Precious - Roe Horvat Page 0,73
Micah’s mind clean. If Micah could speak, he’d only mumble an endless string of thanks.
“And now I’ll make you come again,” Travis promised. He sounded close to the edge himself.
Without faltering in the punishing rhythm, he reached around Micah’s chest. His huge cock in Micah’s hole changed angle, and he pinched Micah’s oversensitive nipples.
Micah screamed.
The orgasm was both fire and ice, exploding from his gland and his nipples at the same time. The blazes met in Micah’s belly, creating shock waves of utter delight, which wrecked Micah for what felt like a full minute.
Travis roared, gripping Micah’s hips, and he fucked Micah through it all so hard Micah was sure he’d have bruises from Travis’s fingertips. He’d treasure them.
Micah’s hole kept clenching when Travis slowed, slumping over Micah’s back. They rolled to their sides, so they stayed joined. For a while, Micah didn’t think about anything but the dissolving euphoria in his veins. After a few minutes, Travis’s lips brushed over his neck and shoulder, and Travis’s palm covered his stomach just underneath his belly button.
“You’re pregnant, my love,” he whispered.
Micah smiled broadly, and tears stung in his eyes. He knew, but still, he was afraid to think about it, afraid to feel certain and then be disappointed.
“Your nipples are extremely sensitive, you feel overheated, and you’re as slick inside as if you were in heat.”
“And horny. Don’t forget horny.”
Travis chuckled. The vibration went through his cock into Micah’s abdomen, and Micah sighed with pleasure.
“I read pregnancy sex can be just as intense as heat sex.”
“It can. You’ll feel a strong need but less often. And you won’t get cramps, so it’s manageable.”
“Multiple orgasms?”
“Oh, yes.”
“Fisting?”
“Yes, I can fuck you with my fist, my sex-crazed little monster. Might even be good for you to keep stretching your hole.”
Micah hummed, mischief curving his mouth. This will be so much fun.
“Tomorrow, I will lie naked on top of your desk in the study and spread my legs in your face. You’ll sit in your chair, dressed in a suit and a tie, and fist my hole. That way, you’ll see me coming with your arm up my ass anytime you work in there.”
Travis pressed against Micah’s ass, his big cock still half-hard. “I’m the luckiest man in the world, it seems, because I married a depraved little nympho. One day, I might use your ass so hard you’ll beg me to stop.” He punctuated his words with a few thrusts, and while Micah was satisfied for now, the sensations were still delicious.
“Never. I’ll always want more.”
“Tomorrow, six thirty, Micah Lipsky-Whitehall, you have a meeting in my office.”
“I’ll be there.”
Travis thrust deeper still and whispered, “If you’re late, I’ll spank you.”
“Mhm.” Micah bit his lip. He might come late intentionally, just a few minutes. The idea of being spanked and then fisted made him shiver with anticipation. Travis was right. He was a nympho, wasn’t he? But their lighthearted banter grounded Micah. It gave him a sense of normalcy. They were going to be a family, but they would still be partners and lovers too.
“God, you’re so sexy, Micah. How did I get so lucky? And once you start showing, you’ll be gorgeous.” The broad hand drew circles on his belly. “I think I can smell it.” Travis nuzzled the crook between Micah’s neck and shoulder. “It’s subtle still, but your scent has changed a little.” The giddiness in his husband’s voice made Micah’s heart beat faster.
“You went quiet. How do you feel, Micah?”
Micah wanted to answer honestly. Travis had longed to be a father for so long. Sometimes Micah worried if he was only doing it because he loved his husband. However, now he imagined it, for the first time, Micah dared to picture himself holding a child, his and Travis’s child, in his arms. His tears spilled over while Travis kept kissing his neck, his warm hand splayed over Micah’s womb.
“I’m happy. Scared too. I know I’ll worry about the kid. About us. And it will be so much work, right? But…” He swallowed so he wouldn’t sob. All the same, his voice turned weak when he forced out the last sentence. “I’m incredibly happy, Travis.”
“I love you, Micah. I love you so much. My precious gift.”
Eventually, his husband’s whispers lulled him to sleep.
The End
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About the Author
Queer fiction author Roe Horvat was born in the former Czechoslovakia which equipped him with a dark sense of sarcasm and a penchant for good beer. Roe traveled Europe and finally settled in Sweden. He came out as transgender in 2017 and has been fabulous since. He loves Jane Austen, Douglas Adams, bad action movies, stand-up comedy, the great Swedish outdoors, and all kinds of earthly pleasures. When not hiding in the studio doing graphics, he can be found trolling cafés and pubs in Gothenburg, writing.
Website: roehorvat.com
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A Love Song for the Sad Man in the White Coat
Vanilla Clouds
Those Other Books
The Other Book
Adam Only
One in Between
Third One
Beautiful Beast
Kink
Cabin Fever
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Something More (Those Other Books)
Vacation (Those Other Books)
Omegaverse
Precious
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The Thing with Étienne (Walter Sébastien’s Notebook 2)