“Youcreated the monster, Jack; now you have to satisfy its hunger,” she whispers as I stroke her clit with my thumb and do exactly that.
I keep steadily finger-fucking her until I feel her body tense.
“Orgasm or baby?” I check, feeling her walls crush my fingers.
“Baby… and this one's…. intense.” She struggles to speak
“Shall I?—”
“Don’t stop.” She shakes her head with her eyes squeezed shut. “Keep going.”
“Gracie, you're contracting.” I keep doing what she needs, but cautiously.
“I fuckingknowthat, Jack!” she growls back at me, resting her head back and holding her rigid tummy.
“You like me being inside you when you have a contraction?” I see her pain and know what I have to do. Her face eases as I stroke her clit and distract her from the pain.
“Yes,” she admits without shame.
“You like me stretching you with my fingers, helping your body prepare to deliver my heir?” I slide a third one inside her and make her moan loudly.
“Fuck, Jack. Keep going.” Her body relaxes around my fingers as she sighs.
“How about we try something for the next one?” I apply more pressure to my thumb, giving her clit the attention it needs.
“What?” She leans slightly forward to kiss me, licking her lips like she’s starved of them.
“Next one, I want you to come for me,” I whisper, pulling my head back and refusing to give her my mouth until she’s completed my challenge.
“I don’t know if I’ll be able t—” Her eyes widen when I take away my hand and open my trousers.
“Not even if I give you my cock?” I check, spreading her thighs and checking out her pussy; it looks no different from the outside, but knowing that it’ll soon be stretched to its limit has me dripping with pre-cum.
“Yes.” She nods, already starting to shift on the bed so her legs hang over the mattress; it’s proven to be the only way we can fuck with her on her back, lately.
“You ready?” I take hold of her belly and steer myself inside her, growling when I feel how fucking tight and wet she is.
“Does it feel different?” she asks, trying to peek over her huge stomach, looking all cute and paranoid.
“It feels fucking perfect.” I stroke her tummy, as I slowly start moving inside her. “Let me know when you feel another coming; I can pull out,” I tell her, still mesmerised at how incredible she is.
“I want you inside me.” She shakes her head defiantly, making me feel on top of the fucking world.
“Jack, I’m going to come,” she tells me breathlessly, as I fuck her steadily, and savour every thrust.
“Not yet, pretty girl. On the next contraction,” I promise, feeding her my cock while the thumb of one hand strokes her clit, and my palm rests on the curve of her belly.
“You’re fucking divine, Gracie Ravenshaw,” I growl, feeling her walls crush me.
“Jack, I’m so close. I don’t think I can hold it,” she warns, so desperate to come that her toes curl.
“Relax, don’t tense. Just breathe.” I feel her clamp around my shaft and have to remind myself to take things slow.
“Fuck, Jack, it’s a contraction.” Her mouth gapes open, and she stares at me, confused as all that pleasure and pain combine.
“Be a good girl; let me have it,” I encourage her, stroking her clit harder and keeping my cock fully inside her.
“It feels so intense.” Her belly goes hard under my hand again, and despite all that’s happening to her body, she starts thrusting her hips, riding out her orgasm and her contraction on my cock at the same time.
