“Christ. Your dew is intoxicating, baby. Do you understand why you stay pregnant and underneath me? It's because I am addicted to your cream, your screams, and your body. I am obsessed with my ownership over your heart and body, Chass. Knowing I own all this.” He accentuates his words with his fingers scissoring in and out of my pussy.
“Milo please. I need to feel you inside of me.” I open my arms knowing that a slight gesture will bring him to me. Instead of laying on top of me, he lays back on the bed, shifting me over him, straddling his waist.
“Put me inside of you, wife. Show me how you want it.”
God I love his mouth.
Chapter Two
Milo
It’s official. I have the patience of a fucking saint. I waited two, long ass years to claim my Chassie. Two YEARS, but once I did there was no going back. I fell in love with her instantly, but we had so much time to really get to know each other before we fell into bed, everything was better. I still remember the first taste of her ripe virgin cunt as I swiped my tongue across her clit and her fat pussy lips. I remember how her essence clung to my taste buds as I drank her juices down. Then when I finally claimed her, everything was right in the world. From the moment I first laid eyes on her, I knew she was mine. I knew my disgusting pig of a father wanted to breed her and I did everything possible to make sure that didn’t happen. I protected what was mine. I spent every waking moment with her for two years and slept on the floor by her bed, holding her hand to ensure that no one touched what was mine, especially not my father, I wouldn’t have hesitated to kill him. Now she’s my wife and the mother of my children.
It all began seven years ago. Seven years ago I grew a conscience. It’s because of her that I’ve clawed my way out of the muck this branch of my family has created. The sky is finally visible. Without her, I would have continued down the path I was on and wouldn't have thought a thing of it. I am a better man, a better human being because of her and the love she gives me, unconditionally.
I am so head over heels in love with her that I’d do absolutely anything for her. Including taking my father’s illegal, immoral enterprise down from the inside out. It is dangerous and anything could happen as we prepare to make our escape, but as long as I can keep her and the kids safe, the risk is worth the reward. It has to be better than this. I can’t do this anymore.
Later that night, after the kids are in bed, we discuss our plans a little further.
“We have to be ready to run and leave everything behind. Can you do that?” I ask her. She’s lying in bed, naked, like the fucking sex goddess she is, rubbing her extended belly. She looks sexy as fuck, tempting. She knows how much I crave her body and there is something about seeing my seed growing in her belly that has my dick hard as a rock ninety-nine percent of the time. Right now, I try to ignore it as this is important, but she makes it impossible.
“Yes. We can start over. We just need the kids, everything else can be replaced,” she says, still rubbing her belly.
“Good. The time is coming, but I need more evidence.”
“I understand, baby. I don’t think they suspect anything. We just gotta keep doing what we’ve been doing. It’ll all work out.”
“I know,” I say, stripping off my clothes. Her eyes widen as she takes in the sight of my aching, dripping cock. I can’t help stroking it. No matter how much I fuck her, my dick wants more. Fuck, so do I. Next, I climb between her slightly parted thighs.
“What are you doing?” she asks, barely containing her excitement. She knows what I’m doing, so I ignore her.
I can see how wet her pussy is from here, she’s dripping down her ass and onto the bed, so after lifting her leg, I drag my cock through her folds and slam into her. She moans in delight, and I feel whole for the first time since I reluctantly dragged myself out of her tight heat this morning.
“Fuck,” I growl through gritted teeth.
“I’m gonna come already. Fuck me harder,” she demands, her tiny fists hit my chest. She’s not hurting me by any means, but her desperation makes my dick impossibly harder.
“Come, wife. Give me your cream,” I demand, keeping my punishing pace up.
She screams my name as her orgasm takes over her shaking body. I fuck into her harder and harder until my own desires are slaked. Thank God I soundproofed this room. No one hears my angel’s cries of ecstasy but me. No one. I pull out of her and drop onto the bed beside her. Immediately, she snuggles into me and yawns.