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Story: Blood Sweeter than Honey

“I’m pregnant.”

Gideon’s eyes search mine, the emotion there building more with each passing second.“You are, angel?”

I nod, giving him a watery smile as tears collect on my lashes, moments from spilling over. Bracketing his hands on either side of my hips, he brings our foreheads together, voice rough with emotion—even though this isn’t the first time, and this news isn’t exactly a surprise considering he’s forbidden me,with my permission,from using birth control and he cums inside me like it’s his life’s fucking purpose.

“I fucking love you, angel. More than anything in this world or the next.”

Gideon lifts my hips, tilting my entrance toward him. He slides his cock through my folds, painting me with his arousal, and the action forces a soft breath of ecstasy to punch throughme. Entranced by the sight of his length gliding back and forth over my clit and teasing my slit.

“I love you so much, ferion.”

Gideon rewards me by pushing his crown inside of me and stealing my breath with a gasp.“You’re so fucking perfect.”

His hips give a slow thrust forward, stretching me and forcing me to accommodate him. Having him buried so deeply inside me, I feel our bond pulse and flair with effervescent life in the same moment he reaches pleasure points deep inside no one else has ever been able to reach. I’m a whimpering mess as my pussy clenches around him, and he holds my gaze as his cock gradually retreats before sliding back in.

“Angel, there aren’t words to describe the breadth of your perfection.”

His tail shifts from my wrist to my waist as, with one hand, he reverently strokes the inside of my thigh and his hips withdraw before thrusting forward again.

“...Every fucking day, you inspire me to thank a god I never believed in.”

My back arches to meet him on his next thrust forward as he slams home. I’m keening in ecstasy as he continues to steal deep, steady strokes inside of me. His tail uncoils from my waist to reach for my clit, rubbing it in circles. Gideon’s hand fists my hair as his strokes hasten and deepen, making my orgasm crest within moments.

“You’re the evidence that such a thing exists.”

Tears stream down my cheeks as I give myself over to this male that has examined and hungrily claimed every part of me. Gideon’s hips stutter and his cock begins to pulse inside of me as he lowers his forehead to mine. With his lips only inches from mine, I manage to whisper my reply–anything more would be cut short by the swelling emotion, and the tidal wave of my orgasm, working its way through me.

“Because of you. You enabled me to grow and heal in ways I’d never have managed on my own. Without you, I wouldn’t be me.”