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SUNNY

K ane seems subdued when we get back to my house that evening. He goes around making measurements of the doors and windows that need the wood around them replaced as well as a few other places in my house that could use some work.

I get bored and go shower, putting on another short little nighty. But even though it’s see-through and shows my breasts and nipples clearly—and this time I’m not wearing any panties— Kane seems determined not to look at me.

“Do you want to watch a movie?” I ask him at last, when I get tired of trailing around watching him taking measurements.

He shakes his head.

“Maybe we should just go to bed. And maybe tonight I ought to sleep on the couch.”

“What? Why ?” I demand, putting a hand on my hip.

Kane gives me a level look.

“You really have to ask? I came in you twice , baby. You might be pregnant right now. I mean, I doubt it, but it’s fucking possible. We need to cool things down.”

Oh so he’s upset about that . I guess I can’t blame him. Actually , I should be more upset myself— I don’t know why I’m not. It just feels so real with him—so right . It’s like we’re meant to be together. He doesn’t feel like my brother—it’s more like he’s a missing piece of my heart that finally came back to me. I know that doesn’t make sense but it’s how I feel.

“Come sit and talk with me.” I lead him over to the sofa and we settle there, side-by-side. “ Kane ,” I tell him. “ You know I’m not mad at you about what we did, right?”

He sighs.

“Well, maybe I’m mad at myself. I shouldn’t have let things go so far.”

“Things just kind of happen sometimes,” I counter. “ But that doesn’t mean you should beat yourself up about it. It’s been a long time since you’ve been with a woman— I think you’re doing great.”

“Thanks.” He gives a harsh laugh. “ But coming inside you twice when you’re not on any kind of birth control isn’t doing fucking great.” He shakes his head. “ I’m just not sure how I got inside you this morning—especially so deep! I can imagine just the head slipping in but I was halfway in you, baby—your tight little pussy was almost full of my cock.”

His words make me squeeze my thighs together as I remember that sight of my pussy impaled on his thick length. I’m so wet right now! Maybe I should have worn panties with this little nightgown.

“I don’t want you to be upset with yourself for that,” I tell him. “ Because I …have a confession to make.”

Kane frowns.

“A confession? What do you mean?”

“I mean…you didn’t slip into me by accident this morning,” I admit. “ I woke up before you and well, I could feel you right at my entrance and I was curious about how it would feel to have, you know, more than just the head inside me.”

Kane’s eyebrows lift.

“So…you’re saying you slid my cock into your pussy yourself?”

My cheeks are burning as I nod and hang my head.

“But I didn’t mean for it to get so deep in me,” I say, pleadingly. “ I couldn’t see anything because we were under the covers. If I had known I was putting so much of you in me… I mean, I just kept backing up and you kept sliding in deeper and deeper and…it just got out of control. I never meant for you to come in me again, though.”

“Hey, baby…it’s all right.” He puts a finger under my chin and lifts my face so we’re eye-to-eye again. “ I’m not mad at you for experimenting a little,” he tells me softly. “ It’s okay to be curious.” He lets his eyes travel over my body. “ It kind of looks like you’re feeling curious again tonight, though. I can see everything through this little gown.” He cups one of my breasts and thumbs the nipple lightly, making me moan.

“I’m sorry I lied to you about how you got inside me,” I say, feeling relieved that he’s forgiving me. “ You know that’s not usually my way. I just felt…embarrassed.”

“You don’t have to be embarrassed,” Kane says. He sighs. “ Actually , I’m the one who ought to be embarrassed. I can’t believe I couldn’t even pull out of you without coming! I used to have better control.”

My heart starts to beat faster.

“You mean…?”

“I mean I should have been able to pull out of you without painting the inside of your pussy with my cream,” he growls. “ Before I was in prison, I could have done it— I could have pushed my cock to the hilt in your tight little cunt and pulled it out again without spilling a drop.” He shakes his head. “ It’s been so long since I’ve been with a woman, I guess I’ve lost my touch.”

“Maybe…” I clear my throat. “ Do you want to, you know, practice some? I mean, to try and regain your control?”

He gives me a level look.

“Now, baby—how the fuck would I practice that?”

“I could help you,” I offer. I’m trying to sound calm but my heart is pounding. “ I don’t mind, Kane . If …if you need to, you know, practice your control, I’d be willing to help you do that.”

He raises an eyebrow.

“And how could you help me, exactly?”

“You could…you know, put your cock all the way inside me,” I offer. “ And then hold it there for a while before pulling out. That’s all.” I shrug, like it’s no big deal but actually my body is aching for this. My pussy feels so empty and my nipples feel tight, like they need to be sucked.

“Oh, that’s all?” He gives me an incredulous look. “ Are you serious, baby?”

“Of course, I’m serious!” I tell him, frowning. “ I wouldn’t offer if I wasn’t.”

“Well, I know you well enough to take you at your word.” Kane looks me up and down again. “ But are you sure you want me to put my cock in you on purpose?”

“If it helps you, then yes, I want you to do it,” I say with certainty. “ Anything to help you feel better, Kane .”

“Well, it would definitely help me feel good , that’s true enough,” he growls and tugs my nipple, making me squirm.

“But you have to really try not to come in me,” I said, my voice coming out breathless. I’m already climbing into his lap, straddling his hips. God , I want him in me so badly I can hardly breathe! “ Can you do that, Kane ?”

“I promise I’ll fucking try.” He pulls down his sweatpants and his cock springs free, already leaking precum. “ Do you want to use a condom? I could go get one,” he offers.

I shake my head.

“No, like you said, you came in me twice already. Any damage that could be done, is already done. You might as well go in me bare. Besides , it feels better that way so it should help you work on your control more—right?”

“You’re fucking right that it feels better. It also takes a hell of a lot more self control to pull out without coming when you go in bare,” he growls.

“All right then, do it.” I pull up the short hem of my nighty, showing my naked pussy which is already wet and ready for him.

“God, baby—look how wet you already are!” Kane groans. “ I think this little pussy really needs to be filled with my cock.”

He rubs the head of his cock against my pussy, parting my outer lips and sliding against my clit until I gasp and wiggle on his lap.

“Please, Kane !” I moan. “ Do it—put it in me!”

Kane gives me a serious look. “ I will. But I’m not going to fuck you or put my knot in you. That’s taking too much of a risk. All right? No fucking and no knotting—just pushing all the way inside you and then pulling out again.”

“That’s fine,” I say breathlessly, though to be honest, I want to feel him fucking and knotting me too, even though I know I shouldn’t. “ Go on, Kane —put your cock in me and slide it in deep—all the way inside my pussy.”

“You got it, baby.” He fits the broad head of his cock to the mouth of my pussy and we both watch as he starts to slide inside me.

It’s an erotic sight, my tight little pussy stretched around his big shaft as he enters me. I moan softly as I feel my inner walls stretch to take him. How am I able to open enough for such a thick cock? But I am—it’s working. We both watch as he passes the halfway mark—which is as far as he got this morning—and then goes even deeper. Before I know it, I can feel the broad head of his shaft kissing the mouth of my womb.

“There you go, baby,” Kane growls. “ I’m all the way inside you—my cock is all the way in your pussy. All but the knot.”

“I don’t see…see how the knot can fit, though,” I say breathlessly. “ I mean, I can feel you pressing against the end of my channel…” I wiggle my hips, trying to make some room inside but Kane grabs my waist and shakes his head.

“Don’t move like that baby. Not unless you want me coming in you really deep this time.”

“Sorry.” I subside obediently onto his lap. I’ve never felt so full in my life…but it feels really good.

“How long should I hold it in you before pulling it out?” Kane asks, in a slightly strained voice.

“As long as you can stand to,” I tell him. God , it feels really good to have him all the way in me! Well , all but the knot. I still wonder how that works. “ How do you get the knot in, though?” I ask again.

“Oh, that happens after the first time I come,” he says. “ See , having my cream inside you helps the mouth of your womb open up for the head of my cock. Once it slips into you, that makes more room down below for the knot to enter your pussy.”

“It does?” I feel intrigued by this idea. “ So , what happens after the knot goes in?”

“Then it swells to tie us together so I can come in you over and over, baby,” he growls. “ Not that I would. But if I was breeding you, I’d fill you with so much cum it would make a little bump in your belly. Here .” He lays one big hand over my lower belly. “ You’d actually look pregnant for a little while until your body absorbed it all.”

“You mean, it wouldn’t all run out, when you pulled out of me?” I ask breathlessly.

He shakes his head.

“No, baby. See , my body also makes some sealing compounds. So once the head of my cock came out, your inner entrance would close and keep my cream inside your womb—you’d have a much better chance of getting pregnant that way. We actually had a saying about that in my pack—‘ A little belly during breeding means a big belly nine moons later.’”

I try to imagine having his cum fill me so much I have a slightly pregnant belly and can’t quite do it. But then again, I couldn’t have imagined having his cock buried hilt deep inside me a few days ago either. Yet here we are.

“How are you feeling?” I ask, wiggling my hips again—but just a little. “ Do you think you could pull out of me without coming?”

“I think so. The talking helps,” he growls and grips my hips. “ Get ready, baby, I’m going to try to slide out without giving you a creamy pussy.”

I moan softly as he starts to pull out of me. Part of me can’t believe we’re doing this…but part never wants it to end. Why do I feel so drawn to Kane ? Why does it feel like we’re meant to be together?

He gets halfway out of me when I feel his shaft start to grow bigger and he growls,

“Oh, fuck…”

“It’s okay—it’s all right,” I tell him. I squeeze my inner muscles tight automatically, trying to help him hold out. But it’s clear from his clenched jaw he’s having a hard time. “ Deep breaths,” I tell him, wishing my own voice wouldn’t sound so breathless. “ Breathe through it, Kane .”

“Fuck baby—don’t know if I can do this! You feel so good around me—like your soft little pussy is just milking the cum right out of me!” he growls.

“No, you’ve got this,” I tell him. “ You can do it—hang in there, Kane !”

We stay still in that position for another long minute and then he relaxes a little.

“Okay, I think I can do it now,” he says. And with one long, smooth motion, he pulls all the way out of me.

“That was excellent!” I tell him, though now I feel empty inside. “ Now let’s try it again.”

“Try it again?” Kane shakes his head. “ I don’t know, baby. You don’t know how close I was to coming in you!”

“Doing it just once isn’t really practice,” I say firmly. “ Come on, Kane —we need to work on this.”

“Well, if you’re sure…” And he pushes back into me, both of us watching as my pussy is once again impaled on his thick cock.

This time, I don’t make it easy on him. I wiggle my hips and when he tries to get me to stop, I shake my head.

“No, you need a little stimulation. I can’t let you off easy every time.”

Kane grits his teeth and endures it. Somehow he manages not to come even though I’m practically riding him by the end.

He keeps on doing it, too—he slides his cock inside me and pulls out successfully without coming six times. It’s not until the seventh when we have an accident.

It’s my fault, actually. Because by this time, I’m really doing my best to test his willpower. I have my hands on his broad shoulders and I’m lifting and lowering myself—pretty much fucking myself on his thick cock.

“God, baby—you’d better stop that!” he warns me. “ You don’t know how close you are to getting your pussy filled with my cum!”

“I’m not afraid.” I lift my chin. “ If you come in me, you come in me. After all, you’ve already spurted in my pussy twice already. I don’t care if it happens again.”

I don’t know if it’s what I’m doing or what I’m saying that pushes him over the edge—maybe it’s a combination of both. But I hear Kane groan,

“Oh fuck—here it comes!”

And then something hot and wet is spurting deep inside me.

I say deep because the head of his cock is pressed right to the end of my channel this time. I know I ought to pull off him as fast as I can, but I figure that the damage is done now and besides, I don’t want to ruin the couch. So instead of pulling off, I hold onto his broad shoulders and settle myself more firmly in his lap, taking him as deep as I can as he continues to spurt.

“Fuuuuck,” Kane groans, his hands tightening on my hips. “ Coming so hard inside you, baby!”

“It…it’s all right,” I tell him. “ Don’t worry—if you need to come in me, go ahead and do it. Fill me with your cum, Kane — I don’t mind.”

“You should mind, baby!” he groans. “ I’m coming so deep in you! Fuck !”

“It’s okay,” I assure him breathlessly. “ It’s all right, Kane . Keep coming until you finish. It’s all right.”

He takes me at my word and I feel him pulsing inside me over and over, hot spurts of his cream coating the mouth of my womb. And then I feel another sensation…it’s like that mouth inside me is opening and starting to suck the head of his cock deeper inside me. At the same time, I feel the thick swelling of his knot beginning to enter me…

“Whoa, baby!” Kane grips my hips harder and drags me off of him. I’m still straddling his lap, but now his cock is free of my pussy.

“Why did you do that?” I gasp and look down as his cream runs down my thighs in rivulets.

“No knotting, remember?” He looks at me grimly. “ You really will get pregnant if we do that— I could feel myself sliding deeper inside you.”

I could feel it too, but that doesn’t mean I wanted him to stop! I have this feeling that if only he would knot me, we could be together forever. I know it sounds strange and crazy, but I can’t help it—that’s how I feel.

“Fuck, I really filled you up, didn’t I ?” Kane lifts the hem of my nighty and looks ruefully at his cream coating my thighs.

“It’s all right—we knew we were taking a risk,” I tell him. “ I’m not mad at you for coming in me, Kane — I knew it might happen when I offered to help you work on your control”

“I really tried not to but your soft little pussy is so tight. Feels like it was just made for my cock.” He sighs and runs a hand through his hair. “ Well , I guess I should get you cleaned up.”

But before we can get off the couch to go to the shower I hear a click and the front door is thrown open. Charles strides in and stops dead in his tracks, staring at me and Kane both half-naked on the couch.

“What the fuck is going on in here?” he demands.