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Her whole body keeps quivering, but she’s not cold. Her skin is like mine. Hot to the touch with an almost feverish sheen of sweat from our efforts so far.

The sheets and blanket fall away, useless now as our naked bodies melt into one as she reaches for my cock again.

“If you’re sure,” I tell her, feeling her hands grip me tighter, her legs opening wider.

She smiles before losing herself in another gasp, the tip of my heat stroking her quivering hole just a little, sending shockwaves of pleasure through both of us.

I’ve never been so hard. Never felt so much for another person, and never needed to be inside someone as much as I need to right now.

“I’ll go slowly,” I assure her, clenching my jaw as I feel her hot little pussy, so wet against my cock before it slowly starts to yield to the laws of nature.

She sucks in a breath, lifting herself a little higher, then uses her hands to grip my arms first, and then my shoulders as we both exclaim loudly once I feel the plum sized head of my aching cock enter her for the first time.

I hear myself swearing, and her voice echoing mine. We both laugh but it quickly turns into a groan.

We’re both naked, raw, and fusing together in a way I would never have thought possible if someone else tried to explain it.

“Don’t stop,” Natasha breathes, echoing my thoughts as I feel her tightness clench around me. The heat and wetness from her arousal mixes with the equally hot precome I can feel running freely from my cock.

Even though it’s dark, I can see her eyes and face clearly, looking up into mine. Her lips pucker and I can see her cheeks darkening as she wills herself to take more of me inside her.

“I want you, Michael,” she murmurs.

“Want… You… To…Fuck… Me…” she moans, trailing off as her body jerks when I thrust a little deeper.

Her eyes narrow, as her hands roam here and then there. But one thing stays constant, I’m edging into her. Inching closer to finally claiming her properly.

“I’ll put a baby in you if it’s the last thing I do,” I grunt, and it’s not a warning. She only grips me tighter at my words.

“Yes… A million babies… Oh, Michael…” she gasps louder, and I catch a tear in the moonlight at the corner of her eye.

It’s not a tear of sorrow or pain, but a tear of happiness. Happy in the knowledge she’s not dreaming. That she’s not imagining any of this.

“I want you, and I want your babies,” I groan, as I hit the barrier of her virginity.

“Our babies,” she says, smiling up at me before giving in to her pleasure completely.

She cries out, clawing onto my skin as I push until I feel the barrier break.

I claim her as my woman by pressing my length into her completely.

Growling as I toss my head back, wanting to roar like an animal at the exaltation of the moment.

Her whimpering moans shift to focused grunts as she finds the same new pleasure I’ve discovered deep within her.

Her eyes widen and she murmurs something I don’t catch.

It’s something filthy though, and it only makes me grin as I start to pump into her with a little more force.

“Mine,” I rasp again as she begins to return each stroke of my cock inside her with an equal force of her hips.

The virgin is replaced by the queen, and I can already feel my balls rising. The heat and intensity of my seed yearning to line her womb with our future family.

But I need to see her face. Need to feel her come on my cock first.

Then, and only then can I know I’ve pleasured her fully before claiming her properly.

Chapter Thirteen

Natasha

The sight of Michael fully naked, his massive cock like a fourth limb in the semi-darkness is enough to send me practically leaping onto him.

So much for the shy girl. The one who was worried about her size, shape, or what he must think of her.

There’s no denying the chemistry between us a second longer as I feel my own nakedness pressed tight and hot against his.

Something inside me shifts, breaking off before it drifts away.

The old me. My old life.

Every fear, regret, and hopeful dream I had that only ever came to nothing is instantly resolved.

Healed by the touch and embrace, the strength and power of the man I know I love before I hear myself whisper it under my breath as he fills me.

A love that will last a lifetime. Not just while we’re in bed or on this train.

At first, I try my hand and body at taking the lead. Trying in vain to straddle Michael’s huge body as well as his monstrous cock.

I shiver at the idea of him inside me, but not because I’m afraid or even worried.

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