Secret Heir

My wild, Viking prince.

“Mm, I’m obsessed with these new curves, baby.”

“I’m growing fatter by the day,” I whispered.

“Lovelier. You’re perfect exactly as you are.” He corrected.

“I feel like I'm carrying triplets in here. How good is Granny’s fertility tea?”

“Guess we’re gonna find out, baby.” He cocked a grin as he peeled the creamy lace and A-line dress over my shoulders once he’d reached the bedroom. I stood naked before him. I needed this man with my entire heart and soul.

He scooped me off my feet again, lifting me against the door, his strong arms maneuvering me as if I were as light as a feather. I snaked my arms around his neck as he pinned me against the wood at my back.

"There’s so much that I want to do to you right now," he growled.

I could feel his cock already hardening through his pants. I needed him inside of me. Something about his unbridled strength and power left me aching with delicious helplessness. He could do anything to me he wanted right now, and I’m always eager to let him.

His eyes ate me up as he spun and laid me on the master bed.

He thrust my thighs open, holding them in his firm grip as he took one long lick up my soaked slit. I groaned and threaded one hand in my hair as I arched deliciously. He licked and swirled his tongue, pressed it into my entrance before entering me and flicking, eating at me. He sucked and pulled at my throbbing clit with his teeth until I was completely clean of all the wetness that had been dripping down my thighs. He finally thrust one finger inside and hooked it. “Don’t come.”

He pulled against my walls as he added another finger and sucked on the bundle of nerves. I moaned and arched, losing control as I kneaded my breast in one hand. I squirmed and begged for him to stop.

“Hold it, Sexy. I want you to come wrapped around your husband.”

“I don’t know if I can...” I moaned incoherently as I pulled at my nipple and he sucked and thrust his fingers in and out of me.

“Wait. Let me get you there,” he growled and eased up on the pressure. His fingers pushed and then pulled out, swirling around my clit, spreading my arousal around, then trailing it up my body. “Love watching you playing with your nipples.” He flicked, spreading my arousal there.

My eyes landed on his. He peered back at me, desire swirling in his green depths. A new wave of desire flooded between my legs as I watched Rome’s eyes watching me.

“So sexy.” He thrust his finger inside of me again, delving in and overwhelming every nerve I had. He moved slowly, taking his time at building me up again. His head dipped between my legs and his lips attached at my clit as his eyes still watched me.

“I can’t wait anymore. I can’t,” I murmured as my pussy burned with impending orgasm.

“You gonna come for me, baby?”

“Yes,” I moaned.

“Come all over my face?” He sucked harder.

“Yes.”

“Not without me.” He pulled away and before I could register that he was gone he was thrusting his cock deep inside me. He filled me, width and length. With all my nerves on edge and the pregnancy hormones surging through me, he felt impossibly huge. Made me feel full and satisfied in a new way. A way I couldn’t get enough of. His normally large length was as thick as my ankle, stretching and rubbing me at just the right angles to set my impending orgasm aflame.

I moaned as he fucked me deeply. Both his hands grabbed at my breasts and pushed at them, flicking his thumbs over my nipples as his dark hair fell over his forehead, eyes closed, his bottom lip sucked between his teeth in pleasure.

I moaned his name as an orgasm rippled through my body, the nerves taking flight and firing off from head to toe. He continued his frantic thrusts, grabbing at my thighs and pulling me up on his waist and riding his cock. With my legs wrapped around his hips, he carried me into the small sitting room. He pulled out of me and spun me around over the arm of the couch.

“My gorgeous wife.” He smacked at my cheek and I jumped in surprise as a fresh wave of arousal pooled between my legs. I’d just had an orgasm and he was turning me on even more than he already had the first time. He slid a palm up my spine, feeling every ridge as he went, and pushed me over the arm, leaving me wide open to him.

“Mmm, love eating my wife’s hot pussy.” He ran a finger through my slick flesh. “I still can’t believe you’re real.” He held my hips in both hands as he worked in and out harder than he ever had before. With each thrust, he hit the end of me. I teetered on the edge of bliss and insanity when he touched me like this.