her actions against him all the more biting.
Julia was convinced that it had been all her fault for pushing him away, leaving him no choice but to lean on the likes of Alexei Bortnik for some measure of comfort and it had been all the crazed loon needed to kidnap her husband and turn him into something he had not been.
Julia sighed as she ran a hand over Hadrian's chest noting his breathing as she rested her head against him to listen to his steady heartbeat. He'd taken a shower, the scent of his soap had always been pleasant whenever she'd taken notice of it. She began to stroke his sleeping face noting the level of stubble on his face giving him a ruff appearance as she kissed him on the lips. Hadrian shifted some in his sleep and Julia smiled as she noted the telltale sign of his morning arousal.
"Jules." he groaned in his sleep making her smile as she captured his lips in another heat-filled kiss.
"I don't think the girls are awake yet," she said as he opened his eyes to meet her rather heated gaze.
Hadrian smiled at his wife as he found himself adjusting to consciousness once more. He had something of a blank when trying to recall what happened the previous night but let it go in favor of savoring the moment he'd been having with his pregnant wife.
He'd been shocked when Julia had been apparently feeling quite a bit frisky and straddled his waist after discarding her nightgown. Hadrian thought it a bit odd for her to want to have sex so early in the morning but he recalled how much she loved sex when she'd been given to the effects of pregnancy hormones. A low hiss escaped his lips as Julia's tight warmth came into contact with his aroused cock after she carefully fished it from the tent in his boxer shorts. He couldn't deny how beautiful she'd been at that moment, with her lovely body bare before his dark gaze and her breasts dangling before him swelling in the wake of pregnancy which had progressed to the point of her belly being noticeable.
Hadrian had briefly recalled that he much preferred how she looked when pregnant, with her lovely skin glowing and the desire behind her beautiful eyes. It was always a sort of magical time for them when she'd been truly given to her desires and it always seemed to be for him and only for him in those quiet moments.
Despite his lack of conventional emotions, he was well aware that Julia had been his wife despite the confusion as to why she had him locked away in a mental institute, and the issue of him having gotten his former patient pregnant in the wake of a means of chaos he couldn't recall. His out-of-character element of getting the young lass Bethany Stevenson pregnant had also been a puzzling thing. Despite what he gathered it appeared Julia had been none the wiser about that which seemed to be better for them in the long run.
Before he could get lost in his pondering for long, Julia's tightness engulfed his cock and he groaned as she began to bounce up and down on him jolting him along the bed in the process. Julia began to moan in the wake of her riding him as she slid her hands up and down his chest craving nothing outside of her husband's massive cock despite her lack of enthusiasm to ride it very often when not spurred by the hormones of pregnancy.
She wanted so badly for the baby that had been growing inside her to be his, assuming as most people had in her predicament that the baby could fix everything. She'd made quite a monumental mistake turning her back on the man she loved and who had loved her most of all and as a result she threatened everything they had ever built together. Her worst fear had been if Hadrian ever found out about her affair, he'd been quite adamant about steering clear of his father in the past for such actions against his mother and the hatred had taken root rather deeply.
The last thing she wanted was for Hadrian, her Hadrian to hate her the way he hated his father. The electroshock therapy had only been a temporary means of stalling the inevitable and she dreaded how he'd take the news of what she'd done to him and with Gary no less if he ever found out and the baby she carried inside her belly had not been a product of their years of love and trust but the product of her betrayal and affair with his best friend.
The guilt had hit her full force as she moaned riding out the sensation of making love to her husband as she tried her best to fight back the tears that were still swelling in her eyes as she reflected on everything that happened between them since their daughters had gone off to college. She thought back then that she'd spend the rest of her life with Hadrian, growing old with him and enjoying life to the fullest now that the hardships had been past them.
Hadrian groaned noting her tears as she reached up and wiped them away. He kissed her softly and gripped her hips as she rode him in earnest filling his ears and their shared bedroom with her soft moaning as she tried to be mindful that their girls were home with guests.
In truth he didn't know how to feel about her aside from enjoying the sensation of her riding his cock for all she was worth, he'd been looking forward to the baby, despite a sinking feeling that she'd been keeping a lot more from him than she'd been letting on, especially if he'd managed to get two other people pregnant and her at the same time and she did not say a word about it. He wondered what he'd been thinking turning his back on all they had built just to sleep with a random college girl and his former patient.
Hadrian closed his eyes as his mind took him back to the darkroom at the facility and the blonde nurse that had been riding him in the late hours his cock twitched and he gripped Julia tighter groaning as he moved to thrust back against her bouncing needing to feel more than just her attempts to get off on him. He found it strange that he wasn't particularly interested in having sex with his pregnant wife outside of the memories of his sexual encounters with his former patient and the night nurse from before.
Had he been able to feel it, he was quite sure he'd have been ashamed of not wanting Julia sexually but he made the most of it as the visions allowed him to stay aroused long enough to appease her before he gave in to the rather mechanical aspect of release after the images flooded his mind with the recollection of his time with the night nurse.
She'd gotten him off then, more than once as he longed in the dark to pound her into his mattress but had been reduced to simply allowing her to ride him until her heart had been content. He knew not how she coaxed his release so easily, squeezing him bare amid her tightness and making him long for more. It was all he could feel then and all he could feel now even as Julia had begun to reach her end while riding him.
Hadrian let off a low grunt and filled his wife with his release despite it being rather lackluster before she collapsed onto him sweaty and winded as she kissed his lips and more tears streamed down her cheeks. The two of them lay there in the dark in silence for a moment as both had come to the conclusion that their relationship had not been the same. Julia sighed as she sat up meeting his gaze as she tried her best to come to terms with what she'd done to her husband.
"There use to be so much love behind your eyes," she said suddenly breaking the silence as a sudden sadness seemed to overtake her.
Hadrian seemed to sense her disappointment and attempted to address it.
"I'm sorry," he said softly as he slowly stroked her bare back with his rough calloused hand. "I guess I'm still having a bit of trouble, adjusting."
Julia sighed.
"Don't apologize," she said softly. "I'm the one that insisted you get the treatment."
Hadrian sighed as well.
"What a pair we make," he said still holding her.
Julia nodded in agreement as she rested her head back onto his chest not wishing to confront the ugly truth about what was happening between them.
This man in her bed was a long way removed from the one she married and it had been her own doing. She'd essentially erased the sweet loving man that Hadrian Rawsone had been in order to safeguard her secret and keep him from falling in love with Alexei all over again.
Try as she might to ignore them, Lonnie Collins' words came flooding back amid her silent tears as she clung to her husband and listened to his heartbeat.
{"What part of I don't fucking want you don't you understand?"} he had said.
She tried to push it out of her mind but it seemed to always travel back to the awful day she made the decision to have him undergo the electrotherapy. The rage behind the man's with her husband's face's eyes had haunted her dreams and waking hours respectively despite her attempts to act as if it had been otherwise.
{"What the fuck makes you think you can have your cake and eat it too?" growled Lonnie still annoyed by her very presence. "Sooner or later bitch you are going to get what's coming to you and I hope I'm around to see it, Doc's gonna drop you like the bad habit that you are and that bastard in your belly won't mean shit to him."}
More tears came down her cheeks as Hadrian rubbed her back trying his best to comfort her despite his lack of knowledge of how to go about it.
"Hey Jules, don't cry....it'll be alright," he said holding her in his arms. "I just have to adjust...that's all...it's part of recovery right?"
Julia Rawsone sighed wanting so badly for that to be true so much so that she allowed the lie to linger and give her new hope that she and Hadrian would be happy together once again, once she had the baby.
A baby that she had not known whether or not had been his.