“How could I forget?” I purred, recalling the night of utter debauchery a few moon-cycles ago.
“You were so sexy, dressed all in red, wrapped like a ribbon around that pole, and then around my cock.”
“My favorite place to be,” I said, slipping deeper into a state of sultry arousal my minotaur never failed to inspire.
His sticky fingers drifted to my swollen belly where he gently caressed, then he gripped my hardened shaft again and squeezed. “Open up for Daddy,” he said, so I spread my legs wide so he could see what he’d done to me. I was slick already, my hole aching to be filled.
“You’re wet,” he said, pleased by it.
“Your fault,” I said, not a complaint.
“Your body is a wonder. Every time I think I’ve mastered it, I find another surprise waiting for me.”
“I’m yours to discover, Daddy.”
He covered me with his body, careful not to put too much weight on my abdomen, and arranged the pillows so that I was propped up like a doll in our little sex nest. Then he took one of my feet in his big hands and started to gently massage. I groaned from the utter relief.
“You spoil me too much,” I said, making no attempt to stop him.
“Youdeserve it. You do so much for me, even when I tell you not to.”
“Not so much anymore,” I said. He’d insisted I stop working the floor of Church when my belly got so big that customers would knock into me accidentally. Instead, he’d taught me how to mix drinks, so I could work behind the bar with him. He kept a big comfy chair for me back there too, and made me sit down more often than I needed. I was also keeping the books, ever since we’d discovered I had a talent for sums, and I handled the contracts with vendors too, since some of them were worse than common thieves. Takes one to know one, I guess.
“You do plenty for me, baby boy, not to mention you’re growing our child. That’s a heavy lift all on its own.”
“I like doing things for you, Daddy. Sexy things too.” My voice was low and heavy as I played with my nipples, making them ooze more of the glistening ambrosia. My cock needed attention too, but it was too far out of reach. And besides, that was Daddy’s domain now.
“Are you seducing me, pretty fae,” he said, nostrils flaring.
“Is it working?” I asked, pressing my fingers to my lips.
Instead of answering, he directed his gaze downward. “Looks awfully swollen down here. That pup’s going to come any day now.”
“Better get in while you can,” I said.
“Darling, I intend to. Hands on the headboard now.”
I reached up to grip the wrought iron bars, wondering if he planned to blindfold me and truss me up in silks, then torment me endlessly until I begged him for release, a cruel but delicious game.
“Like this?” I asked and raised both legs as far as I could, putting myself in the best position for breeding.
“Need some more pillows?” he asked, stuffing a few more to support my legs.
“No need to be so careful. I won’t break.”
“I’m not taking any chances with you.” Lying on his stomach, he positioned my bottom so that he could get at my hole with his tongue, eating me out with the same zeal that he devoured his sweet clover salads.
Eyes closed, I didn’t see him moving until his hot mouth was anchored to one of my nipples while his fingers pinched the other. He sucked hard and the unexpected sensation made me orgasm instantly, splashing ropes of cum across my swollen belly.
“Messy as always,” he remarked with a devious grin. “And Daddy didn’t give you permission.” He swatted one of my thighs with his tail.
“But youmademe,” I protested, feeling bad for breaking his rule, even unintentionally. “Goddess what if that happens when the baby comes?”
He shrugged. “Then the baby’s not going to be the only one needing a nappy.”
“Hierophant Wolfsbane,” I protested as he snickered at my misfortune.
“Skylar Wolfsbane,” he teased me back.
