Page 35 of Hades

I nestled deeper into the mattress, wiggling underneath him. He guided my legs to lock around him, pressing the throbbing bulge of his cock even harder to my pussy.

“Tarzan and Keely are looking after Mia and Casey,” I said. “We have plenty of time to make a baby.”

Simon groaned, cradling my tits in his hands as he kissed me. I grinned against his lips, looping my arms around his neck. Closing his eyes, he buried his face in my neck, slipping one hand between my thighs. A wrecked sound tore from my throat when the rough, callused pads of his fingertips stroked my clit.

“I can’t wait to see you pregnant again, honey,” Simon rasped. “Carrying our little one in your belly. That special glow in your eyes when you talk about them.”

He slid two fingers inside me, curling upward until I whimpered.

“And the hormones,” he added. “You’re so fucking sensitive and you orgasm so hard when those pregnancy hormones are going wild.”

A rush of heat flooded between my thighs at the thought. I pushed my hips up into Simon’s hand, fucking myself desperately on his fingers. He rumbled his approval into the curve of my neck. I could feel his wicked little smile as he licked and pinched at my pulse.

I shoved at the waistband of his sweatpants, digging my nails into the firm muscle of his ass, pulling him tighter against me.

“For God’s sake, Simon, just fill me up already, please,” I begged.

He chuckled and worked his sweatpants down further to free his cock. I wrapped my hand around it instantly, my fresh lilac nail polish pale and feminine against the raging masculinity of his erection.

Simon hooked his forearms behind my thighs, pushing my knees up to my chest. I guided his length through my slickness, coating his length, then slotted the tip at my entrance.

“Eyes on me, honey,” he said, his voice deliciously low and rough.

I dragged my gaze away from the beautiful sight of his thick, hard cock, and I looked up into his face. He covered my body with his, bringing his mouth so close to kissing, and he slowly sank into my pussy, inch by hot, searing, perfect inch.

A gleam of possessive hunger sparked in Simon’s eyes, watching the pleasure morph across my face. My lips parted, my breath caught in my throat. When he was fully sheathed inside me, he circled and rolled his hips, sending sparks of ecstasy flooding through every nerve until I was trembling.

“My woman, my wife, the mother of my children,” Simon said, punctuating each word with a dragging thrust that made my eyes roll back in my head. “This is where you belong, sweetheart. In my arms. Taking my cock like it was made for you.”

My nipples grazed the firm muscles of his chest and the weight of his balls pressed against my ass every time he plunged deep. I curled my fingers around the back of Simon’s neck, pulling him down to kiss him. His mouth crashed against mine, devouring, his hunger for me impossible to satisfy, even now after so many years together.

“I need you deeper,” I said, breathless, pressing my forehead to his. “I need you to make me forget why I would ever dream of leaving you in the first place.”

A muscle pulsed in Simon’s jaw. Pinning my wrists above my head with one hand, he smoothed his other palm down my body, squeezing my breasts, caressing the juicy curve of my hip. Then he settled his palm on my lower belly, skimming his thumb over the hood of my clit.

He started pumping faster, harder. His abs flexed with every thrust, obliques standing out in stark relief. Power coursed through him, driven by the primal desire to breed. My walls fluttered at the onslaught of pleasure, overwhelmed by Simon’s steady relentless pressure on my clit.

My orgasm swelled, too much, too good. My thighs were shaking and my nails raked down Simon’s torso in vivid dark marks.

“Yes, yes, oh my God, Simon—” I whined.

He covered my hand against my chest, holding me in place.

“That’s it, honey. Fall apart for me. You’re so fucking gorgeous, creaming all over my cock like this. Come on, mi amor. Show me how much you want my baby in your belly and milk me dry.”

His name tore from my throat as I shattered, muscles seizing, cresting a wave of blinding ecstasy. Simon kept going, snapping his hips through every squeeze of my walls.

Without warning, he pulled out, and my pussy grasped at nothing but emptiness. I whimpered, still shaking with tremors after I came.

“Don’t worry, honey. I’m not done with you yet.”

Simon tugged on my ankles, rolling me onto my stomach. Using my hips for leverage, he angled my ass off the bed, knees on the floor. With my arms stretched out in front of me, clutching the sheets, cool air breezed over my exposed, soaked pussy.

Simon gave an appreciative growl as he kneaded my plump ass, trailing his palm along the curve of my spine. The blunt head of his cock nudged at my entrance again.

“Deep breath, mi amor,” he said.

I did as he instructed, and just as my lungs were filled with oxygen, he buried his cock balls-deep in one powerful thrust of pleasure that made me shiver.