“Now we’ll see who comes first,” I coo, already wondering if it’ll be me as I watch in amazement.
Reeve’s cock swells to what feels like twice its already huge size, his thick, purple head expanding as he moans louder.
“Ah fuck,” he exclaims, as I pump him harder with my tits, making sure I catch some of him with my hands with each stroke too.
“Piper,” he growls, tossing his head back for the last time as I feel my clit explode as my self-teasing pays dividends.
At the exact moment, Reeve’s cock erupts. A sight I’ll never forget as long as I live.
Thick, hot ropes of his seed fall across my heaving chest.
He groans and I gasp with disbelief.
His climax matched by the size and strength of not just his cock, but his whole body. His true essence painting me with white heat.
“Uhhhh,” he groans, still coming as hard as I am, making it feel like this moment will last forever.
I whimper with a quickened breath. Wanting more of him with every touch.
Wanting to taste all of him in my mouth.
Wanting to feel all of him buried deep inside me.
I’m hotter for him now more than ever. Now that I know what he’s capable of.
“Bannon the Cannon,” I shudder, making sure I catch every last drop of his climax, spreading it over my chest for him.
Looking up at him, humming and laughing with my own ebbing climax, our bodies slippery with our efforts.
“Fuck Piper,” he grunts. “That should’ve been put in you but… Damn… You make me so fucking horny,” he raps, making me swell with pride as well, another climax already locked and loaded in my chamber.
Ready for ‘The Cannon’ to help me discharge my own weapon of mass come-struction.
Chapter Fifteen
Reeve
The sheen of my seed on her chest is only matched by the sweat on her brow and once she shifts off her knees, I can see what I suspected.
A heavy climax of her own, soaking her heels and christening our sheets.
The relief I feel is more than just physical, more than just coming harder and heavier than I ever have in my whole life.
It’s a reminder that not everything has to be so regimented.
Yes, I will claim Piper. Yes, I will fill her with my seed.
It’s just as she predicted.
There are plenty of other things we can do in the meantime before our big night. Plenty of ways for her to get accustomed to what I know is going to be fucking incredible once I slide into her tight little hole.
The thought of her creaming over my cock like she has on her heels just now?
It has me threatening to explode again.
“Does it ever go down?” Piper asks, a mad grin on her lips as I thumb away a line of my seed which she feasts on greedily, sucking my digit like I know she wants to devour the rest of me.
“There’s plenty more where that came from,” I tell her, reminding myself too that although it’s precious, our future family. My seed nor my own desires or my arousal for Piper is an endangered species.
I’m no one-trick pony.
The beast she brings out in me, matched by her own wild fantasies is enough to keep both of us going for hours.
Days.
I just know it.
But, I still won’t claim her properly until I know she’ll stay for good.
Once her mom and Rhys tie the knot, a bond of our own will be made and never broken.
“Let me look at you,” I say hoarsely, helping shift her legs so she can lie flat on our bed.
Her legs drift apart for me, showing me the sweet cream of her climax, making me twitch already as I see how easy it would be to take her right now.
But no.
Not just yet.
“You’re the most beautiful thing in the world,” I tell her, a smirk at the side of my mouth growing wider as I move over her, watching her eyes grow wider until my head’s between those gorgeous tits of hers.
My face slides through my own release, mixed with the taste of her skin before I once again cover all of her sweet, tight pussy with my mouth.
Feasting on her like I wanted to from the moment I laid eyes on her.
Some pressure relieved, but another kind never satisfied.
The part that wants to eat her all day, to feel and taste her climax until she begs me to stop.
Then begs me for more once she needs it again so soon afterward.
Feeling her come again, her second climax of the day, I know I can finally rest some.
The sleepless night watching her place suddenly catching up with me, but a perfect match for her own dreamy, sleepy-eyed look as I hold her close, kissing her hard.
Telling her we could take a shower.
“Leave it,” she says. Meaning the potent blend of my seed and her essence covering most of our bodies.