Epilogue
Will
Five Years Later
Her eyes close, teeth clenched over her bottom lip as I pump hard into her, slamming my hips until we’re fully connected. Damn, Melanie’s body is made for me, and no one can tell me otherwise. Five years together, and we still fit like a glove. My hands flex on her hips, gripping them firmly, holding her down as I drill her pussy. Every time I mark my territory, I want to do it again. My poor wife has no idea how obsessed I am with her. All these years, and I’m just as nuts as I was when I first realized I loved her—if not more.
“Come for me. Let me feel that tight pussy clench around my big cock. Squeeze me dry, and then come all over and soak me.”
“Fuck. Breed me, Will,” she shouts, gripping my biceps and digging her nails into me. “I want your babies. Fill me up, now.”
I growl, pumping faster, spurred on by her words. I’ve been aching to get her pregnant, wanting everyone to see that she’s mine in all ways. “I’m gonna come in your tight little hole until you’re swollen with my boys, my raven. Be careful what you ask for.”
“I’ve been off birth control for a month, Mr. Steele. Do your worst.”
I punish her womb, fucking her pussy rough, going out of control like a fucking savage. Her moans drive me on. I’ve never been more aroused as I fuck my wife. We both lose our minds until I empty my seed inside her.
“Fuck, I’m coming, Melanie.”
“That’s it. Breed me.” My big cock rams her, beating that hole until I’ve got nothing left. She cries out, screaming my name, nails digging into my back as she clings to my body.
“Thank you, baby.”
“No, thank you. That was wonderful, Will.” She sighs. “I can’t believe how wild you got today.”
“The thought of you having my baby just set me off.” I chuckle and then attack her neck, kissing her before pinning her for another round.
“Will, I’ll be pregnant in no time.” She giggles.
“Good,” I answer with a deep thrust.