Page 23 of Nocturnal Flame

“I should give you a bath, but that would take too much time.” I’d barely got the words out of my mouth before I climbed in between her legs and sank my dick back into her wet cum soaked pussy. She planted her feet on the mattress with her knees spread on either side of me and moved with me.

My eyes fell on her breasts again, and as if mesmerized, I couldn’t resist taking one of her already sore nipples into my mouth. “I’ll try not to hurt you.” Where my teeth stung, I used my tongue to comfort myself. Something about the moment became superimposed on my senses, and I became aware of everything about her.

The way she moved her ass in circles as she danced on my cock. The way her tits bounced beneath my mouth each time I fucked into her and the way her pussy locked down on my rod like she would snap it off at the root. I wasn’t fucking her so much now as grinding my cock into her, letting it thump against her walls every once in a while, which always seemed to make her cum.

She must’ve had seven or eight of those little mini orgasms in the last ten minutes. Her pussy was hot, her eyes filled with lust. Her hair was soft beneath my fingers as I brushed it back from her face. There was a tenderness about her, an innocence that I found somehow alluring.

Here, in my dream, in my bed, she wasn’t the manipulative gold-digging bitch I’d come to resent. Here, she was the girl I thought her to be. The sweet innocent I’d met and fallen for without knowing until it was too late, and she disappointed me more than anyone else in my life ever has.

I wanted to be alone in this world with her, to shut out everyone and everything else and just stay here with her like this. I pulled the top sheet over us, leaving just our ass and groins covered down to our ankles, wrapping us both into a cocoon of cotton and skin.

Wrapping my arms around her, I held her close, so close that there was no space between us. As I fucked her, I had visions in my head of past encounters. Encounters where I’d not been so gentle, so careful with her. But when? When did these things happen? And if they were indeed just dreams? Why do they now seem so real?”

As I looked into her eyes on a downward thrust, an overwhelming need to see her swollen with my child filled me, and it became the most imperative thing in the world to me. Now I know for sure that it’s a dream because I wouldn’t have a child with someone I don’t trust. But here, in this place and time, I want that more than I want my next breath.

The compulsion was so strong it felt like if I didn’t do it, fuck her six ways from Sunday until I planted my seed in her, that my life would be worth nothing. What the fuck kinda dream is this? “I’m going to fuck my kid into you.” Why does it seem like I’ve said those same words to her before? No, it has to be a dream. Otherwise, she’d be pushing me off of her and running to safety.

But instead, she wrapped her arms and legs around me and moved her ass faster, and her pussy milked my cock as she moaned into my ear. Oh yeah, definitely a dream. But dream or not, the feelings were too intense to ignore, and I soon cleared my mind of everything else but emptying my seed in her womb.

ELLIE

I was looking down between my thighs at the way his long hard cock disappeared inside me when I felt the change. I looked back into his eyes and saw the struggle there and braced myself. I was certain that tonight would be the night. We’d all known that because of his personality, the attachment might not work for long.

I also know that for the first time, I was here with him. I kept going in and out, so I know he must’ve been the same. But he wasn’t saying anything, just asked if it was a dream. I’m not allowed to force the truth on him until he’s discovered more on his own. I’m not sure why but that’s the way it has to be.

If he doesn’t learn the truth before the three months are up, then he’d be told everything from beginning to end, and the hope is that by then, I’m with child. In a way, it would be Uncle Hal and Aunt Jan’s child since it was their essence that created it. A child she was never able to have after losing the one and only true love of her life and the child he so desperately wanted to give to her.


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