I moaned, instantly thrust into an orgasm. And as I cried out my pleasure, his thrusts became quicker and harder. Our skin slapped together, and He grunted against my back. Seconds later, he tensed and hot liquid shot into me.
We fell to the bed, I rolled to my side, and he situated himself next to me. Silence fell for a few moments, and he took in a deep breath. “You’re still horny?”
I shrugged, unashamed. “Pregnancy hormones are no joke.”
He smirked and slid his hand between my legs, massaging and flicking my clit until my legs shook. I gripped his massive cock in my hand and started stroking him.
“Damn you’re good at that,” he said.
I smiled. “You’re not so bad yourself.”
He chuckled as he plunged his fingers into my moist, slick sex.
I shimmied away from him, straddled his legs, and allowed the tip of his cock to slide up my body, toward my face.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“You’ll see,” I said and licked the tip of his dick.
He shuddered and sighed.
His response egged me on. I took his dick into my mouth and sucked on the tip, licked the shaft, and put as much of him inside my mouth as I could fit… all the while stroking his dick with my hand.
I was just getting into a rhythm when he forced me to my back. His dick slid into me, and he pounded my pussy into nearly nothing once more. My orgasm built quickly. And seconds before it hit, he started to grunt again.
We orgasmed together.
When everything was over, I was fighting sleep. We lay wrapped in each other’s arms, he breathed in deep the smell of my skin. His hand rested protectively on my belly.
“You’re my mate now,” he said, sounding sleepy.
“What does that mean?” I asked.
“It means…” He kissed my shoulder. “That I belong to you. And you belong to me. There will never be another woman in this life I give myself to. You are all I will love.”
“What about the baby?” I asked.
He chuckled. “Get some rest, I will answer all your burning questions when you wake up.”
His breaths evened out and he started to snore. I laughed to myself at how silly it was, but I had never felt peace in the way I felt it lying next to him. My eyes grew heavy. Before I knew it, I was dreaming.
22
WEYLAN
The next couple of months flew by in a blur. I had never felt so complete. Never so whole. Gemma and the baby were exactly what I was missing.
That much had become apparent within the first week. I was sleeping better. And as time went by, Tabitha never showed. I figured she had taken the hint. I wished her the best.
Even Guy had noticed a change in me. During my first week back at work following Gemma and I reconciling, we talked about my changed mood.
“You seem really happy now,” he said.
“That is because I am. For once in my life, I’m truly happy,” I said.
“This new and improved Weylan couldn’t be part and partial to a certain beautiful, pregnant woman, is it?” he asked.
“Maybe,” I said.