Page 213 of His Fated Luna

Rose yawned again. She really was tired, no matter how much she tried to deny it. Looking at me innocently, she pulled her hair to one side, exposing my mark. She knew that always got me hot. I narrowed my eyes on her.

“Help me change.” Rose looked up at me with wide innocent eyes. I raised an eyebrow. Was she really too tired to do this herself?

"Unzip me?" Rose asked softly, standing and turning her back to me expectantly, hair still swept to one side. .

I eyed the smooth expanse of peaches and cream skin exposed from the deep scoop of the back of her dress. With a resigned sigh, I got to work deciding I wouldn’t let her win out. I could and would control myself.

But in retrospect, I really should have known by now when Rose wanted to seduce me, she usually wonin the end.

With shaking hands, I reached for the zip on the back of her dress only to have Rose lean into me. She smiled knowingly when she felt my arousal poke her from behind. I cursed when she shimmied that perfect ass of hers against my cock.

“You need to get some sleep,” I grit out, hands automatically wrapping around her torso, enjoying the feel of her generous hips, and the softness of her satin dress clad form emanating body heat against my fingertips.

“Bite me.” Her pleading was my undoing. And maybe it would get her to finally go to sleep?

“Ah…ahhhh.” Rose’s voice was a throaty timbre as my tongue swirled around her mark before letting my canines puncture her skin.

It made my skin buzz with want, making my erection, already digging into her backside, even harder. Her hand came up to fist the hair above my temple. I kept kissing and sucking on her neck, hoping it’d be enough for her. But it wasn’t. If anything, it seemed to revitalize her.

“I’m so hot for you,” Rose said breathily once my canines retracted and lips began to work their way across her shoulder. “I’m knocked up with your child and begging for more,” she teased and wiggled her bottom. “Are you really going to keep me unsatisfied?”

“Ah fuck,” I muttered, giving in. We would go slow…and I’d be gentle.

“You asked for it,” I said under my breath.

Rose smirked in triumph.

“Watch yourself,” I said gruffly, inclining my head towards the mirror that was conveniently long enough to show my fingers trailing over her belly to rest against the satin over the triangle between her legs.

Rose moaned, leaning forward, hands flat against the dresser table to spread her legs enough for me. Her pajamas on the table fell to the floor. I tugged at her dress, pulling it down and springing her full breasts open, exposing them to my eyes. My hands went around to cup them, to squeeze them. I sucked in a breath.

“Look,” I instructed again and Rose’s eyes widened as a little bit of milk leaked across my fingers.

“Sorry,” Rose squeaked out. “The doctor said that I might start leaking.”

“Rose, don’t be sorry about producing milk for our baby.” I kissed the side of her neck. Letting my hands massage herbreasts. “Maybe I’ll have a taste one day too,” I teased into her ear.

It was the first time Rose blushed ever since she got her memory back. Oh, how I enjoyed it. I unzipped her dress, letting it pool at her feet. Her stomach was bigger, rounder and it made me want her more.

“Fuck, you’re growing my pup inside of you and it turns me on,” I moaned against her ear.

“Please,” Rose begged, widening her stance further. I angled myself to enter her from behind.

“Watch me fuck you,” I growled. And looked in the mirror to see Rose’s breasts bounce and belly move on every thrust. “You need to let me know if I need to slow down,” I panted.

“It’s fine. I need you to fuck me harder,” Rose breathily demanded.

She tried meeting my thrusts, tried slamming against me but I held her hips still, trying to go slow. I was afraid I might hurt the baby.

“Goddess, Aiden, if sex wouldn’t have been advisable at this time, the doctor would have told us!” Rose panted, moving her hips impatiently. “Aiden, please! This isn’t going to work unless you fuck me hard.”

“I’ve got you,” I assured softly. My fingers found her clit and began to move.

“Aiden” —Rose bit out— “I love you but if you don’t hammer into me like I know you want to, I’m going to kill you.”

She slammed her palm on the dresser for emphasis.

I chuckled, picking up the pace but only slightly. She’d gotten used to a harder rhythm.