“No, you don’t.”
“So yeah, if you let me feed from your pregnant tits, I’ll cover you in diamonds and drape you in velvet. I’ll fuck your pussy over and over, and feed you my cum.”
I’m so tightly wound up in the web of his dreams that I don’t know up from down. But then that’s what he did last night too. Wrapped me around his filthy tales and made me feel so horny and hot and safe.
So I say, “But I’m already… I’m already pregnant, you don’t need to… you don’t…”
“Listen to me very carefully, Bubblegum, okay?” He goes serious, his eyes all lusty and grave. “If I get you pregnant, if I breed your cunt like I want to, you better be prepared for me to fuck you twenty-four fucking seven, yeah? I’ll fuck your pregnant pussy. I’ll feed from your pregnant tits and I’ll fucking come all over your tight pregnant belly when I’m not flooding your hot little snatch, okay? So let’s close that discussion right here.”
“Oh God, Reign. Please stop. I can’t —”
“But,” he says, interrupting me. “None of that can happen until I actually come inside you. Until I actually blow my load. And I’ve just started to fuck you, haven’t I? I’ve only just started. And we have a long road ahead of us.”
“So then, do it,” I tell him, all impatient. “Come inside me.”
“Well, even if I do, we don’t know if it’ll work. We don’t know if I’ll get you pregnant just by fucking you once.”
I twist his t-shirt. “So then fuck me twice.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes.”
“Okay. I’ll fuck you twice. And thrice. And then four times.” He places a soothing kiss on my lips. “I’ll fuck you as many times as it takes to breed you, okay? Because I have a job to do, don’t I? I haven’t tied you up to my bed just for shits and giggles. There’s a purpose, isn’t there?”
“Uh-huh.”
“And what’s the purpose, baby?”
“To b-breed me.”
“Yeah,” he whispers happily. “To breed you like my good little servant girl.”
My belly is clenching rhythmically now.
With every word he says.
As if my body is out of my control.
Just like his body. Which is moving now.
Rocking into mine just as rhythmically as my womb.
Because he’s lost in his dreams as much as I am.
“What happens when I’m pregnant?”
His whole body shudders at this.
Shakes.
“Then, I fucking beat my chest in victory,” he says hoarsely. “I fucking howl in victory. Roar to the goddamn sky that I won. That I get to keep you now. Because that’s what this is all about, isn’t it, Echo? I wanna tie you to my bed and fuck you over and over. Even when you tell me to stop. Even when you tell me that I’m hurting your pussy now, hurting your little tummy, wrecking your womb with how much I’ve fucked it and trashed it and come in it. Allthisto breed you like my good little servant girl. So I don’t have to watch. So I don’t have to stand on the sidelines and watch him be with you.Playwith you. Play withmyBubblegum. Especially when she’s mine. She wasmineright from the beginning. From the first sight. But I had to give her away. I had toshare. I had towatchsomeone else play with you, my doll.”
He gives me a hard kiss then.
A hard and a harsh kiss as my heart twists and twists in my chest.
“That’s why. That’s how twisted I am, that I dream about ruining your life just so I could win against my best friend. Just so I could take you from him, steal you away. So no, we’re not having sex tonight. Not without a rubber and —”