"I want to look at you." She pulls the mask off my face herself, and we stare at one another, breathing in deeply. "Kade..."
"You're reckless," I hiss at her. "This is fucked up."
I pull away from her because I can't bear to watch the drop of blood sliding down between her full, pert tits. But she's on me in a second, wrapping herself around my body and dragging me back to bed.
"You want it like this," she whispers in my ear. "Stop fucking fighting it, Kade."
She's right.
I slam her against the bed again, and her eyes widen at my sudden cruelty. I spit between her legs, and she parts them as I feverishly find her cunt. I start fucking her—wild, raw, animalistic. I don't give a shit if it hurts. All I'm thinking about is filling her with so much of my cum she'll be pregnant for fucking sure after this.
"Look at me," I growl at her. "Look into my eyes. Tell me you're a slut."
"I'm a slut," she breathes. "I'm your slut."
The darkness is taking over again. It always does when I fuck my wife, but most of the time, I fight it off successfully, refusing to give in to its siren call. But not today. Today, I fucking embrace it.
"Then milk my cock with your cunt," I order her. "Drain it. Come on my cock. Let me feel it."
I find her clit and pinch it painfully, making her eyes roll back. With my free hand, I grab her by the top of her hair and force her to look at me.
"Don't you dare look away. Look into my eyes when you come, Junebug. I want to see you fucking break..."
And break she does. Damn, what a beautiful thing to witness. Her body is wracked by the explosion between her legs, arching for me, begging to be closer to my cock that's throbbing in her hole. She's coming now, and it's a gorgeous sight to see her body succumbing to the pleasure I'm giving her.
"You wanted this," I remind her viciously. "You wanted it rough... You begged for it. You asked for it. You couldn't let it go."
"P-Please," she whispers deliriously. "Come, I want to come."
"Not again," I hiss. My fingers find her new scrape, smearing blood on her lips, her cheeks, her face. "Taste your blood. Taste what you made me do."
She licks, makes a face, then licks some more. I start pounding her then, caging her tiny body beneath mine and driving myself into her with so much force it's a small wonder I don't break the goddamn bed.
"You want to be filled?" I hiss. "You want a baby, Junebug? You want a baby from this?"
"Y-Yes," she whispers.
"You don't sound sure enough." My voice is nothing but a growl now, and I grab her throat, cutting off her air supply. "You sick little thing, wanting to be knocked up from this... from being forced..."
It's the magic word, and we both know it. She comes again, without permission this time, but I can't even think straight enough to punish her, so I just keep fucking her. My cock grows, throbbing painfully inside her until I'm certain I'm going to burst from the way her tight snatch massages me with her own orgasms.
"Beg for my cum."
"Fill me, Kade. Fill me with your seed, give me another baby... Breed me..."
"Fucking hell," I mutter, driving my cock inside her one last time. "Here it fucking comes, Junebug. Come on my cock again... Show me how much you crave this."
She comes apart just as I do. I feel thick ropes of cum shooting out of my cock inside her, painting her pussy walls, being soaked up. I don't stop until my balls are empty, pounding her like a fucking madman. The moment her orgasm dies down, I pull out and turn her around, putting her legs on the headboard. June groans as I tie her into place with the rope in my bag.
"You're going to stay like that all fucking night," I hiss at her. "I'm going to make damn fucking sure it takes. You'll be pregnant tomorrow, Junebug. I knocked you up tonight."
Her adoring eyes stare into mine as I lie down next to her. My girl doesn't object once, she just squirms as I begin touching her, fingers gliding over her silky-smooth skin.
I don't take my eyes off her for the next four hours. Not even when her own fall