“You know I fucking do,” he growls, reaching out and pulling me back to him. I kneel over his lap, resting my hands on his shoulders.
“We’re not going to be able to fit like this for much longer.”
“Then we better make the most of it.” Lucas buries his face in my breasts as he reaches around to unhook my bra. I pull the straps down and toss it on the floor. Lucas sweeps his hand up my back, going around my side, thumb circling my nipple, which is overly sensitive. He keeps his touch light, and desire tingles through me. I rake my fingers through his hair once more and then push his face down against my chest.
He caresses my skin, kissing his way to one of my nipples and flicking his tongue over it.
“Oh, fuck,” I moan, rocking my hips against him, feeling his erection grow. He takes my breast in his mouth, swirling his tongue around my nipple now, and holy fuck, I could come just from this. Lucas is always good with his hands and mouth, but right now, the nipple-play is sending pulses of pleasure right to my very core. I grind harder against him, widening my legs as I sink down deeper onto his lap, annoyed I can’t move forward anymore because of my baby bump.
Lucas, sensing my frustration, stands, holding me with one arm, and moves us closer to the fire, laying me down on the soft rug. He strips me of my leggings and underwear in one swift movement, and then urges me back up, flipping me over so I’m all fours. Then he lays down next to the fireplace and directs me overtop of him, but instead of centering my core right above his cock, he pushes me up so I’m riding his face.
Hands clasping on my waist, he gets right to work, licking and sucking at my most sensitive parts. My eyes fall shut and my lips part. I’m already so worked up, it’s not going to take much for me to come. I pitch forward, grabbing onto the coffee table to hold myself up.
“I’m so close,” I mutter, feeling the orgasm build inside me. I suck in a breath, muscles tightening in my thighs. Lucas slides one hand to my butt, fingers sweeping between my cheeks. One of his fingers presses lightly against my asshole right as I come, and the sensation is different than anything I’ve felt before.
My center of gravity is off from carrying extra weight up front, and my knees are threatening to buckle from the intensity of the orgasm. I grip the edge of the coffee table harder, body still humming, and Lucas turns his head and sinks his fangs into my thigh. He lets the blood drip down before lapping it up, moving his tongue back to my core, lashing it against my clit before going back for more blood. He sucks hard, pulling out a mouthful. It hurts, and the pain pairs perfectly with the aftershocks of the climax.
Lucas pushes me back, slowly laying me down as he moves out from under me. My thigh is still bleeding, and he settles between my legs once more, slowly running his tongue over the two little bite wounds. The flesh around it is tender, and I’m sure I’ll have a bruise when we’re done. Despite what Lucas says, I’ve gained a little bit of weight, and the added softness to my thighs makes me bruise much easier than before, or it’s because as Elena grows, so does the amount of humanity inside me.
Moving his mouth off the wounds, he presses his fingers over them, applying pressure until the wounds clot, which never takes lot for me. My heart is racing and I’m breathing fast, pussy still contracting every few seconds as ecstasy floats through my veins. A moment later, Lucas moves over me, holding himself up so he doesn’t press against my stomach.
Seeing my blood streaked across his face is so fucking hot. I wipe a bead off his cheek and hold my finger out for him to lick. Groaning, he moves to the side, carefully taking me with him, and lays on his back. He’s still wearing my favorite gray sweatpants, and the tip of his monster cock sticks out the top.
I inch them down, slowly freeing his cock, and then moves on top. He takes his pants off the rest of the way, discarding them dangerously close to the fire, but neither of us cares right now. I straddle him, and the fresh bites on my thigh hurt as it rubs against him. Wrapping my fingers around his thick shaft, I sink down onto him, moaning from how good it feels to have every inch of me filled by him.
He grabs my waist, holding onto me as I fuck him, reaching around and cupping his balls with one of my hands. He bends a knee up, pushing me forward, and my breasts hover over his face as I ride him hard. I’m close to coming again, and he brings a hand up so he rubs against my clit as I rock my hips. I’m so fucking close, and I know he’s closer, waiting until I come again to let himself climax as well, and the second my pussy tightens around his dick, he grabs my hips and presses me down onto him, burying his cock deep inside as he comes.