Page 9 of When She Wishes (Risdaverse)

Chapter

Nine

PAYTON

I t takes some finagling to get our clothes off, because everything I do is awkward with my advancing pregnancy. Bodhrri helps me along, and then I sprawl on the pillows, admiring, as he stands up and strips off his clothing. I've seen him naked repeatedly in the past month, and I never tire of the sight of his lean, furred body, the big arms and shoulders, and the tapered waist that leads down to the most impressive cock I've ever put my mouth on. Does he look all that human? Less and less to me with every day. Does it matter to me? Not in the slightest.

Our children won't be completely human, either, and I love them with all my heart and soul already.

Bodhrri settles his long body next to mine, stroking his fingers over my bare skin. His gaze is admiring and makes me feel gorgeous. Doesn't matter the stretch marks or the swelling feet or the fact that my boobs have grown exponentially. He looks at me as if I'm the most delicious dessert that he can't wait to devour. "Tell me how to do this," he says. "What way is comfortable for you?"

"All fours, I think," and I can't resist reaching for his cock again, just because it juts out as if it's dying to be petted a little more. "And some pillows to support my belly."

He groans, pumping into my hand once, and then pulls away. The kiss he gives me is hungry and savage, and then he's crawling around on the blankets, gathering the pillows closer. He holds a hand out to me and with his help, I get on hands and knees, and then he's carefully tucking pillows under me, taking the weight off my middle. "Better?"

I nod, supported on a small mountain of pillows. I imagine myself more like the snow capping Mount Fiji instead of a sexy woman waiting for her lover to cover her, but I know Bodhrri doesn't care. I can see the heat in his eyes.

"I like you this way," he purrs, and he moves towards my backside, his hand trailing over my hip. "Look at these flanks in the air for me. So plump and perfect and just begging for my mouth to be between them."

I bite down on my knuckle, stifling a whimper at the thought.

"Just a taste," he says to me. "Then I'll be inside you."

As if I'm going to protest? No, please, don't lick my needy pussy? A hungry sound rips free from my throat as he lowers his head and his tongue strokes through my crease from behind. I clutch the pillow closest to me as a lifeline as he buries his face between my legs and hungrily laps at me. His tongue is ever so slightly raspy, sending my nerve endings into overdrive, and I squeal aloud with every dip into my core. "Now, please," I manage. "Want you inside me. Now."

Bodhrri's hands move over my hips hungrily, but he gives my backside one last quick kiss and then straightens. He steps between my spread thighs, and I can feel his big body adjusting against mine. He drags his cock over my backside, teasing the tip over my sensitive skin and making me wild with need. I all but come up off the pillows when he finally settles himself against the entrance to my body, notching his cock at my opening and then pressing in ever so slightly. "Is this what you want?"

" Yes ."

He pushes in, just a bit more. "And now?"

I moan like a starving woman. "Keep going."

He chuckles, and the sound makes my toes curl with delight. Then he presses in deeper, stretching me around him, and I lose my breath entirely. It's been so long since I've had sex that I've forgotten how good it can feel when a big cock invades your body. My hands draw into fists as if I can somehow fight the onslaught of sensations as he sinks in. Breathing? Forget it. I'll breathe when I'm dead. Right now everything in me needs to focus on how good he feels.

Bodhrri sighs with bone-deep contentment and strokes a hand over my lower back. "You feel so good. Still comfortable?"

I manage a nod, little shockwaves pulsing through my body with every twitch he makes. "Feels amazing, Bodhrri."

"Can I move?" He gives his hips a little surge to punctuate his question.

My tongue nearly glues itself to the roof of my mouth. "Yes. Do it."

He chuckles at my insistence, but that chuckle turns into a hiss when he draws back and plunges in, sinking deeper. Then there's not much chatting as we struggle to find a rhythm. Or at least, I do. My movements feel awkward and ungainly, and so I'm grateful when he pins my hips and holds me in place as he fucks the daylights out of me. Bodhrri moves over me, hammering into my body with his cock and driving home, and I've never felt anything so good. I whine with each stroke, until I sound as if I'm a scratched vinyl record stuck in the same place, skipping over and over again.

I lose myself in the sensations for a time, but when my knees start to hurt, I decide to help things along. I lean on my front, my hand stealing to my breast. My nipples have been incredibly sensitive since getting pregnant, and just touching one makes my entire body clench up. "Oh god."

Bodhrri makes a pained sound over me, as if he feels my cunt squeeze around his cock. His movements speed up, and his purring changes to a low, delicious growl. I keep teasing my nipple as the tension builds, and then I'm climaxing around him, every muscle in my body locked in an earth-rending orgasm that seems to go on forever. Bodhrri's growls become stronger and his thrusts harder as he seeks his own release.

Then he's coming, and his big body quakes against mine, his fingers digging into my hips as he pins me in place. My name is a wheezed pair of syllables before he makes a guttural sound and shudders. He's careful not to fall over me, his hands stroking my hips with little touches over and over again while we both come down.

"I need to roll over," I tell him, panting.

He pulls from my body immediately, and I want to protest at the sudden bereft feeling. I liked being filled up by him. But then he's helping me get comfortable on pillows and tucking the biggest ones against my side so my belly is supported. His fingers move over me, caressing, and Bodhrri looks me over with a mixture of pride and contentment. "Wait here. I'll get wet towels."

"I'll be here," I joke, because I don't think I could get up even if I wanted to. My bones are noodles in the best way.

Bodhrri dumps the carafe of water onto one of the cloth napkins he brought out and cleans me gently, then cleans himself off. He tosses it into the grass once he's done and then flops onto his back next to me in the nest of pillows, his fur sticking to my slightly sweaty skin. "That was amazing, just so you know."

"I'm pretty happy with how it turned out," I agree, lifting my hand towards his. He snags my fingers and twines his with mine, and my joy feels as if it's going to bubble over. I gaze up at the night sky, catching my breath, and notice the stars are out now. "Look up."

As I say it, a star shoots across the glittering sky, full of planets and rings and nebulas and all kinds of colors you wouldn't see back on Earth. We both exclaim at the same time, pointing.

"Make a wish," Bodhrri says.

That's an easy one. "I wish for all of our moments to be as good as this one."

"They will be," he says, all confidence.

I think he's right.