13. Malakai
Malakai
Lili lays spread out like my own personal feast. She’s so fucking gorgeous. Pink-tipped breasts full and sweet, begging for me to taste them. The military-grade cot is hardly big enough for one, much less the two of us, but it’s engineered to hold both our weight and then some, if not comfortably.
We’ll have the next fifty years to sleep in comfortable beds, God willing. Right now, what matters is that I have her alone.
Naked, and all alone. No one will be opening the safe room door until the threat is neutralized. That will take hours. As long as we’re in here, we won’t be disturbed.
I loom over my bride, forcing her to scoot back on the makeshift bed. She curls one hand around the back of my neck. “I want to, Mal, but I’m scared. You’re so big.”
I chuckle and press a reassuring kiss to her lips. Letting her taste herself on me. “I’ll take good care of my little princess. You can trust me.”
“I know,” she sighs. “I just don’t want it to hurt.”
“It won’t.” I stretch my hand down between us and delve into her slick, swollen folds.
Once that thin barrier is dispensed with I can enjoy her all I want, but this first time, I need to go slow.
Carefully but firmly, I push two fingers inside her tight passage.
She whimpers, caught somewhere between pain and pleasure.
I kiss her lips, then down the column of her slender throat, inhaling the scent of her skin.
A sweet fragrance clings to her. She’s pure sugar and I’m a kid in a candy store. I want to gorge my senses on her.
I break the barrier with my blunt fingers, feeling her body tense before giving way. I swallow her gasp of surprise. “That wasn’t so bad.” Shyly, she tucks a strand of blond hair behind her ear. A blush stains her cheeks. She’s so fucking adorable I can hardly stand it.
I replace my fingertips with the rounded head of my cock. Lili’s eyes flare wide. “You can take me, baby. I know you can do this.”
She’s so fucking wet for me. If I hadn’t come in her mouth already, I’d be spilling right now, before even getting inside her. That’s not going to happen. I’ve waited too long for this. She is so fucking tight.
I push my way relentlessly into her velvety passage. Her tight little cunt clings to me, squeezing. Her body tenses. Lili whimpers.
“Shh, you’re doing wonderfully,” I tell her. I’ll be gentle—at first. But that won’t last for long. I withdraw fractionally and push forward again with steady pressure, breathing hard as I try to keep her calm. “Talk me through it, Lili. How do you feel?”
“Good,” she moans breathily. “So good, Mal.”
I squeeze her breast and capture her lips with mine, thrusting hard and seating myself fully within her. “Come for me, princess. Be a good girl and come on my cock.”
Her hands twine through my hair, tugging.
I somehow slip my arm beneath one leg, hooking the back of her knee around my elbow and pushing her farther back on the tiny cot.
Braced on top of her like this, I can smell her wet pussy, feel her milking me with every stroke, hear her calling my name—“Oh, Mal—that’s so good—Mal, fuck, please—”
I thrust so deep inside her that I can’t go any farther. She clenches around me, her pussy squeezing me as she comes. I unload without a single thought to consequences, filling her with my cum.
“I’m going to fill this pussy with my cum,” I grit out, following her over the edge into bliss.
Her blue eyes widen with shock.
I never thought to ask if she’s using birth control.
If she was, she won’t be for much longer.
I’m already hard again, just thinking about the idea.
Liliviere
I can’t believe we never discussed babies.
“I—will you be okay with having more children?” I ask tentatively. “I assumed we would, eventually, but your sons are grown. I should have asked if you wanted them.”
Mal cuts me off with a fierce kiss. “We can have as many babies as you want. Starting now.”
He moves again, and I realize he hasn’t lost his erection. Our creamy stickiness coats my thighs. “I’m going to keep filling you with my cum, pretty princess. You’re my queen now. I want heirs with you.”
“But Kenton already hates me.” I barely met Zarek, but I didn’t get the impression that he was any more enthusiastic about our whirlwind wedding. Maybe slightly less bitter and resentful about it, but still not exactly a fan.
“What they think doesn’t matter. I love you, Lili. I’m not holding back. Let me give you this.”
I want him to breed me so badly. I have longed for a family of my own for so long.
“Fill me, Mal. I want your child.” He withdraws long enough to turn me onto my stomach and pull my hips back, thrusting into me a different way.
It’s not dignified to be on all fours, but when he swats my ass, I don’t care.
The sting fades into a delicious warmth.
He sets a relentless pace, his thick cock making me wild again. I shatter around him.
Malakai lays down and pulls me across his thighs.
“Ride me,” he commands. I’m spent and aching, sore deep in my belly, yet I can’t resist his cock.
I sink down over his hard length. He looks at me with banked fire burning in his green eyes.
I lift my hair and let it fall down in waves. He rolls my breasts and groans.
“You’re so fucking perfect, Lili. Come on my cock one more time and I’ll let you rest. It’s been a long day.”
I can’t believe that yesterday morning, I was barely aware this man existed.
I rock my hips, taking as much of him as I can.
Instinctively, I reach down and stroke my clit.
His gaze follows me there. It takes time, but together, we drag one more climax out of my exhausted body.
Only then does he allow himself to come, flooding my pussy with more cum.
Afterward, I fall asleep cradled in his muscular arms with his shoulder serving as my pillow. Safe. Protected.
Home.