Page 77 of Selkie AU: Beyond the Storm

I hadn’t recovered before Rowan’s cock was pressing into my slit.

So full. I was so fucking full.Sweet relief.

“A dildo in your ass and a cock in your pussy,” Rowan groaned.

I whimpered.

Then he was fucking me, his hands gripping my hips roughly as he took complete control of my body, exactly the way I wanted him to.

Good. Yes. Fuck. I was so so full. I never wanted this to end.

The blankets beneath my face were wet with tears and spit, but I didn’t care. Couldn’t. There was no room for caring about anything. No room for thoughts. I was too full.

He moved faster, harder.Bliss. I was shoved forward by his thrusts and dragged back by his hands. It was perfect. It was the best I’d ever felt. Surrounded by my nest. My scent and his. Ours. My mate filling me up. His big cock promising to fill my womb with every thrust.

My body spasmed again, clenching around his dick and the dildo in the strongest climax I’d ever had. Rowan groaned, thrusting faster, once, twice, and then slamming deep as his cum filled me up.

I sobbed in relief.

Then I felt it. A small feeling deep inside me, expanding. Relief unlike any I’d felt so far, and I knew right away. He’d done it. I was pregnant.

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“I’m pregnant,” Milo said as I collapsed onto the blankets beside him. I’d been hoping he’d be satisfied enough for me to get a little bit of sleep. I didn’t at all anticipatethatto be what he said next.

My mouth ran dry. “Y-you… you can tell?”

He nodded, a wide smile spreading across his heated face. “Yes. I can feel it. I’m pregnant. We’re going to have a pup.”

A pup. A baby. He was pregnant with our baby. My mind spun. My chest tightened and suddenly I was crying, overwhelmed with a happiness far greater than I could ever have expected. Our pup. Our baby. Our family.

In only a few short weeks, Milo had given me an entire life, and I’d never had more to live for than I did right now.

I pulled him into me. His arms wrapped around me.

I was overwhelmed with love, with gratitude. My heart was full. I’d never know what I did to deserve him, but I’d spend the rest of my life making sure I was worthy of keeping him. Of being the best mate and father I could be.

My fingers traced over damp skin to his jaw, tilting it up to steal his lips. A kiss, sweet and long. A promise shared and accepted. I wanted to remember this moment for the rest of what I hoped to be a very long life with him.

Then I just held him, and he held me. And nothing else mattered but what was here inside this little nest with us.

When I slept this time, it was deep, and it was peaceful.

I woke to Milo huffing and humming beside me. My heavy eyes opened to see him fucking himself with the dildo.

“Still in heat, little hurricane?” I asked, my voice deep with residual sleep.

He hummed. “I think… a bit. It’s not the same as before.”

I wanted to help him, but as if it knew its job was done, my cock firmly decided it wanted to stay asleep.

“Want my mouth?” I asked with a yawn. “Or my ass?”

His head snapped to me in surprise. “Y-your ass? I can fuck you?”

“If you want to. Won’t be able to get me pregnant, though,” I huffed.