Page 214 of His Fated Luna

“More!” Rose demanded.

She jerked her hips out of my grasp and slammed herself against me. My mouth went slack from pure bliss.

“Yesss like that!” Rose closed her eyes in satisfaction, enjoying the pleasure coursing through her.

I cursed. Her breasts jiggled fervently as I watched her reflection in the mirror slam into me again and again. And again. Oh fuck.

The crown of roses in her hair had come undone and petals fell to the floor around us as I began to piston into her, bottoming out.

“Yes! Oh! Yes!” Rose leaned forward some more in ecstasy, allowing me to go deeper.

Soft petals were floating onto her shoulders before falling to the ground as she moved.

“Keep watching yourself,” I instructed. I gave her butt a light slap. “Don’t close your eyes. Look at me fucking your pregnant body.”

And Rose opened her eyes to watch my dark eyes staring at her body as it jerked with my thrusts before my gaze alternated to watch my dick slide in and out of her from behind.

“You seem to like mirrors a lot,” Rose purred, shaking from my rutting.

Her pussy clenching around my cock felt so so good.

“Princess, I like to be able to enjoy both views.”

For emphasis I squeezed her ass before my hands came around to squeeze her bouncing breasts only to have milk leak over my fingers. Some rose petals began to stick against her protruding stomach once they became wet from the sheen of sweat on her skin.

“Fuck,” I cursed and slammed into her. Harder this time.

The dresser rattled, and Rose moaned. I squeezed her breasts harder, flicking her nipples, wet from leaking milk. More rose petals lightly brushed against her body, some sticking some falling.

“Oh, oh, oh, ohhhhhhhhh!” Rose spiraled into her release just as I burst inside of her, hot spurts of my seed filling her.

Once Rose caught her breath, she stood and leaned back into me, eyes going to the mirror again.

We both looked at her in the mirror, her upper half peppered with milk while her thighs were wet from my cum. Fucking perfect. I leaned forward and kissed her cheek.

“I like horny pregnant Rose,” I chuckled against her cheekbone before pulling her into the shower in the bathroom to clean her off. “No more funny business,” I warned and began to wash her body while we stood in the shower cabin naked. “You need to sleep after this.”

Rose shot me a wry smile. “Aiden who loves sex so, so, so much actually saying no?”

I gently kissed my mark on her neck and then pulled her out of the shower. Then wrapped a towel around her.

“I’ve said no before,” I commented in my own defense. “And each time it’s been for your own good.”

“You mean like that time I was in heat?” Rose asked as I helped her into her pajamas, batting her hands away when she tried to put them on herself.

I laughed.

“I wanted to knot inside of you so bad,” I admitted. “But I didn’t because I wanted our first time to be special. Not something done out of a biological need.”

“Is that what you meant?” Rose queried. She now lay next to me in bed as my finger twirled a wet curl around my knuckle. “When you said, ‘not like this’?”

I nodded, kissing the tip of her nose. Rose’s eyelids began to droop shut.

“Sleep, Princess.” I spoke softly against her temple.

“I love you, Aiden.” Rose yawned.

“I love you too, Rose."