Page 91 of Brutal Devil

She’s my wife, and the thought of not going bare inside her had felt wrong. Truth be told, it had felt far too fucking good, deep inside that hot, tight, wet pussy without a barrier. But I didn’t realize she wasn’t on birth control anymore when I pumped her full of my come.

“I…I’m sorry,” she says, looking lost. “You overwhelm me. This situation overwhelms me. Everything has been so crazy. It was just… I didn’t want to continue my shots because I realized I was having some adverse side effects, but I never imagined that I…that you…thiswould happen. I wasn’t thinking clearly. Obviously.”

“I’ll pull out,” I decide, even though the thought of not coming inside her feels wrong.

I’ll do it. For her, for me, for our future. I don’t think we’re ready for kids. Jesus, we can barely keep it together ourselves. Everything is so new, so volatile. But I want this to work. I want Luna as my wife. I just don’t want to bring a kid into this equation until the time feels right. My parents did the opposite, having a boatload of kids without a plan or a thought for what would happen if it all went to hell.

“Is that…my OB/GYN says that’s not a valid method,” Luna says weakly.

“It’s only not a valid method if the guy comes too soon,” I reassure her. “I can control myself.”

She eyes me warily. “That’s not what she made it sound like.”

“Respectfully, fuck her.”

“Priest.”

“Luna.” I press my forehead to hers, need for this woman swelling inside me, so big that it eclipses me. I’m not even myself anymore. I’m me with her.

Fuck.

This is heavy stuff.

Maybe all the blood has rushed to my dick and balls.

“You can’t come inside me this time,” she whispers.

And my dick is instantly upright, ready for more. Because I don’t care where I come, as long as she’s the reason I did.

I kiss her. “I’ll come on you, baby. Would you like that? I’ll fuck you until we’re both almost ready, and then I’ll withdraw and fuck these beautiful tits. I’ll coat them in come.”

Her lower lip falls another fraction, her pupils dilating. I know I have her.

“Get on the bed for me,amore mio. Let me worship you the way you deserve, and I promise I won’t put a baby in you.”

She whimpers, and I have to force my dick into submission. Clearly, I’m a fucking Neanderthal, because the thought of filling her with my come and giving her a baby makes me so hard that I have to grind my molars and think about something else for a solid fifteen seconds.

Luna gets on the bed.

Fuck.

She looks beautiful there and perfect. So damn perfect.

I move closer.

“Open your legs. Let me see that wet pussy.”

Holding my gaze, she slowly slides her legs apart, revealing herself to me.

“Damn, you’re a fucking dream.”

I climb onto the bed. And even though I’ve licked her pussy thoroughly already, I stop and worship her there. I give her my tongue, my fingers, suck her clit until she’s writhing and screaming my name.

And only then do I move, aligning our bodies so that my hard dick is prodding her entrance, her wetness dripping onto my leaking cock. I kiss her slowly, feeding her the taste of herself on my tongue.

After a few minutes of kissing each other senseless, I break it off. I sink two fingers inside her, and her pussy walls tighten.While she’s still coming, I withdraw and grab my aching cock, ramming it deep.

Her body arches up to meet me. We’re hip bone to hip bone, breast to chest, nose to nose. Holding her stare, I fuck her slowly, intimately. I drink in her breaths and look into her eyes and make sure there’s no question about what’s happening between us. We both want it. Want each other. And when her cunt contracts so deliciously on mine, I withdraw instead of reveling in the spasms milking my cock. I wrap a hand around myself and shoot jets of come all over her pussy, belly, and tits until she’s covered in me.