Page 52 of Expecting in Oceans


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“Hmm. Maybe the same thing you’ve given me yesterday, and the day before, and the day before that?”

“That is?”

Istil pushed his hands up through the vines behind his head and gripped them tightly. I could feel his cock pulsing through his robes against mine.

“I need you to make me come,” he murmured.

“I can do that,” I replied.

It was incredibly satisfying to see how his expression changed as I rubbed my fingers across his erection and traced the shape of his swollen head through his robes. The way his eyes fluttered back and his lips parted into a silent groan, and the color flushed into his pale cheeks.

I pulled the front of his robe open so his bare chest and belly were exposed, and I teased his hard nipples with my fingertips. He trembled and sighed, his belly raising slightly as he arched his back and pushed his cock up hard against me. Arousal darkened the fabric, and I tugged the waist knot and removed the barrier between us. I had to take a moment to appreciate how fucking incredible he looked at that moment, with knees raised high and legs spread, and the sides of his robes draped open around his pregnant stomach. His cock jutted straight up, precome dripping down the silky-smooth shaft.

The vines, moving with his influence, curled around his wrists and forearms, then snaked up his legs and tightened around his knees. He’d bound himself in place with them and was almost entirely suspended in the air with his entrance positioned perfectly for me. His green eyes flashed hungrily.

All of my senses were completely overwhelmed, hurtling me far past any desire to continue teasing him. My cock was out in my fist and it was calling the shots—Ineededto be inside of him.

I plunged forward, groaning as his heat surrounded me and seemed to draw me in even deeper. His eyes never strayed from mine as I fucked him, my fingers clenching hard into his carved thighs. The vines moved like ropes on a ship’s rigging, pulling his legs higher, and raising his ass to give me better access to him. His hard cock pressed up against the underside of his swollen belly, and I spat across it and stroked him with my fist.

“Is this the medicine you wanted?” I growled. “Is this what you’ve been waiting for all day?”

“Yes,” he said, his voice strained and low. He lifted his chin and his pink tongue peeked across his parted lips. It was his silent beg for something we only ever did in these moments.

His stomach pushed against me as I leaned in and kissed him, our tongues hungrily teasing against each other. I was losing my mind. It didn’t seem natural for anything in this world to feel so good.

“Finish inside me,” he murmured. “I’m already so close.”

I went faster as the wild heat building inside of my body sent my head spinning. I was addicted to this—addicted to him.

He pushed his face into his shoulder, muting the scream that would’ve shaken the house as his climax rocked around me and sent me hurtling to the end. I dumped inside of him, emptying everything until there was nothing left for me to give. I pulled out and stumbled against a tall fern sprouting up next to the bed. Istil’s spent body quivered with the final surges of his orgasm, and he hung suspended from the vines, my pearly seed dripping thickly from his entrance onto the cracked wood floor. He looked at me with a tired and satisfied smile.

The vines loosened and I eased him down to the floor.

“I feel much better,” he said.

“Good,” I said. “I’ll go investigate the empty houses today.”

“I’ll come with you.”

“You don’t have to.”

Istil dropped his robe onto the floor and walked naked to the bathroom. It was impossible not to look at him and admire the beautiful shapes of his body—especially the bump he now carried so confidently.

“If it’s to be our home until the baby comes, then I think I should be there to look,” he said as he filled the bath.

“That’s true,” I replied.

He poked his head out of the bathroom. “You’re welcome to join me here. Unless you’re fine walking around with my scent all over you.”

I smiled, stripped off the rest of my clothes, and followed him inside.

* * *

The little community on the north side of Blue Fin territory once housed the entirety of the clan back when the dragon clans and their chiefs held all the power in T’Wanu. More than a dozen families lived here, encompassing multiple generations. But today, it was mostly distant relatives and older folks. Everyone else had moved up to Maintown or elsewhere on the island, only returning for ahevamai and other clan events. So we had a lot of options to choose from—but I hadn’t expected just how beat up they would be.

The first house sat close to the mountain and was half swallowed up by the jungle. Inside, a stream had formed through the center of the house and tumbled through the hallway into the kitchen, where a flock of parrots had taken up residence.

“I like it,” Istil said with sparkling eyes.

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