repeating the phrase as I fucked her deeper and deeper until my cockhead was knocking against the door to her womb.
I don’t know why every time I get inside her now, my thoughts run to breeding her. We hadn’t actively been trying when my son was conceived, though there had been a time or two when I’d given it some thought. But now, because of all that I’d missed, I want it all, and I want it with her. No one else will do. As my thoughts took flight, I fucked her harder into the bed until it knocked against the wall.
I fucked past her cervix and into her womb, making her screech and cry out in pain. I didn’t care; I couldn’t hold back, couldn’t rein myself in if I wanted to. The opening to her womb clamped down around my cock, and I started shooting off inside her, hoping and praying that I was getting her with child, my child, our child.
A thousand thoughts ran through my head as I emptied inside her. Little Calen as a newborn, her pregnant, ripe with my child, that and all that I’d missed. I lost all my senses for a moment as her pussy tightened and squeezed around my cock. I heard her voice as if from afar screaming my name, and that’s when I came back to my senses. I had my hand around her throat, and my teeth buried in the soft flesh of her neck. What the fuck did I just do? I reared back to look down at her still buried balls deep and saw fear and apprehension there instead of the warm emotion that had been before.
I couldn’t bring myself to tell her sorry, so I set about soothing her with my touch. I kissed her softly until she calmed down and stopped shaking. What the hell did I just do? Am I really that mad at her? Of course, I am, but not enough to commit murder; I don’t think.
GISELLE
He’s still so mad at me. Of course, he is; I don’t know what I expected. This is what I expected to happen if our paths ever crossed, and why I’d gone out of my way to see that it never happened. I knew I wouldn’t be able to bear his disdain, and yet here I am, willing to take any crumb he was willing to give.
I relished his weight as he pressed me into the mattress; his cock still flexing deep inside me. The fear I felt just a short second ago dissipated with the haste with which he’d released me when I cried out. I know now that even as mad as he is with me, he won't really hurt me.
If only I could come clean and tell him the truth. I’ve been playing around with the idea a lot today. In the face of his anger, I’d love nothing more than to set the record straight and ask for his forgiveness, maybe beg him to take me back. But the monster would never let that happen, and I would only be bringing danger to him. Once she finds out where I’ve gone, it’s only a matter of time before she comes after me again.
She’s found me here once before; what’s to stop her this time? I’d turned off location on my phone and had changed it three times in the last year to get away from her, and whatever spyware she keeps adding to my devices. But it’s only a matter of time before the men she had following me caught up with me.
I hadn’t seen them in a day or so, which is far from the norm, and have a sneaking suspicion that they’d seen Calen follow me home and had, in turn, followed him when he left. They wouldn’t have expected me to go anywhere, I’m sure. Once he realizes that he’s being followed, it’s only a matter of time before he starts asking questions.
I think I might be running out of time. “Again!” That was the only warning I got before I felt him harden inside me again, and before I could say anything, he covered my lips with his and took me over and under once more. I’ll think about my mother tomorrow; just for tonight, let me enjoy being in my beloved’s arms.
Calen
I can’t keep doing this. Every time I come inside her, it’s like giving her another piece of myself, sharing a part of me that I