Page 28 of Frost
She paces across the floor. “If I tell you something, do you promise not to freak out?”
“You’d better just tell me, little one,” I growl at her. I may have changed back to my human form, but that doesn’t mean she won’t be punished if she’s been naughty.
Without another word, she pads across the living room and comes to stand in front of me. I let my eyes roam across her curvaceous hips and full breasts. Every inch of her is utter perfection. And mine—all fucking mine.
“What is it, myfegrð?” I ask finally as my eyes meet hers.
She doesn’t speak. She simply pulls both hands from behind her and holds them out. I meet her outstretched hand, allowing her to place something in my hand.
“Is this? Are you?” I can’t even get the words out as I stare down at the small plastic stick with the clear double lines, which I’m holding in my hand.
“I’d been feeling really weird, and I missed my period, so when we were in town, I grabbed some. I took a few. They’re all positive. I didn’t know how to tell you but I’ve been so sick lately, I knew I couldn’t hide it anymore and I just hope you’re not too—”
“Hide it?” I interrupt her, my tone incredulous. “Why would you hide this?”
My chest feels as though it could burst. My body is alive withelectric energy but I don’t know what to do, what to say first. I’ve never felt this way—this happy.
“You’re not upset?” Her voice is so very small and it finally hits me that she’s truly nervous.
The fact that she might think I’d be anything less than overjoyed makes my heart hurt. I need to reassure her. I need to show her how very, very excited I am that my mate is carrying my pup—no, our pup. Not hers, not mine, butours.
“Upset?” I wrap my large hands around her curvy thighs and pull her in between my knees. She stumbles slightly and steadies herself on my shoulders. “I’m overjoyed.”
“I just know we hadn’t talked about this really, and there’s all the logistics of having a monster baby, and what if we get snowed in and…” She’s anxiously rambling. I need to find something to take her mind off of her worries.
She stops her flustered rant and squeals as I lift her up and toss her over my knees and onto the couch beside me. The brown leather squeaks as I adjust her so she’s on her hands and knees with her ass high in the air. Swiftly, I rip her tight shorts off her hips, exposing the pale flesh of her backside. I’m sure I’m partial, as she is my mate, but this girl has the most perfect ass. It’s damn near pretty enough to eat, in fact—
“Daddy!” she shrieks as I lean forward and sink my teeth into her perfect backside and leave two perfect crescent indentations.
Mine. She’s mine. And she’s carrying my baby. Fuck, that thought immediately gets me hard.
I pull her little cami down, exposing her beautiful, full breasts. Then, leaning down, I lick a long, slow path from her pretty little clit, all the way to her hole in the back. She mewls and whines for more. My desperate little Snow Angel.
“You’re going to be perfect, myfegrð.” I lick again, this time paying some extra attention to her needy nub before rimming the tight entrance of her back hole with my tongue. “Plump,fertile, and swollen with the life we created. Fuck, baby girl, I may not be able to let you leave the bedroom.”
I continue eating her out in between praising her. She giggles when my beard hair tickles her sensitive skin. She’s an amazing partner—strong, smart, caring. She will make an amazing mother. But right now, she needs me to take care of her. Sliding two fingers in her tight entrance, she moans loudly. I focus my attention on her back hole, fucking her ass with my tongue and her cunt with my fingers in tandem until she’s a mess—desperate to cum and dripping all over the leather beneath her.
“Daddy, yes, please,” she mumbles incoherently as she nears her climax. But she’s not gonna get off that easily.
With a small flick of my wrist, I pull an icicle from the air with my free hand. I replace my fingers with the ice cock without warning. She screams and tries to pull away, but I hold her tight while I continue to feast on her sweet ass.
“No! It’s cold. I can’t!” she whines.
“You can take it,” I growl before diving back in and licking and nipping at her.
Her muscles begin to tense as she continues to climb towards her climax. “Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!” she chants as pleasure begins to spread through her, begging to be released.
That’s right, baby, I am going to be a daddy.
But before she can come, the icicle begins to melt in the heat of her tight little cunt.Mytight little cunt. I was her first. I’ll be her last. I’ll be her only.
“No, please,” she begs as her orgasm wanes.
“Beg for it,” I demand as I rise to my knees and pull down my loose sweats. My human cock springs free, hard and ready. Precum leaks from the tip.
“Daddy, I need your cock. Please?” Her voice is breathy and desperate.
She begs so pretty. How could a beast like me resist?