Chapter 2
Nicholas
Iwatched her through the supermarket window, her swollen belly leading her like a compass.
Her trolley overflowed with bloody meat—lamb shanks, ribeyes glistening under the fluorescents, organs packed in their plastic coffins. A few wilted greens languished at the bottom, an afterthought. A pathetic attempt at normalcy.
She wouldn’t need vegetables soon.
Her emerald green top strained over her hips, those heavy breasts swaying as she moved. When she turned, the curve of her stomach caught the light. It was taut, round, and mine. The doctors’ estimates were laughable. This child would come early. Hungry.
And I would be there to deliver it.
A feast awaited me. Not just the afterbirth, although that vintage would be exquisite, but her Ivy. I craved a taste of the young mother. The way she’d writhe when I pinned her down. Her tortured cries, begging me to let her cum on my dick.
Fuck.
She bent over the meat counter. Her top crawled up her back to reveal that spectacular ass rounding in those tight maternity leggings.
Memories of her gasps as my palm cracked against her skin, the blush of her flesh darkening under my grip.
Soon, she’d be strong enough to take me again—to scream into the pillows as I split her open from the inside out.
My fangs ached.
A butcher eyed her from behind the glass, his pulse fluttering. Jealousy? Lust? I marked his face. If he so much as smiled at her, I’d peel his skin off before sunrise.
Ivy straightened, rubbing her lower back with a wince.
Poor darling. She didn’t know yet—the real pain was coming.
And I’d be there to kiss every tear away.
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Colour bloomed on Ivy’s cheeks. I’d watched her through the cameras I’d nestled in her walls.
They were in each room, behind the photo frames and inside the smoke detectors.
Ivy had rampaged in her kitchen as soon as she got home from the supermarket.
Her teeth ripped into the raw lamb, leaving juices dripping down her chin.
Next, it had been the beef short ribs. My girl hadn’t thrown up once.
I peeled back her cotton nightgown, exposing the swell of her stomach.
Mine. Mine. Mine. My ear pressed to her skin, and the sounds inside were a symphony.
The rabbit-quick pulse of her heart, the rush of blood through veins stretched thin, and beneath it was the second heartbeat—a rapid drumbeat of something other than human.
My tongue darted out, tracing the tight curve of her navel. Salt and sweet, just as I remembered. Ivy stirred, a whimper catching in her throat. I pressed a palm to her forehead, pushing a wave of compulsion into her veins.
“Sleep,” I commanded, and her lashes fluttered, then stilled.
Just as I was about to lift my head off her belly, the child jabbed my cheekbone—a possible reaction to my voice.
Was it an elbow? A foot? Or perhaps it was a tiny fist?
“Daddy is here, precious,” I whispered before brushing my lips over the spot where my feisty child booted me.
I should've let her rest.
But the scent of her warm musk and salt, laced with the iron tang of her pregnancy, hit me like a match to kerosene. My cock throbbed, a traitor to my patience.
Enough waiting.
I stripped off the hoodie, and my cheap human disguise was flung into the shadows. Ivy's heat called to me, a beacon. I peeled away her panties like gift wrap, baring her to the moonlight.
“Ivy.” My voice slithered into her dreams, a command wrapped in velvet. “Wake up and remove your shirt.”
She obeyed, but her limbs moved with an unnatural stiffness. The cotton slid up her torso, revealing swollen breasts. The veins beneath her skin were like branches feeding into her nipples. My mouth watered at the thought of tasting Ivy’s blood.
I lounged against the headboard, admiring my work. Her pupils were blown wide, her breath shallow. She was aware but not awake—a doll with a pulse.
Mine to play with.
I dragged a fingertip down her sternum, savouring the goosebumps in its wake.
“Such a good girl,” I purred. “Now ride me. Slow. Let me feel every inch of that cunt milking me.”
She swung her leg over my hip, settling her soft ass on my thighs as she reached for my cock. I frowned at her, wondering why she wasn't following my instructions. I sighed when her fingers wrapped around my cock.
I reached for her breasts, cupping them, watching her face as I began to massage the soft globes of flesh that would feed my child. She arched her back, offering me her tits, but her hands continued to pump the length of my cock.
“Oh, I missed my horny little slut,” I said, slapping her breast, smiling when her breath became choppy.
I slid my fingers between her thighs, noticing a larger patch of red curls. They were damp, and when I probed a little further, her slippery mess coated my fingertips.
“Such a wet little cunt,” I murmured to myself, but she reacted to my words by rubbing her pussy along my hand.
“Ivy? Do you want me to use you like a filthy little slut?”
Her lips parted, and she nodded.
“Do you want me to fuck you in the ass?”
She nodded, rocking her hips faster while toying with my cock.
Fuck it. My soul was damned to hell anyway.
I tore her hands off my dick and set her to the side. I got the lube from her vibrator drawer and went to the bathroom to get a few towels. Her pussy was like a damn sprinkler when I gave her a deep dicking. I spread the towels over the bed and picked up the lube.
“On your hands and knees,” I said as Ivy moved.
I moved behind her and flipped the lid open for the lube.
“Have you had your asshole fucked before, Ivy?”
She nodded her head.
“That’s good. It means that I don't need to hold back,” I mused before I squeezed the lube out, watching it run down her crack and onto her puckered little hole. “Keep your asshole nice and loose for me, baby.”
I massaged the lube around her asshole, pausing to add more lube to my fingers before I pressed the tip of my finger against her opening. My finger slipped in with ease. Her breathing grew heavier.
“Mmmm. Do you like that, Ivy?”
She nodded and began to push back until my finger sunk into her tight ass. I tried my second finger against her hole until her tight muscle caved in. The sight of my fingers stuffed inside her straining asshole made my dick leak on the towel.
“Be a good ass slut and fuck my fingers,” I said, reaching down to toy with her clit.
She began to move, rocking back and forth while I watched her asshole expand and contract.
I started to lube up my cock, knowing I wouldn't last long in her tight little ass.
I gripped her hip before I twisted my fingers inside, immediately feeling her ass tighten around me, but I continued to stretch my fingers out.
“Now, I’m going to place my dick against your hole, Ivy, and I want you to push back,” I said, moving into position.
My girth against her puckered little asshole seemed like an impossible task, but I gripped my dick as she started to push back. That tiny hole began to stretch around my cock.
“Oh, yeah,” I groaned, rolling my head back as her ass swallowed another inch. “Take it nice and slow, Ivy.”
I spread her cheeks apart while she continued to move back and forth at a steady pace.
Once she got to the halfway point, she moved faster.
I squirted more lube on my dick and her ass before I reached around to rub her wet pussy.
When she pushed back and impaled herself on my dick, my patience went out the window.
“You want more, baby?” I said, gripping a handful of her ass cheek before stabbing my cock into her asshole.
Her hair flew in the air, and she wailed as I felt her asshole flutter around me.
“You gonna cum, Ivy?” I asked, circling my fingers around her clit. “You gonna cum with my dick up your ass?
I watched my cock plunder her asshole when I began to thrust balls deep inside her. My ears pricked up when her moans of pleasure turned into pain. I smiled and curled two fingers inside her pussy. Her asshole started to gape as I brutally thrust into her, smacking my pelvis against her ass cheeks.
“Oh, God,” she cried, her back arched as she came on my dick.
Her pussy clamped down on my fingers, and the gush of liquid made me buck against her while her asshole clenched around my cock. My balls tightened, and I roared when I felt the first jet of cum fill her ass.
“Fuck,” I said, clutching her hip, holding her still until I offloaded all my cum inside her ass.
I continued to rub my fingers inside her pussy because it made her ass twitch and clench around my dick. I released her hip to feel her belly to ensure the baby was okay.
Yeah, now that she was on the road to health. I would need to visit her more often.
I might need to bring more towels with me.