Chapter 2
The house was quiet except for the soft sound of Amelia’s breathing.
She had fallen asleep quickly, tucked against my chest with my cock still nestled inside her cum-filled pussy.
Her body was warm and pliant, trusting in a way that made something dark and possessive twist in my gut.
She had asked for this. Begged for it, really, with that too-innocent look in her eyes.
I lay there for a while, just savoring the feeling of her wrapped around me.
But sometime deep in the night, I woke up rock hard again, my hips twitching instinctively.
Amelia was still out cold, lips parted softly, one leg draped over mine.
My cum from earlier had leaked a little down her thigh, but most of it was still deep where it belonged.
You can fuck me while I sleep… so we don’t lose any time.
Her own words echoed in my head as I rolled her gently onto her back. She murmured something incoherent but didn’t wake, her body limp and yielding. Perfect.
I spread her legs wider, careful not to jolt her awake.
Her pussy was still slick — a messy mix of her arousal and my earlier load.
I rubbed the head of my cock along her slit, coating myself, then pushed in slowly, inch by inch, until I was buried to the hilt again.
She let out a soft, sleepy whimper, her walls fluttering around me even in her dreams, but her eyes stayed closed.
“Such a good girl,” I whispered against her ear as I started to move. Long, deep strokes — not rough, but deliberate. I wanted her to feel it even if she stayed asleep. “Taking Daddy’s cock so well while you dream. This is what you were made for.”
Her breathing hitched, but she remained lost in sleep, body responding instinctively.
Her pussy grew wetter with every thrust, gripping me tighter.
I hooked her legs over my arms and leaned in deeper, grinding against her cervix with each stroke.
The wet, obscene sounds of my cock sliding through our combined mess filled the dark room.
I kept my pace steady, savoring every second of using her like this — my perfect little breeding toy, warm and open for me whenever I wanted.
“Gonna fill you again,” I growled quietly, lips brushing her neck.
“Keep this womb nice and full until it takes. You’re going to wake up leaking my cum and know exactly who owns you now. ”
The thought pushed me over the edge. I buried myself deep and came hard, pumping another thick load straight into her sleeping body.
Pulse after pulse, I flooded her, making sure it stayed deep.
When I finally pulled out, I used my fingers to push the excess back inside her, then gently closed her legs and pulled the blanket over us.
Amelia sighed softly in her sleep and curled into me again, none the wiser — except for the fresh warmth I’d left inside her.
I kissed the top of her head and drifted back off with my hand possessively cupping her lower belly, already imagining it starting to swell.