I whimpered around the gag and tried to buck my hips, but the weight of my pregnancy prevented any meaningful movement. I only twitched desperately into his hand.
Elijah enclosed the rest of his fingers around my cock and pumped it. My moans exploded. My brain practically ceased to function. My body went limp and limbs splayed uselessly across the bed, a slave to the pleasure Elijah teased out of me.
Something touched my entrance.
I sucked in air, tensing.
“Relax, boy,” Elijah ordered. “Let your daddy’s cock stretch your asshole.”
The words made me shiver with pleasure. I loosened up and felt Elijah’s cockhead probing my slick entrance. He pushed past the ring with a grunt and the rest of his cock slipped inside me in a single slippery motion. It was like we were made for each other.
I wanted to beg. Ineededmore. But I couldn’t. The only thing the gag allowed me to do was lay there and wait patiently for my daddy to fuck me.
But Elijah wasn’t cruel. He worked his hips, thrusting gently compared to the times he’d ravaged me months earlier, but it was enough for now. Jolts of pleasure ran to every inch of my body. I trembled and whimpered, feeling more like a fucktoy than a person, but it was exactly what I wanted.
The telltale pressure inside my ass grew. I gasped. Then Elijah’s knot popped. He groaned as waves of pleasure came over us both. There was no substitute for that specific tight, hot friction. His huge knot occupied a void inside me that I forgot existed until it was filled.
I mutteredfuck, but it was lost to the ball gag.
“How is it, boy?” Elijah grunted. “Good?”
I reached for his thigh, since I wasn’t able to reach his arms, and tapped him once foryes.
He let out a husky, smug laugh.
“I know you love daddy’s knot,” he growled.
I sobbed and bucked my hips wildly. Elijah’s hand continued pumping my cock as he rocked his knot inside of me.
“You love being pumped with cum and bred by it.”
I neared the edge fast. My cock and balls twitched in Elijah’s grip, straining for release. With every short thrust of Elijah’s knot, I knew it wouldn’t be long until--
The tsunami of pleasure crashed into me. I came with a cy. Hot ropes of my own cum splattered Elijah’s hand and over my belly. At the same time, I clamped down hard on Elijah’s knot, making him cry out. He grabbed my hips, pushing deeper into my ass as his own orgasm rocked him and warm, thick liquid pooled inside me.
If it weren’t for the fact that I was still conscious, the blindfold and earth shattering orgasm might have made me believe I’d passed out. I floated back down to reality with a groan.
Elijah was quick to help me. With his knot still inside, he managed to lean over and undo both the blindfold and ball gag.
“Fuck,” I gasped. Saliva and cum smeared together as I wiped my mouth clean. “That was seriously intense.”
“That’s what every fuck feels like for me,” Elijah said with a satisfied grin.
“We should do that more often.”
Once his knot deflated, Elijah popped out of me with a grunt. He stepped off the bed and offered me a hand.
“Come on, my love,” he said. “Let’s go get this mess washed off.”
“I don’t know if my knees are gonna work enough to stand in the shower,” I admitted with a laugh.
“You won’t have to. I’ll clean you off in the tub.”
I smiled. “What did I do to deserve you?”
Elijah crossed over to kiss my lips.
“Exist,” he said simply.
