by Morgan Henry
She opened her eyes again and licked Merrin’s cock slowly from base to tip. When she got to the top, she swirled her tongue around the top. Merrin sighed with pleasure then moaned as she took the head in her mouth. Aenid began to move her head up and down, lashing his cock with her tongue with each stroke.
“Ahh, Aenid! You have to stop, my sweet,” he begged as he gently pulled her head away. “If we want to make a baby, I need to spill my seed in your sweet pussy.”
Aenid made a mock pouty face at him. She had learned that she liked pleasuring Merrin with her mouth almost as much as he seemed to enjoy it. She crawled back up his body and draped herself over her lover.
She sighed. “I suppose you’re right.”
Merrin chuckled and lifted her up to straddle him. “Take me inside you,” he said in a low voice.
Aenid grasped his cock and guided the tip into her opening. She was slick with arousal and her previous orgasm. Merrin grasped her hips and slowly lowered her body. Aenid enjoyed the feel of his large organ stretching her as she sank onto him. This was another new position for her and it felt as though his penis would go deep enough to reach her heart.
Just as she took his full length, she felt him bump her womb. The tiny bit of pain somehow felt pleasurable. Merrin held her still for moment then started to guide her in moving up and down on his shaft. With each glide the head of his shaft bumped over some place inside her that made her keen with bliss.
Aenid moved faster and brought her body down on Merrin’s harder. She looked into his eyes and saw his love for her. And his pleasure.
She felt her body edge closer and closer to climax. She thrust harder, wanting Merrin to orgasm before she did. Merrin suddenly reached for her and thrust roughly into her two then three times and shouted as he came. As his seed erupted into her, Aenid came as well. The world spun a little as the fiery shocks raced from her core to her fingertips, igniting a storm of ecstasy as she had never experienced before.
She collapsed back onto Merrin’s chest and his arms wrapped around her. They lay together for a few minutes, and Aenid finally felt his cock soften and slip out of her.
He rolled her onto her side and pulled a blanket over their bodies. Aenid snuggled against him, enjoying the feelings of love, safety and warmth.
“I hope there is a baby starting inside you, my sweet,” Merrin whispered against her forehead.
“It will be a bit before we know, but I hope so, too,” Aenid whispered back. Then she laughed. “It just occurred to me that you will be twice as terrible about trying to protect me when I’m pregnant.”
“There’s nothing terrible about protecting my wife and child,” he protested as he hugged her tighter.
“No, there isn’t. And I look forward to your protection almost as much as I look forward to protesting.” She gave a tiny giggle to let Merrin know she was teasing a little.
“We’ll work it out, my dear. And we will still love each other, just as we have before. Only this time, let’s forgo the military campaign, arrow through the chest, and kidnapping, shall we?” Merrin said wryly.
“With our lives and responsibilities, I can make no promises, my dear earl. But I do hope to avoid such complications in the future.”
“Well, my sweet countess, I look forward to the rest of our lives together. It won’t be dull.”
“Rest of our lives together. I like the sound of that. May we live very long lives.”
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Morgan was able to realize a long unfulfilled dream when Siren accepted her manuscript for publication. Though she had always loved reading and writing, she made the decision to pursue a career in science when she was still in high school. It was a choice based in a need for stability and financial security.
It wasn’t until much later in life that she returned to her love of writing. Morgan wrote a manuscript, deciding that it was better to try and fail than to always wonder if she could have been a writer. She was amazed and delighted to have her first book published.
She now resides in Ontario, with her loving and supportive husband, cat and Boston terrorizer, oops I mean terrier. When she’s not writing, she still has a full time “day job” that she loves, family to look after, friends to enjoy spending time with, and quilts to make.
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