“A little wider,” I said, and she obeyed right away, like a good girl should.
I let my fingers wander between her legs, touching her shaved pussy, gently opening her up for me while she let out gasp after gasp.
“Hold yourself open for me,” I told her gently, and she mewled.
“Rafe…” she started, but I slapped her pussy, gently, just once, making her cry out.
“No,” I said firmly. “Open yourself up for me, I want to watch my cock go inside you.”
Her fingers shook and trembled as she did what I’d told her, opening herself up for me so perfectly it made my fucking mouth water.
“Fucking delicious,” I told her, and she gasped as I entered her, not wasting time, just my whole cock inside her cunt in one long, desperate thrust.
“Rafael!” she cried out, and I lowered my mouth to hers, tasting that sweetness that never wavered, no matter what I did with her. She always tasted like that, and I fucking loved it.
I fucked her slowly, letting her adjust to my length and girth until she was crying out for more.
“Desperate little princess,” I grinned at her. “So desperate for my cock, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” she breathed. “So desperate… Please more, Rafe, please fuck me full.”
“You want my cum in you?” I asked her gently, and she was quick to nod. “Beg, beg for it, Ella. Tell me you want another baby inside you.”
“Another one,” she gasped. “Please, Rafe, put another one inside me…”
“Where?” I asked, pumping inside her. “Where do you want my cum, princess?”
“Inside me,” she mewled helplessly as I held her legs open, her fingers still holding that sweet, juicy snatch open. “Inside me, deep, really deep…”
“This deep?” I thrust again and she cried out, her head going back as she moaned my name over and over again. “Tell me how deep!”
“Deeper,” she begged. “Deeper!”
I pushed past every barrier inside her until I felt my cock breaking her, making her go crazy on it, coming all over my balls and soaking me in her sweet honey.
“Fuck, princess,” I cursed. “Fuck, here it comes…”
She didn’t stop coming, crying out as I fucked her full, so full that cum started spurting out of her each time I pulled out an inch. Her collar glittered in the moonlight, the only thing on her, so fucking perfect—and all mine.
“Rafe,” she said, completely out of breath. “Rafe, Rafe, please…”
I got off her, grabbing her legs by the ankles and holding them up while I propped a pillow under her ass. I grinned at her as she moaned underneath me.
“There we go, princess,” I told her roughly. “Now we’ve made sure you’ll be knocked up again… My dirty little princess.”
Ella giggled and covered her lips and I smacked her ass, making sure none of my cum leaked out of her.
“I love you,” she whispered, and my heart stopped for a second, the first time she’d ever said it, and so perfectly timed, just as I was owning her completely, as she submitted to be mine completely.
“I love you,” I told her, leaving a rough kiss on her already bruised lips. “You’re going to be a beautiful bride tomorrow, Ella…”2 years laterI COULDN’T STOP LOOKING AT him.
His wide smile, the way his forehead creased, only slightly, when he smiled. He was so handsome, and I was more in love with him than ever. I felt like I was falling deeper and deeper with each day that passed, so desperate for him I felt like it was our first time together every single time his fingers brushed against my skin.
He lifted our little girl up and laughed with her, throwing her in the air and catching her easily. It made me laugh, and I smiled wider when I saw our miracle baby pulling on his jeans, begging to be in his embrace as well.
Rafael had actually done the impossible.
The night I told him I was pregnant, he knocked me up again.
The doctors were shocked, telling me a case like that only came around once in a blue moon. But Rafael only grinned when I told him, saying he’d known it would happen. I’d rolled my eyes at him, but sometimes I wondered whether he really had known… Maybe he had done it on purpose, just to mess with me.
Either way, our first girl, Annabella, had been born nine months on the dot after the first time we had sex. And our miracle girl, Samantha, was born two months after her.
And now, I was pregnant again. Two years later and there was another baby in my belly, my body swollen with the late pregnancy. And this time, the doctors said it was a boy. I hadn’t told Rafe, but I was secretly so pleased I couldn’t stop smiling. I’d always wanted to give him a son, and now that our family was growing once again, I felt incredibly proud.