Page 50 of Monsters of Midnight

“Ryder,” she murmured.

Suddenly I stopped, looking up and peering at her closely. “Should I not do this?”

“Oh, no,” she said, arching her back in my arms and pressing her breasts up towards my face. “No, you should definitely do that.”

“But you’re fragile. I don’t want to hurt the baby,” I said.

“Even with your monster dick, I don’t think you’ll be able to reach up inside my womb, “Caroline laughed, and I felt self-conscious.

I wasn’t really clear on how all the anatomy stuff worked, but I didn’t want to hurt any baby. I didn’t want to hurt anyone, but I wanted her.

I placed her gently on the bed and lay down next to her, trailing my hand along her stomach. It was a marvel there was a life inside of her growing. I kissed her gently on the stomach, trailing my tongue down from her belly button to the soft spot between her thighs. I edged my body closer and closer, kissing her, feeling the pulse of her blood racing as her breath quickened beneath my touch.

I slowly slid my tongue in between the folds of her petals. Listening to her moan as she lifted her hips and pressed her tasty clitoris against my teeth, rubbing it hard. I licked it with fervor, feeling her body tense as mountains of excitement built inside of her.

My heart raced, thrumming to meet hers.

There was something new and special between Caroline and me now. There was a family.

I brought my fingers around. I wasn’t going to put my dick in her today. I was going to pleasure her with my fingers, with my tongue. I wanted to please her until she was satiated.

I moved two fingers inside her gently and slowly, sliding them in and out. I curve the tips of my fingers slightly, softly stroking the spot insider her I knew so well. My thumb strummed her clitoris as she ground her hips against my hand and I kissed her mouth. I could feel the passion rising with her.

This was my woman.

She was mine.

As I listened to the cries of her orgasm, I knew that she would always be mine.