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TRISTAN

As soon as we step over the threshold of our bedroom, I’m pressing her against the opposite wall.

Dropping my mouth to her shoulder, my voice is low as I speak to her.

“I’ve thought about having you naked and beneath me most of the day.

I know you’ve not been feeling the best, so I need to know what you’re into tonight. ”

Her eyebrows rise. “No matter how sick I am, I always want you.”

Running my knuckles across her cheek, I dip down and whisper. “Doesn’t matter to me either way. My cock always wants you, too.”

“Okay.” She nods, swallowing roughly. “I respect that.”

“Thanks, because I’m about to totally disrespect you.”

She snorts, but it turns into a moan as I reach around and grip her neck, not hard, just enough so that she knows I’m there. Tonight I feel like making a claim on her. So much of her is given to the people of Haldonia, and tonight, I need to know she’s mine. “Tristan…”

“Too much?” I question, ready to reel it back in if need be.

“Just enough, but I want out of these clothes, and I know you do too.”

She’s right. I turn her around and hitch her up so that she can wrap her legs around my waist. It’s hard, since her belly is slightly in the way, but I make it work.

Walking us back to the bedroom, I set her down, and then before I know it, we’re both naked.

Slow-rolling over to her, I hook my hand around her waist and pull her in for a kiss.

Our tongues tangle, our breath mingles, and I shove my fingers through her hair, holding her tightly to me.

We tumble onto the bed, and I press myself up into a push-up over her, making sure to keep my belly off hers. Pulling my mouth back from hers, I drop it down to her nipple, worrying the hard nub with my lips and teeth. She moans, digging her nails into my flesh.

“That feels so good, Tris.”

I groan my agreement and hold the base of my cock in my hand, rubbing the head of it against the hood of her clit.

She’s wet and getting wetter by the second as I replace the head with my fingers.

She’s tight as fuck, as she always is for me.

I use my fingers to stretch her, preparing for my invasion.

We writhe against one another, trying to quench the thirst between us. Her hand slips down my stomach, grabbing hold of my cock, jacking it up and down. “Holy fuck.” I tilt my head back as her hand works me. “I hope you’re as ready for me as I am for you.”

“I am,” she moans, her wetness coating my fingers. Since she got pregnant, she’s been ready for me at all times.

She follows me with her grip as I pop off the bed with one leg, ready to get enough leverage. When I do, she grabs hold of my thighs and pulls me to her.

Together, we work my cock inside her, moaning as I slide fully in.

It’s on from here. We’re thrusting and moving against one another, rubbing parts of our body.

Her fingers rake the skin of my chest, I use my fingers to tighten the nub of her breast. Her mouth opens as I lean down and take that nub in my teeth, yanking as hard as I dare.

“Fucking hell, Tris,” she pants, her legs falling further open. “You keep doing that, I’m going to come, and I’m going to come quick.”

I take that as a personal challenge. With a one-track mind, I continue doing just that as her pussy tightens around my cock. Out of nowhere, she grabs hold of my hair and yanks as she comes in rolling waves. That’s all I need to fly over the edge with her.

As we’re trying to get our breath back, she nuzzles against my chest. “I don’t know what got into you, but I’d like it more often.”

I laugh. “Me neither, but sometimes I need you more than I need my next breath.”

She closes her eyes and tilts her forehead to mine. This is everything I need in my life, right here.