I slung his legs over my shoulders, both to get a better angle and so were were as close as physically possible. I grabbed his hips and thrusted, balls deep inside him as he spread open for me, wide and wet.
I leaned down to kiss him. He massaged his tongue against mine, whimpering with contentment.
The primal sense of urgency was starting to take over. My hips were relentless, my cock greedily plunging in and out of him. The pleasure was overwhelming. My blood was molten. I was close.
At the last second, I realized something.
When I stopped thrusting, Frederick blinked up at me in confusion.
"What?" he asked. His face was flushed and dripping with sweat.
"Frederick," I said. "I want to get you pregnant."
I watched the sober thoughts drift across Frederick's expression. He was coming to the same conclusion I did—that if we continued our passionate tryst, it might result in a baby.
Which I really, really liked the idea of.
But what did Frederick think? He had his academia, his lab, his career. Would he be able to raise a baby and work at the same time? Did hewantto?
I panted heavily, still hovering on top of him, waiting for his response.
After what felt like an eternity, Frederick blinked again and asked, "You do?"
"Yes. But what about you?"
An anxious lump formed in my throat. What if Frederick didn't want a baby? I would be okay spending the rest of my life with him as just the two of us, but a child would be the cherry on top of our partnership. I'd always wanted a family but didn't want to start one with anybody who wasn't the one.
Frederick wasthe one.He was my fated mate. My family would be with him, or nobody.
Frederick slowly smiled and put his hands on my face. "I'd like that, too."
My heart backflipped. "You would?"
"Yeah." His eyes flickered with warmth. "You'll be a great dad, Jake."
I melted on the spot. I kissed Frederick, pouring all my love into it. He returned it in equal measure.
"Okay," I said, getting back in position with renewed vigor. "Then let's make a baby."
* * *
Night had fallenover the desert. Lying in bed spooning Frederick, I felt as if the universe had given me everything I’d ever wanted. My heart wouldn't stop beating, bouncing around in my chest like an excited jackrabbit. I cuddled Frederick closer and rested my chin on his warm shoulder.
In response, he wriggled his butt against my flaccid cock.
“Hey now, don’t get me started again,” I said with a grin.
"Not up for it, cowboy?" Frederick teased.
I nibbled his ear gently. "I could be, if ya want twins."
He laughed. "Okay, youknowthat's not how that works, right?"
"How d'you know? Maybe we can start a new hyperthesis."
"Hypothesis," Frederick corrected. "And you don'tstarta hypothesis, you submit one."
"Well, I'm submittin' this one. I decree that the more sex we have, the higher chance of twins... or triplets. Or fourtuplets."
