Total pages in book: 9
Estimated words: 8636 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 43(@200wpm)___ 35(@250wpm)___ 29(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 8636 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 43(@200wpm)___ 35(@250wpm)___ 29(@300wpm)
“Oh, good.”
“I’ll just go take a shower.”
“Wait,” I say, reaching out and grabbing his arm.
“What?”
“I missed you,” I say, moving closer to him.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah,” I say, dropping to my knees in front of him.
“Baby, get up,” he says, but I don’t listen. I open his belt and jeans instead. I reach into his boxers and pull out his long, thick cock. It only takes a couple of strokes, and he’s hard as a rock. I open my mouth and take him down my throat. I suck his cock until he makes me stop.
He helps me to my feet and over to the bed, where he lies me down. He spreads my thighs and kneels in front of me. This kind of worship is what I crave. I am coming like crazy in seconds because he knows just how to get me off.
Then he’s inside me, and I feel complete, just like I always do.
It takes three more times, but he finally puts me into labor. Three short hours later, I am holding my baby boy in my arms with my husband by my side, and nothing is better than that.
Epilogue
Cillian
Three Years Later
“Why does this keep happening?” Ocean asks from the sink area. She looks over at me, where I’m leaning against the door jam. When she looks away, I move to stand behind her in front of the mirror. She’s holding the pregnancy test in her hand, staring down at it, dumbfounded. It’s fucking adorable. She knows; I can’t keep my dick out of her long enough for to her heal. It doesn’t surprise me in the least that we keep making babies.
“I think you know, baby,” I say, chuckling into her ear. She smells like cinnamon from the baking she was doing earlier. I breathe her scent in more, really filling my lungs with it.
“Of course, I know mechanically. I mean, why, in why God, why sort of way,” she says.
“That’s a bit dramatic,” I say, kissing her neck.
“Four babies in three years, though. My body…” she says, staring at her almost naked body. She’s just wearing a lacy black thong.
“Was designed for this, and you look amazing.”
“But four babies, under three,” she whines. Our first child, Declan, was quickly followed by the twins Imogen and Riona last year.
“Who you will love with every ounce of your being.” I cup her tits in my hands, squeezing them, holding them. They have gotten at least a cup size bigger since we got married.
“I know. I know. I know, but.”
“No buts,” I tell her as I slide my hand down her currently flat belly and into her panties. I stop just short of her clit.
“But… but… but,” she trails off as the plastic in her hand clatters loudly into the sink when I slide two fingers over it.
“I thought I said no buts, baby,” I pull my fingers from her and put them in my mouth.
“Why are you so filthy?” she gasps as I roughly turn her to face me, then I kiss her.
“Because I can be,” I say, kneeling in front of her. I slowly pull her panties down her legs. Lifting her leg, I drape it over my shoulder and bury my face in her pussy. Her hand fists in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she gets closer to her orgasm. I lick, suck, and bite her until she comes. I can feel her thigh quiver on my cheek. I keep licking her gently, and she calms down.
“You are so good at that,” she says as I lift her up and set her on the counter.
“Only because of you,” I growl as I pull my boxers down and drive into her. Gripping her hips tightly and her arms wrap around my neck. Pausing, I kiss her then I start moving. I slam into her harder and harder each time. Her legs around my waist squeeze tighter with each thrust.
“I’m gonna come again, Cillian,” she moans in my ear while her bare heels dig into my ass, spurring me on.
“Come for me, Ocean,” I growl, sucking her right nipple into my mouth before licking up her chest, her neck, her cheek, ending with her swollen lips. I suck and bite at them before soothing them with kisses. God, she looks gorgeous when she’s like this: head thrown back, neck elongated, and her heartbeat visible in the vein in her neck. She’s so fucking close; I can feel it. Her body hums in anticipation, as is mine. I can feel my own release building from my motherfucking toes. Every time is like this. Hard, fast, gentle, slow, it doesn’t matter. It’s all amazing.
“Cillian!” Her scream is loud and makes me feel like a fucking king. I can feel her pussy clench around me as she comes. I fill her with my seed and drop my head on her chest.