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“You get to pick, baby bird. Wand with the dildo machine or do you want the wand with my cock?”
“Cock, please,” I beg. My brain is so damn foggy and filled with only thoughts of him, things that he should absolutely stop hesitating on doing. “Please, Master. I need it.” Instead of giving me what I want, he stands there and waits. I disintegrate into a standing and cuffed puddle of pleas.
“That’s a good girl, yes you do,” he agrees, smirking devilishly. “Now, what should I fill first? Your pussy, or your ass?”
Instead of using his cock like he said, he shoves his fingers straight into my pussy. He pulls me to the point of detonating before pushing me away from it. Again and again, I get close then get shut down.
I don’t even know if I’m using words at this point. It’s more likely that I’m just wiggling with noises that range from high pitched screams to low rolling groans. My orgasm races up my spine, just about to peak-
“What the fuck!” I shriek and jerk against the restraints in anger. He onlytskswhile shutting off the wand. The three fingers that were stuffed inside me are suddenly shoved in his mouth with a satisfied groan.
“Now, now, baby bird. You’ll eventually get what you want, but I’ll give you what you need.” Dropping the wand, he releases my hands from the links above my head and slowly lowers them to my sides. He admires the red welts on my body, obviously getting more aroused.
Dropping to his knees in front of me, his nose gets stuffed between my thighs and inhales deeply. My hands grip his hair harshly, tugging him closer. When he laps at the juices covering my core, he pushes me to the brink once again before pulling away. I don’t even get a chance to scream my frustrations. He’s up on his feet and tossing me over his shoulder, then I’m floating for a mere moment before I hit softness.
Heaviness drops over me before I’m being filled in one swift shove. I can’t breathe, the pleasure overwhelming enough to force my orgasm from my body.
“Too much,” I gasp, clawing at his back for some type of leverage. Liquid meets my nails, but I don’t think either one of us cares. His hips slam against mine as he chases his own pleasure, hand gripping my throat and holding me in place. It stops me from getting shoved up the bed, too.
“You want this perfect pussy stuffed full of my cum, don’t you?” He grunts, and there's a slight tilt in his hips before the tip of his cock rubs against theperfectspot.
“Oh god,” I cry, reaching between us to rub my clit.
“God isn’t here baby, but I’ll gladly rule your world.” His lips plant over mine, and I shatter on a silent scream, his hand tightening further on the sides of my neck. I swear he’s saying something, but I can’t hear it past being shattered beneath him. White flashes behind my closed eyes, my head floats as if there’s not even a bed beneath us. There’s nothing more than us, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Birdie
FOUR WEEKS LATER
“Fucking hell,” I grumble, resting my head on the cool bar. Viviana rounds the corner on her tablet.
“Woah,” she gasps and comes up next to me. “You’re looking green.” She places a gentle hand on my forehead, and I can’t stop the bubbling laugh of frustration from coming out.
“I feel green. There’s this platter of cheeses that isn't sitting well with my nostrils. I’ve never had an issue before,” I sigh, rubbing my hands over my eyes.
“Do you need to go home?” Her eyes shine with concern. Shaking my head, I sit up and my knees threaten to collapse.
“No, I think I need some fresh air.” On shaky legs, I grab my coat and stand in front of the door. Snow lay peacefully on the ground, opposite of my stomach which is currently mimicking a storm.
“Let me know if you need to go home, we can find coverage.” Nodding, I step into the cool February air. Immediately, I feel better. There’s nothing more satisfying than being able to cool off after being warm.
“Hey, Viv said you weren’t feeling good?” Sofia says, and I jump slightly, not even realizing she came up to me.
“I’m alright, just a little under the weather.” Smiling, I know she can see right through it. It’s plastic and doesn’t reach my eyes. It wouldn’t take a rocket scientist to realize it wasn’t real.
“Mmmm,” she nods and stands silently next to me for a few minutes. “How’s everything going with Scout?”
“Oh, they’re great,” I sigh, blushing deeply at the thought of him. When he said he’d deem himself worthy, he’s gone above and beyond with everything he’s done. I made it clear a few times that he's done more than enough, but for him, it won’t be enough.
“You being safe?” Turning toward me, she reaches out a hand with a small blue package sticking out. I’m sure I look freaking shocked because she just smiles.
“I’m not…” I can’t even finish the sentence because I know it might be true. We’ve not been careful, at all, and he’s made it abundantly clear his intentions for my womb.
“Just take it. If it’s negative, I’m sending you home for a couple days.”
“And if it’s positive?” I swallow thickly, emotions already gripping my throat tenfold.
“If it’s positive, we’ll sit down and find you a good obstetrician.” Without saying another word, I grab the small plastic stick and make my way to the bathroom.
