Epilogue

One year later…

"He's so strong,"she says as she holds our baby boy.

He's got his hand wrapped around her finger, and I know the feeling. I'm wrapped just as tight for her, too. There's nothing in the world my beautiful bride could ask for that I wouldn't provide.

Our son a few months old now, and he is the light of our lives. I was right when I thought I got her pregnant on the first try. Her body was ripe and ready from the beginning, and now we've already got another on the way. We didn't waste any time after she was cleared, and it happened right away. I can't keep my cock out of her, and she can't stay off of it. It's really a dangerous combination.

"I'm going to put him to bed," she says, carrying him to the crib and placing him inside it. She turns on his sound machine and the baby monitor.

I walk over to where she's standing by the crib and move behind her. I place one hand on her growing belly and the other down her panties. I don't do anything, I just like to cup her pussy and feel it against my palm.

"He's getting so big," I whisper and kiss her neck.

Her ass moves against my cock and I know she wants it. But this moment is so sweet, I'm not ready for it to end.

My son is strong and healthy, and my wife is pregnant with our second boy. She's so fertile and horny that it makes me hard every hour of the day. I'm constantly fighting myself not to drink all her milk and let her sleep through the night.

My finger slips between her lips and I feel the wetness there. "Two boys ten months apart." I smile and nibble my way up her neck. "What are we going to do?" I rub her clit a little, going slow. We're in no rush.

"It's crazy, but so are we," she says as she leans back and looks up at me. "Take me to bed."

I pull my fingers out from her panties and lick them as we leave the nursery and go to our bedroom. Once inside, she strips off and lies in the middle of the bed, just how I like. Her body is bare and her legs are spread, and she's welcoming me like a king coming back from battle.

I climb on top of her and slip the tip of my cock into her wet folds and just rub it there. I don't enter her yet, because I want my taste first. I kiss my way down her chest and to her milky tits as a drop of the sweet cream rolls down and I lick it up. It's sweeter now that she's pregnant, and I can't get enough. I rub her nipple across my lips and then I nuzzle her there before I move to the other one.

"You're so fucking full and tight. I know when I fuck you, I'm going to watch those creamy drops come out with every thrust."

She moans and her pussy tightens around the tip. The thought makes my dick throb and I can't wait anymore. I have to slide into her wetness. She's still so tight that it squeezes my cock to the point of pain, but I ignore it as I take her hard. I keep thinking that if I cum in her enough, the one baby will turn into twins. A man can dream, right?

I grab her ass and lean back so I'm not crushing the baby. And this way, I can rub her pussy while I'm inside her. Sometimes I still like to call her my baby sister when we're fucking and whisper all the nasty things I would have done to her if we were teenagers together. She loves dirty talk just as much as I do, and something about the taboo of being semi-related is a turn-on.

Our lives are perfect and though we may have started out a little less conventional than most, I wouldn't change a thing. I want to spend every second of every day making her and our children smile. And I'll do whatever it takes to make that happen.

"I love you, Beautiful."

Her thighs widen as she rubs my chest and kisses me. "I love you, too."

Her body responds like it always does, and I feel her orgasm coming. I tease her just enough to have her all worked up so that when she cums on my dick she covers me in cream. I press my chest to hers as the climax rolls over her, and I can feel the warm liquid of her milk on me. The smell and feel of it are more than I can take and I thrust deep, cumming in her as hard as I can. Pulses of cum coat her womb, and I feel her pussy trying to take it all.

I roll us over so she's laid across my chest, and I hold her to me. There's nothing in the world I love more than falling asleep with her pussy wrapped around my cock. Our son is still little, so when he cries at night, I'm the one who gets up and feeds him. So I cherish these moments with Ella while I can.

"Go ahead and sleep, beautiful," I say, kissing the top of her head.

"I'm already dreaming," she replies, and I smile as we drift off.