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I went to see her, to marvel at the warmth of her gentle beauty as she slept, but my legs moved without my intent, drawn to her like a magnet, until my feet were planted firmly at the side of her bed. Bending down and kissing her was the highlight of my day, and it was so much easier to do without her big brown eyes staring up at me, kicking down the last brick holding up the wall around my heart.

She’d recovered well from the drowning incident, and we just had to focus on her health in relation to the pregnancy. I hired a midwife to come in biweekly to check on her. The woman came highly recommended, and I wanted what was best for the baby and Belle, not that I enjoyed admitting that, even to myself.

I’d also ordered her to stay on bed rest and hired a specialty chef to prepare all her meals. I made sure she had everything she needed within a hundred feet of her. She was being pampered so that she could just focus all her energy on growing my baby.

Of course, Belle fought me tooth and nail about the bed rest thing. But I was holding firm. I didn’t want her roaming around the castle, especially at night. It was dangerous, and she could get hurt.

Nothing would jeopardize my plans. She needed to have a safe pregnancy.

I hushed through the hallways of the castle, my bare feet stepping lightly on the cold stone surfaces as I made my way to her suite, once again. The silver claw moon sat idle in the cloudless black sky, its light beaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows. I should be in my bed now, resting, or doing anything other than being a creep. But I couldn’t help myself. My mind wouldn’t rest unless I saw her. I crept to the entrance of Belle’s wing and slipped inside. I once again told myself that I was just going to look at her, even though I already knew that wasn’t the truth. I would end up with my lips pressed to hers. I craved it too much to resist.

But when I pushed open the door to the bedroom, the bed was empty.

Frowning, I looked around the suite, hoping that she hadn’t disobeyed me and left her wing. Light shining from beneath the bathroom door led me that way. I opened the door, shocked to find her in the bathtub. She looked at me with wide eyes, her mouth slightly agape, and I knew she didn't expect me to interrupt.

“Who takes a bath at one in the morning?” I asked, taking a step inside the bathroom without thinking about it.

“Does the time really matter when I’m stuck in here for all eternity?”

I smirked, liking her sass. “I guess not.”

My gaze fell to the bubbles on the surface of the water, the way they played hide-and-seek with her pretty little nipples with every small movement of the water. My cock turned to steel in my pants, and I licked my lips. I hadn’t touched her sexually in over a month, since the night we discovered she was pregnant. Knowing she was naked in the tub was breaking me.

She could tell. Belle looked up at me with those innocent eyes and bit her bottom lip. A jolt of lust burned through me, and my feet carried me to the tub. Bending over her, I tilted her chin up and pressed a searing kiss to her lips.

She parted for me, opening her mouth so I could slip my tongue inside. She was so eager, tangling her tongue with mine and moaning into my mouth as I reached down to pinch one of those tight little buds between my fingers.

Need pulsed through me, and I lifted her out of the tub, not caring about the trail of water as I carried into the bedroom. I put her on her feet just long enough to dry her off, and her hands went to my bare chest. Fuck, did it feel good? I had no intentions of fucking her tonight, but the thought of stroking my cock to her naked body while she slept peacefully wasn’t enough anymore. I needed to stretch her tight pussy out and feel her walls contracting around my shaft.

I stripped off the rest of my clothing and tumbled onto the bed with her. My hands roamed freely, and she shuddered when my fingers slipped between her slick folds.

I pressed kisses to her neck and rolled us so that I was flat on my back with her on top of me. Her legs parted, so that she was straddling me, her warm pussy rubbing against the underside of my cock. Belle sat up, and I couldn’t help thinking that she was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. The wetness in her hair made it cling to her shoulders, creating a wild halo of curls. A rosy hue colored her skin, and her breasts had swollen with the effects of her pregnancy. I wanted to see them bounce up and down while we fucked.

This would be the first time we had sex face-to-face, and I wanted it more than anything. I wanted to watch her get fucked.

My hands went to her hips, and I pulled her up my body a little so that I could position her just right. Belle lost her balance, her hands landing on my chest as she looked down into my eyes.

“You’re going to ride me, Belle. I want to see you take pleasure from my cock.”

As I spoke, I reached down between us and gripped my erection, holding up for her to sink down onto.

“Do it now,” I commanded, longing making my voice hoarse. “Fuck me.”

She held my eyes as she took every inch inside of her. I could see the pleasure on her face. Her eyes were darker than usual, and she pulled in a shuddering breath when she’d taken me in all the way. Her hips grounded down, and I groaned.

Belle was so damn tight and wet. I lost myself in the electric currents of pleasure that shot through my entire body. But I didn’t look away. I watched closely as she found a rhythm, lifting herself up off my cock until only the tip remained inside of her. Then she slammed down on a rough exhale. Over and over again.

“That’s it, Belle. Take your pleasure from me. Let me see it.”

And it was definitely something to see. I could read every emotion that passed over her face. I knew when she was close to coming. Her movements got rougher, and a deep crease appeared on her forehead as she furrowed her brow.

Sweat slicked our bodies, and I thrust up on each downward stroke from her. She cried out loud each time, and the sound was enough to send me spiraling. My hold on her hips tightened, and every muscle I had pulled tight as I felt my orgasm crash over me. I came hard, gasping as Belle’s climax hit and she cried my name.

It was so damn good, and I had to take a few minutes to catch my breath. Belle collapsed onto my chest, her wet hair tickling the skin of my neck.

Everything felt right for just a moment, and it was so tempting to let myself bask in that for a while. But the familiar wallpaper in this room was a harsh reminder of where I was. I shifted our position so that Belle was on her side next to me. Pulling out of her, I pressed a kiss to her forehead. Her eyelids were already heavy, and I knew she’d be asleep soon. According to my research, fatigue was common during the first trimester.

I sat up and scooted to the edge of the bed. Just before I stood up, her small hand circled my wrist.

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