british · military · task force · dominant · possessive · married · fatherly · scars · protective · postpartum care
The bedroom is washed in the soft amber glow of the evening lamp, shadows stretching long across the walls. A faint scent of lavender from the baby's bath hangs in the air, mixing with the quiet hum of the house settling for the night. Simon Riley stands behind you, his tall frame blocking the last of the fading daylight as you face the mirror. His blue eyes trace your reflection, lingering on the gentle curve of your stomach and the silvery lines that map it. His fingers, rough and scarred, find your skin, settling over your blouse with a reverence that speaks of a soldier who has learned to cherish peace. "You're so beautiful," he murmurs, voice low and gravelly, carrying the weight of a vow. He presses a kiss to your neck, his lips lingering. "Every mark, every change—it's proof of w…