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He fucked me with a steady rhythm as he placed one hand beside mine, leaned over me.

“What? Obviously, your beast is fine.”

He kissed the side of my face, behind my ear, and I felt him smile. I could feel his cock swell inside me, felt him grow larger against my back.

“My beast is well and very happy deep in your tight, hot, wet pussy.”

I whimpered. I loved his dirty talk.

“My beast is also pleased about the baby.”

“What does…oh god.” He pushed deep and my entire body shuddered. I wanted to tell him to go faster, to hurry, to make me come, but I knew my words would be wasted. He was in control, and that made me even more desperate to come. Hotter. I closed my eyes and tried to think about what he was saying. “What does Kristin’s baby have to do with your beast and fucking me?”

He pulled back, settled just at my entrance so the wide crown stroked over my g-spot. “Our baby, mate. We’re here so the doctor can confirm that you carry our child.”

I looked over my shoulder at him with wide eyes, then he plunged deep. I couldn’t take the pleasure, and my eyes fell closed, a cry escaping my lips as he grabbed the rounded globes of my ass and pulled them apart, opening me to his sight. I was sure he was watching his huge cock slide in and out of me. A low, rumbling growl made my pussy clamp down on him like a fist. So. Fucking. Sexy.

“Our baby?”

He leaned down, nipped my bare shoulder. I trembled, my pussy fluttering, so close to orgasm, stretched wide around his cock.

“Ah, mate, you are so smart, yet it seems you do not know your own body as well as I do.”

“You mean—”

“All this fucking, all this seed.” He swelled in me, thrust deep, then filled me with more. “Load after load, it was all for you,” he groaned. “All for that fertile womb of yours. We made a baby.”

I couldn’t think beyond how close I was to coming. He’d come, yet was still hard. His hand came around, found my clit, brushed it gently.

“Your sensitive breasts, your insatiable need for my cock, your ability to come with the slightest of touches.”

He rubbed my clit, rough, fast, and I came apart in his arms, all over his cock, his free hand sliding over my mouth to stifle my scream.

“That’s it. Come for me. Come for your mate. So good. Yes. I can’t wait to see you round with what we made. To see you holding the infant we made. You’re giving me everything my heart desires.”

He kissed my neck as he praised me, as I came back to myself.

Only when I stopped pulsing and squeezing his cock, did he pull out.

“Ah, I love that sight. No need to work it back in, now, is there?” he asked as he pulled me up, let my dress fall back to hang long to my ankles.

I was unsteady, and he held me in his arms, the warmth of him seeping into me. His hands stroked down my back as I absorbed his words. Felt his seed slipping from me and down my thighs.

He had taken me so many times over the last two weeks that I’d lost count. He did have way too much cum for one man. But he was an Atlan and huge, so maybe it went with his size. My breasts did hurt, but I’d thought it was from Rezzer’s constant attentions. And my period, it hadn’t come. But I’d only been here two weeks, surely not enough time for me to be late.

Then how did he know? So I asked him.

“I know.”

He smiled smugly and cupped my breast through the dress. I gasped at the gentle touch.

“Oh, I know.”

It seemed a little backward that the man knew first, but he definitely paid closer attention to my body than I did.

“Can you stand on your own?” he asked.

I rolled my eyes. “It was good, but not that good,” I countered.


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