“No!” I shout, and apologies fly out of my mouth. I only stop when I hear him laugh out loud.
“Rory, you can’t give me your first-born child.” He licks the back of my neck, and his voice loses all of its teasing tone. “But if anyone is going to be getting you pregnant, it’s me.”
Shit, he found my breeding kink without even trying.
“Oh, you’d like that, wouldn’t you, rabbit?” I nod, and his hand fucks me faster. “Yeah? You want me to breed this hungry little hole?”
“So much, Daddy!”
“I’d fuck you so deep and then plug you up so my seed would have to take.”
“Yes!” I pant loudly. “Yes!” He tilts his fingers up, and I buck off the desk as pleasure rips through me. I spray cum all over Daddy’s fancy desk, and I’m pretty sure I pass out.
But my eyes fly open when he asks, “Can I come on you?” He’s got one hand on my hip, and his other is jacking his impressive cock.
“Please.”
“On your hole?” His voice is shaking with his need to come.
“Yes, Daddy.” I pause and think about how warm his cum would feel on me but how much better it would feel in me. “Can you come in my hole?” My cheeks blush with embarrassment, but the inhumanely sexy growl that rips through his throat has my dick trying to rally.
“Naughty boy.” Daddy’s hand speeds up, and I can feel him gently pressing at my hole. Just a little push, and I could maybe have that dick… “You want my cum?”
“Yes, please give it to me, Daddy.”
“Fuck… I’m… gonna fill… you up!” The warm spray of cum inside me settles something in my soul. Daddy’s claimed me.
“Mine. Mine, rabbit.” He falls against my back and kisses my shoulders as our breathing evens out. After a moment, he sits up, and I shiver at the loss of his warmth.
“I’ll be quick.” Then he gently cleans me up and puts my clothes back on. When I sit back up again, I pull him close to snuggle.
“Can you carry me over to my chair because I’m jelly after that romp?”
“Of course. Let me fix— Goddammit,” he grumbles, looking down at his chest and frowning.
I lick my lips as I watch a drop fall from his chest.
“Damn it. It’s too early.” He huffs and carries me over to my chair where he arranges me in his lap so I can nurse, hopefully.
“Is something wrong?”
“No. My doctor says it can happen during sex.”
“I’ll help you.”
He smirks at me. “I know you will, rabbit, but I don’t want to mess up the feeding schedule.”
“I’ll only take a little.”
“Just a little. But first, are you okay?”
“Yeah.” I smile.
“No pain? No flashbacks?”
“Nope.”
“I’m glad because I’d really like to work toward fucking you over my desk.”
