Judge (Breeding #5)(20)
I fist my cock as I push between her pink lips and then fall on top of her small body as I thrust inside her. I feel her pussy grip every inch of me. All the air leaves my lungs and relief hits me.
She cries out and I make soothing sounds as I kiss her lips softly and whisper how much I love her and how proud I am of her. Tears prick her eyes as her nails score my back, and I wish I could take this pain from her, but I can’t.
“Just think about how happy you’re making me,” I say, and she nods as she whimpers. “All I’ve ever wanted was to be inside you.” My mouth moves lower and I tongue her nipple. She gasps in pleasure when I suckle it like our baby would. “They’ll drink from right here and so will I.” Her nipple hardens and I rub my nose and lips against it. “You can’t forget to feed Daddy, too.”
My cock swells with excitement at the thought of her leaking cream from her tits while she sits on my dick.
“Oh god,” she groans, digging her fingers in my hair and gripping me tight. Her pussy contracts and I haven’t even moved yet.
I grunt as I pull out and then thrust back in. I’m making sounds like a bear as I ruck her legs up and move on her. I’m fucking her like a three-hundred-pound animal and I can’t stop. Her body softens and takes all that I give her as she whispers how much she likes it.
“Don’t stop,” she begs, and then she hesitates before she puts the final nail in my coffin. “I need you, Daddy.”
I lose all focus as my vision blurs and I rut on top of her. Cum is leaving me like a river now and I can feel her body, already full to capacity, trying to take as much as it can. It’s dripping down between us in a steady stream and I feel it coating the insides of her thighs and my balls.
I put my hand on her lower belly and think about what she’s going to look like walking around with my baby inside her. Will her hips widen? Will her pussy be more sensitive? I can’t wait to see how her body changes just for me.
My thumb lowers just a little and brushes across her clit. She cries out, and I suck on her nipple and hold myself inside her as her climax hits. I want every part of her pussy on my dick as she cums. I want her to feel it as I breed her and make her mine.
She tenses then cries out as her body takes over and she cums. I feel the hot cream in her pussy coat my cock and my forehead rests on her chest as I empty once again inside her. I’ve lost count how many times I’ve gone off inside her, but I have no intention of pulling out any time soon. Instead, I roll us over on the living room floor and begin to bounce her up and down.
“Smith, I think I need a second,” she says as she tries to sit up. Her arms are weak as she lies on my chest, and I kiss the top of her head.
“Shh. Just rest. I’ll take care of everything.” Her pussy clenches, wanting more, and I give it what it needs. “All you have to do is lie here, kitten. I’ll make sure you’ve got a baby when you wake up.”
She moans as her hands rub across my chest and her legs widen.
“I love you,” she says, kissing my chest. Then, just the barest hint of the word daddy at the end.
“I love you, too, Nora,” I say and feel myself smiling for the first time in a long time. She’s going to make all of my dreams come true.
Epilogue
Nora
Four months later…
I peek out of Smith’s office to see his assistant is gone. I smile, knowing this is my chance. I really should wait for him to be done with court, but these pregnancy cravings are no joke and I can’t stop thinking about that ice cream truck that parks outside the courthouse in the afternoons. I bet I can be in and out before Smith even gets done with court.
If he finds out, though, I’m going to be in big trouble. I fight a smile knowing the punishment will be to my liking. I’m not even sure it should be called punishment. More of a way for Smith to remind himself I belong to him and that he has some kind of control so he doesn’t go crazy.
Though I do enjoy his crazy. His obsessive need to be close to me. To let everyone know I’m his. Maybe it’s wrong that I even feed into it. I enjoy it after a life of growing up ignored. I don't care if it’s wrong. It works for us and we both get what we need.
Not only that, but Smith had been right. He’d got me pregnant that first night. He’d been right again when we found out I was having twin boys. We’re both getting the family we’ve always wanted. That’s all that matters. We don't care about what other people think about us. Not that it matters anyway. Smith and I being together has never been the issue I thought it might be. In fact, he came out the knight in shining armor, not only saving the girl but taking down dirty cops in the processes, along with my uncle’s law firm, which had been doing all kinds of illegal things. Including attempting to steal my trust money.
When the dust settled, everyone who belonged in jail was there and would be there for a very long time. If not forever by the time Smith was done with them. Things couldn't have worked out more perfectly. I’m even a little thankful for my horrible uncle. If it wasn't for him, I might not have ever met my Smith. I shake my head at my own thoughts, knowing one way or another Smith would have found me. I know it.
I step out of the office and head towards the front of the building. I try and keep my head down so no one sees me. Smith would laugh at the thought. He thinks everyone sees me. I swear the man thinks I walk around with a spotlight on me drawing everyone’s eye. I don’t see it, or maybe I don’t notice it, I guess.