59. Homelander/ Reader #4

(Y/n) was looking at her pregnancy test reading positive. She was finally pregnant with John's baby. A baby they had been trying for the last 4 months or so. And here it was and John saw the positive too. Laying a kiss to her pregnant belly with utter love.

"You've made me a very happy daddy to be!" said John.

She wore the white evening gown that he choose her to wear. It reflected beautifully against her skin tone. John was happy that his wife was finally pregnant. It made the selfish part of him for her hungry for more.

"I'm glad that we are finally going to be a family!" said John to her.

(Y/n) had felt a huge part of her die inside. The one thing she was hoping to avoid. And here it was and there was no escape. John showed her Billy had been decapitated and his cohorts as well be killed.

"Motherhood will look good on me. Swollen with our first of many kids. How many were we wanting again My Love!" said (Y/n) to John.

"At least 3 kids of our own making. Then we can discuss the possibility of more. I am so glad we have an understanding!" said John possessively.

They went to all of there press conferences. Spoke at all the galas that would be taken place. Queen Maeve saw her friend had already given up the fight. Homelander had broken her friends mind and sanity. Lacing it with love and lust for him to keep her.

(Y/n) may not be any super. But she had found out how to weaken John. She was just biding her time to plot her leave away. But she wouldn't need to do so. Cause Queen Maeve and Stormfront were going to do it for her. And it would happen within a months time. All (Y/n) had to do was wait that much time.

(Y/n) was on her back as John ate at her swollen pussy. Citing her pussy tasted sweeter while pregnant. And that he just had to eat it at his will. She kept screaming and squirting all over his face.

"John please take mercy on me. I have given you what you want from me. I need a rest and soon!" said (Y/n) to him.

John got her on all fours and fucked her like if she were his bitch. And on some ways she was his slut. Always provoking him with how she dressed up. It was like she was asking to be raped by him again.

"My dear you will be a good girl and take your fucking. Not like you have much damn choice. It's either this or the cage for you!" said John salaciously.

He reached around and found her beaten up clit and rubbed it harshly. Seeing her wailing around for mercy. Hearing her pitiful whimpers of overstimulation. He couldn't stop fucking her since it felt as close to heaven he'd ever get. 

"You didn't know you were destined to be mine. Mine to fucking have. Mine to own and torture with my want. You are too sweet to me to ever let go!" snarled John furiously.

He felt her clench down on his shaft hard and came hard. Feeling her body go limp as a wet noodle. And roared his release deep inside of his weakened wife. Going to the bathroom to get a wet rag and cleaning the mess away. Tucking them in to sleep the night away. His poor wife never knew what she caused.

The next morning rolled around and John was bringing breakfast in. She ate her little heart out. John ate his meal in peace and cleaned it all up. Citing she didn't need to stress over doing small things. She was his and he would sure of it no less.

"John I was wondering if we can go to the mall?" asked (Y/n) to John.

They had gone to the mall for a few last minute items. Before they had to do the international press conferences. Happy with everything she would need. She then kissed John on his cheek and got a drink to go. John was looking the possessive beast he was.  As long as she was happy and got what she wanted. He was happy that it would keep her by his side.