Page 72 of Selkie AU: Beyond the Storm

The scowl melted away, replaced with a pleased grin. “Yes. Pregnant. I want to get pregnant.”

Fuuuck. My cock throbbed, urging me to give Milo exactly what he wanted right away. Was this really okay?

“Now, Rowan!” he demanded, ripping the blanket off his sweat-drenched body.

His dick stood up proudly, covered in his slick. So were his inner thighs, and his slit seemed to throb with its own pulse. He whimpered, his eyebrows pinching together as if he were in pain. “Please,” he practically sobbed. “I need it. Please.”

Any remaining self-restraint evaporated as he ran three fingers over his dripping slit before plunging them inside and moaning. “Need you.Hurry.”

I exhaled shakily. “Okay… okay, baby. I’ll give you what you want.”

He smiled and spread his legs wider. Fuck, he was already such a mess. “Now.”

I nodded, moving my body over his, and taking hold of my hard cock as I ran the leaking tip up and down the length of hisslit. He was so fucking wet. His body provided more than enough lubrication.

Milo sobbed. Tears ran down the side of his face. “Give it to me,” he cried in a voice that sounded so desperate and broken.

I could never deny him anything. With no further hesitation, I pushed forward, my cock slipping into his swollen, heated entrance. Every time I’d fucked him before, he’d been so incredibly hot inside, and my dick had felt like it was melting into pure bliss, but this time that was amplified to a point that wasalmosttoo much for me.

He moaned loud and unashamed. Gray, clawed fingertips snapped to my hips and dug into the skin so hard he may have broken it as he used the hold to force me fully inside him, as deep and as fast as possible.

We both groaned. Milo panted and writhed against me, already trying to spur me into action as he basically drooled on himself. He was completely lost to desperate lust, unable to think or speak clearly.

His tight, slick channel pulsed rhythmically around me, and my eyes could have rolled back into my head at how amazing this felt if I hadn’t been so set on watching him.

“Fuck, Milo. You feel so good, baby.”

“More,” he panted. “Need more.”

I gave him more, thrusting slow and deep. His eyes rolled back as he moaned and rocked his hips against me.

“More,” he basically shouted.

I bucked faster, harder, each thrust jolting his body, and still he clawed at my hips as if he still weren’t getting enough. I pulled back as much as he would let me before smacking his hands away so I could grab his ankles, using them to push his legs up to his chest. Then I was plunging back inside him with a quick hard thrust and he clenched around me even tighter than before.

“Yes,” he whined. “More.”

I grunted with every thrust. Moving faster and faster until sweat covered my body as well.

Milo was beyond words, unable to speak beyond “yes” and “more.”

It didn’t take long. His channel clenched and spasmed around me as more slick gushed out of him and his cock shot pulses of cum over his sweaty stomach. I was powerless to stop my own orgasm, slamming as deep as possible as I unloaded inside him.

I never would have thought I had a pregnancy or breeding kink, but knowing my cum was filling his womb and potentially getting him pregnant? I shuddered as another wave of bliss rippled through me. Would he get pregnant from this? When would we know?

Milo smiled up at me, pure bliss and relief on his perfect features. “Mmmn,” he hummed. “So full.”

I pressed my damp forehead against his. Then we shared air as our heated chests heaved and our lips ghosted over each other before connecting.

He was happy and satisfied in my arms. But only for a moment. I hadn’t even fully caught my breath before he was grinding his hips against me again, seeking more.

I didn’t know much about selkie heats, or how long he’d be like this, but I could tell it was going to be a long night.

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Rowan

I couldn’t keep Milo satisfied for long.