Chapter Twelve
Jonah
She goes off like a fucking rocket, her entire body convulsing as I watch copious amounts of slick drip out of her cunt, forming a big wet spot on the bedding. I know she'll be sensitive after her explosive orgasm and all the fucking we have been doing since last night, but I can't resist the urge to drink up all the cream spilling from her. I lap at her juices like a starving kitten goes at a bowl of milk.
Autumn moans and writhes beneath my hands as I pin her to our bed. Pride roars through me, knowing I am responsible for her pleasure.
"Please," Autumn begs, the words shooting straight to my cock.
Lifting myself, I lean over her, taking a nipple between my lips and sucking softly before moving on to the other one.
"Oh," she gasps.
"Do you like that, wife?" I tease with a smile before capturing the first nipple in my mouth once more. I know she likes when I play with her tits, I already discovered that last night, but this time is different. I get to take my time and explore her.
"Yes," she moans wantonly, her eyes closed.
"Once I breed you, I'll suckle your milk."
A groan falls from my lips, an image of Autumn, her belly distended with our baby, her breasts leaking milk for me to enjoy.
"Breed me?" Autumn asks, confused.
"Yes, baby girl. I'll pump you full of cum every chance I get until you are carrying our baby. And even then, I'll still fuck you whenever you let me."
"Oh, God…" Her moan is loud and long.
I can feel the happiness soaring through her. It's all I want, for my wife to be happy. The head of my cock bumps against her entrance, teasing us both even more.
"Please, Jonah!" she demands.
I want to tease her longer, to draw this out, the way it should have been the first time, but I can't deny her a damn thing. And I know I never will.
"Remember, you promised to tell me if I hurt you."
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Autumn
"It hurts," I reply, taking his face in my hands. "I feel empty."
His words and actions have flipped a switch deep within me. I was curious about sex, and I wanted to know if it would be like before. But this? This is so much more.
His touch and kisses, the way he devoured my pussy, have driven me to the brink of insanity. I want him to ram that thick cock so deep inside me that I don't know where I end and he begins.
"Let me do this right," he implores. "The way I should have done it."
Slowly, torturously, he presses his cock inside me, stretching me, filling me. My pussy flutters, trying to draw him deeper, a low growl falling from my husband's lips. I tilt my hips up, trying to get him deeper. I can feel his emotions, joy and satisfaction at the forefront.
"Don't move," he grumbles, frowning in concentration.
"More," I plead.
"I'm barely hanging onto my control, Autumn. Just give me a minute."
A devilish smile graces my face before I push at his chest. I swear I don't know how I do it, I'm so much smaller than him, but within the blink of an eye, I have him flat on his back, his erection fully sheathed inside me.
"Fuck!" he roars beneath me, his hips shooting up.
"God, yes!"
I slap my hands on his chest loudly, using him as leverage as my hips roll. I may be inexperienced, but my body knows what to do. His hands grip my hips, perfectly placed over the bruises he created earlier, not trying to stop me but holding on for the ride.
"Autumn," he groans.
"Please."
"What do you need, baby girl?" he asks with a frown.
"Show me what to do," I plead, forgetting to chase my pleasure. "I want to make you feel good. Like I do."
"Nothing could feel better than this," he replies, but I shake my head.
"Tell me," I demand, a surge of anger flowing through me.
He watches me, assessing me for something I can't comprehend before speaking.
"Sit up straight," he commands. "Let me see all of you."
I don't hesitate to comply, staring at him with devotion and trust.
"Now lift your hips and just before the tip can slip out, slam back down. Ride me. Just like you did last night."
It takes me a few tries to get it right. Once I do, my eyes roll back in my head from the pleasure. Having him below me, enjoying our coupling, brings me more joy than I ever thought possible.
"Harder," he demands. "I want to watch those perky, almost-teenage tits bounce."
I moan at his filthy words, more slick flowing from me to coat his cock. I force myself down on his length harder and harder. This is driving both of us insane and even though I know we are both loving every moment of it, I can feel his impatience. I know my time is running out before he takes over once more.
Rolling us over again, he pins me beneath him, thrusting harshly. A squeal falls from my lips at the intense shot of pleasure that flows through me.
"You can experiment any time you want, Little Omega," he says with a wicked grin. "But right now I need to fuck you good and proper."
I return his smile, delirious in his pleasure. "Yes, Daddy. Fuck me."
Grabbing my leg, he lifts it to my chest, my knee almost touching my shoulder. His strokes are deep and powerful, building my orgasm higher and higher at a blinding speed.
"I'm going to stretch this little pussy with my knot," he mumbles, staring at where his thick cock penetrates my sex.
"Please," I mewl.
It feels like all I do is beg for more. Normally, this would disturb me but with Jonah, it feels natural.
His thumb finds my clit and rubs hard circles, pushing me over the abyss into bliss. A scream tears from deep within my soul as his cock kicks inside me before flooding my womb with his seed. His knot expands, locking us together and causing a second, smaller orgasm to cascade through me.
With every breath, I feel little aftershocks as his knot rubs against the walls inside my pussy, forcing more moans from me.