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“Oh, fuck,” I gasp.

My pussy contracts around the intrusion. It feels so naughty to be fucking an inanimate object, but I know things are about to get even naughtier.

“Good girl. Focus on riding the stone while I push inside your ass.”

He uses one hand to hold the stone in place, while the other guides the head of his cock to my asshole. He nudges against there, and I stiffen.

“Ride the stone, my queen,” he commands. “This will feel good for you, I promise.”

I circle my hips, pushing back against him at the same time as fucking the smooth stone inside my pussy. My asshole stretches, and he slides his cock inside me. It’s a sharp sting of pain, and I hiss. He holds still to allow me to accommodate his size but rocks his hand against the stone to keep me aroused. Then he pushes deeper.

“Your ass looks incredible stretched around my cock,” he tells me. “I wish you could see this.”

I don’t need to see it. I can feel exactly what’s happening.

“So full of me,” he grits. “Full of my baby and my cock. My beautiful queen.”

He fucks me slowly in the ass. My legs tremble, and my breathing grows harsh. He cups my belly with his free hand, running it over my taut skin and up to my breasts.

“I’m going to suck these fat nipples when they’re full of milk,” he murmurs against my ear. “Then I’m going to fill you full of my cum and get you pregnant all over again.”

“Oh, the gods,” I cry.

I’m lost to the sensations taking over my body. I had no idea it was possible to be so full. The smooth toy inside my pussy gives my inner muscles something to clamp around, while his cock ravages my ass, and my belly is swollen with his child. Is this what heaven is like?

His movements grow faster, his breathing ragged. “Fuck, Taelyn, I’m going to come. I’m going to fill your ass, my Queen.”

I fist my hands into the sheets. “Me, too…me, too…Oh, oh!”

He pumps into me, and I cry out, not caring that someone might hear. They’d probably just think I’d gone into labor.

I ride out my orgasm, grinding my clit against the cool stone, soaking it with my arousal. Stars explode around me, and I squeeze my eyes shut, my toes curling. Pleasure rolls through me, over and over, until finally I slump, completely spent.

Ruarok grows soft inside me. He plants a kiss on my damp shoulder. “If that’s not going to get this baby out, nothing will.”

I can’t help but giggle. “Not that either of us would mind a second try.”

I wakethat night to pain clutching my belly. “Oh!”

Ruarok is immediately awake beside me.

“What’s wrong?” he asks.

“I think it worked.”

“The baby’s coming?”

“Yes, it’s started. Get the midwives.”

I’ve never seen Ruarok move so fast. He leaps out of bed and races for the door. I clear my throat to get his attention.

“Umm, you might want to put on some clothes first.”

He’s completely naked, and I have no wish for the midwives to get such an intimate view of my gorgeous husband.

“By the gods,” he curses and grabs some pants.

Another band of pain wraps around my belly, and I curl into a ball and grit my teeth. I know this is going to get bad, but I really have no concept of pain—not physical pain, anyway. I’ve never been in bad pain before, and this is just the start. I try not to be frightened. Women have been birthing babies for thousands of years. But they’ve also been dying in childbirth for that same amount of time.