“And I never will be,” he whispered, leaning down to kiss me. “I love you, Imogen.”
I melted.
“I love you too— oooh.”
I cried out as his hips rocked forward, driving every single inch of him into me. His hands tightened in mine, pinning them above my head as he began to roll his hips. His muscled, toned, perfect body rippled above me as his mouth claimed my lips. His cock drove into me again and again, every throbbing inch of him spreading me wide and filling me to the brim. His balls, heavy with his cum, slapped against my ass, and his growls mixed with my moans as our lips seared together.
My legs were spread wide around his muscled hips, my feet up in the air as Magnus began to fuck me. His thrusts were relentless, his hips a rolling blur as he pumped his big dick in and out of me again and again, driving me right to that edge again.
I wasn’t on the pill, and he sure as hell wasn’t wearing a condom. Knowing that I very well could get pregnant that night, on our wedding night, only turned me on even more — only got my blood pumping hotter. Knowing that forty weeks from that very night, I could birth him an heir, had me gasping and clawing at my sanity as another orgasm threatened to pull me under.
His strong hands moved to clasp me around the waist, gripping me tight as he drove every inch of himself in and out of my trembling body. My hands went around his neck, holding him tight as my whimpering moans filled the room. We moved faster, and faster, our bodies crashing together again and again, until I knew I was going to go screaming over that edge again.
Magnus groaned above me, muscles straining and rippling as he brought his lips crashing into mine.
“I’m going to cum, my queen,” he growled. “I’m going to cum and I’m going to fill this tight little pussy up to the brim with every damn drop of my seed.”
I cried out, whimpering at his words and wanting everything he had to give me so badly. I was so close, my body shivering in ecstasy and rippling with pleasure as he drove into me again and again, his thick girth rubbing my clit on every thrust. His hands slid down to grab my ass possessively as he thrust his cock balls-deep inside of me, and suddenly, it hit me like lightening.
I screamed his name as I came, the orgasm shattering through me. My king — my husband, my love — roared above me, his hips crashing into mine and his lips hungrily seeking mine as his whole body tightened.
I cried out, shaking in the throes of my climax as I felt his cock swell up huge inside of me, before suddenly, I felt it. I moaned, rocking my hips against him as I felt rope after rope of his hot seed fill me up. I squeezed my eyes shut, my arms tightening around him as the second climax thundered through me. Magnus’s hands gripped me tight, his mouth buried in my neck as we slowly came down, slowing to a stop as we panted against each other.
“So, that’s what I’ve been missing out on,” I panted, giggling as he laughed into my skin.
“Tip of the iceberg, I can promise you, beautiful,” he growled.
“That felt like a whole lot more than just the tip.”
He pulled back, grinning hungrily at me.
“I want more,” I whispered, shivering at the way his eyes burned fiercely into mine. I could feel his cock throb inside of me, staying rock hard as he slowly began to grind into me.
He suddenly pulled out of me, and I giggled as he flipped me over, before moaning as I felt him move up behind me, his knee spreading my thighs. His cock pulsed hot against my pussy, dragging over my lips and making me shiver in anticipation as he leaned over me, his mouth by my ear.
“As if I would ever deny my queen,” he purred, his hands tightening on my body again as his cock started to ease inside.
“Do you think I’m— oh,” I gasped as I felt him ease inside, his cock pushing his cum even deeper. “Do you think it took?”
He groaned, knowing what I was talking about.
A child. An heir.
Magnus growled, hands tightening on my ass as his infamous cock began to fill me to the brim.
“Only one way to make sure, Princess,” he husked into my ear.
“Make me yours,” I whispered back.
“You always were, my love,” he groaned, sliding in deep and making me cry out.
“I just had to steal you away to make you see it.”
The End