Page 84 of A Duke, a Virgin and a Baby

“How do you want me, darling? What do you need?” he muttered against her temple, holding her close as she shuddered and shook in his arms.

“W-Whatever you give me… I’ll take it.” She gasped as his fingers moved faster, bringing her to the cusp of her release.

But just as she was within reach, Julian took away his hand.

“Why would you –” Anna gasped with a whine, making the same high-pitched noise at the back of her throat when he stripped her of her dress and dropped her unceremoniously on the bed.

Her face as pressed against a pillow as she lay on her stomach and she allowed Julian to adjust her posture as he desired, feeling exposed when he moved her knees up to her hips were in the air. Still, the arousal in her veins was heavier than anything else, especially when he squeezed her breasts and asked her,

“Are you certain you wish to go along with my whims?”

Anna’s position wouldn’t let her nod, so she was forced to vocalize her consent.

“Absolutely,” she stated quietly.

“Hm.” Was all her husband said.

And then he thrusted into her without warning, fully sheathing himself in her. Anna let out a half-scream of surprise, the sound tapering off into a moan as Julian pulled out a little and slowly slipped back into her.

“I can never get used to how perfect you feel around me,” Julian said, sounding a little awestruck and winded. “Every day, I find even more proof of the fact that you were made just for me – utterly perfect in every way.”

He moved his hips quickly, sliding in and out of her rapidly while her walls tried to cling to him, her thoughts melting at the sensation. Anna tried to gain some leverage by raising herself onto her hands, but Julian pushed her back down with a hand pressed to her back, sliding the hand up until his fingers were intertwined with her hair.

“You said you would be fine with what I wanted. I want you like this – so pretty and pliant for me. Can you do that, darling?”

Anna gasped as a particular thrust went in deep, stuttering helplessly as Julian’s pace increased,

“Y-Yes… I-I can!”

“Good. Do not disappoint me, my love.”

Without another word, Julian set a brutal pace, practically pounding into her. Anna’s moans and gasps were infused with occasional cries, as she tried to arch her back to meet his thrusts head on, fisting the pillows for leverage. Her husband continued on, the sounds of flesh hitting flesh filling the air, along with her pleas.

“J-Julian – please. Please, I can’t –”

Julian let go of her hair and pulled her up by her arm, her back flush against his chest and he held her in place with an arm around her torso, the other hand sneaking between her leg to tease her swollen nub.

That was what pushed her over the edge and she fell with a scream, her walls tightening and pulling him along with her as he emptied his seed into her.

Their harsh breathing filled the room as Julian lowered Anna gently onto the sheets, pulling out of her as he settled down next to her, moving closer so he could embrace her.

“My perfect princess,” Julian whispered, kissing her deeply. “I do not know how I lived before I met you, but I would very much like to never do such again.”

Anna laughed weakly, nuzzling along his jaw.

“You say the silliest things. But I love it. I love you.”

Julian smiled, tucking her hair behind her ears, unable to keep himself from gently stroking her cheeks, running his thumb over the bridge of her nose, following the path of her freckles.

His heart felt he might burst if he didn’t speak out what lay within and he said,

“I love you too. So much.”

Anna hummed, tucking herself closer to him as she asked.

“Will you say more sweet and silly things to me during our honeymoon?”

With the future looming ahead of them, Julian felt eager for what lay ahead, knowing that he could overcome what may, along as he had his beautiful wife, whom he adored.

“I suppose we will have to find out.”

The End?