LOVE, FAMILY, CULTURE: Love's Culture III

Multicultural and Interracial Romantic Fiction.

Sadia felt heavy in a most pleasant way. She and Mahad had been married three months and most mornings she woke to him making love to her and that day was no exception. Turning, on her side she saw Mahad staring at her with love filled eyes.
“Hey, what are you looking at?” She murmured.
“My wife and the mother of my baby… you are pregnant.” He said as he placed his hand on her naked belly.
His words permeated her and she realized she had to be. She had only had one period since the marriage and that was over two months ago. Laughter filled her belly and bubbled forth from her throat. The sound of her joyful laughter made him grin.
“I guess you are happy?”
“Are you kidding? I am thrilled, married to you and probably pregnant with our baby, how could I not be.”
Pushing her down, he covered her mouth with his, kissing her with fervent passion. She returned his passion, kiss for kiss, feeling the heaviness inside her grow and blossom into red hot pleasure.
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Abia sat on the plane choked with fear. She bought a ticket and was now on her way to America. Azir had become even more impossible since her and Mahad’s father died and Mahad left him in charge of the family holdings. What he had not realized is Mahad had given her an account of her own. A few days earlier, he discovered it and demanded she turn it over to him or leave. She prayed long and hard and decided to leave. Leaving her children was the most painful decision she ever made but she prayed Mahad would be able to assist with that. She wanted more and better.
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Dona enjoyed her new role as chanteuse at the nightclub and she also enjoyed Harry, her lover and benefactor but there was a yearning inside her for what she saw all around her, a lover who loved her and who she loved. But she knew she wouldn’t be able to keep what Harry offered if she didn't keep Harry.