“And?” It was one word, but the only one I could form at the time. What I wanted to do was punch my fist through a wall and lock Makenna up so no further harm would come to her.
Her shoulders shrugged. “That’s one of the few things I’ve hidden from you. The shooter died and there’ve been no further attempts since then. But we haven’t been near the windows or out of the building either.”
“Is there anything else? You know I’ve told you everything about myself. I expect the same in return. I don’t want anything hidden.” They were just words, but hopefully enough to convince her to give up whatever else was going through that mind of hers.
Grabbing hold of her chin, I lifted it where I had full view of her face. There were tears rimming the edges of her eyes, threatening to spill over at any moment. “There’s nothing you can say or do that wouldn’t make me want you right now, love. My life is nothing but a shell of existence when you’re not in it. I don’t ever want to have that feeling again.”
Makenna closed her eyes and nodded. I saw her lips move, but couldn’t hear what she said. “Repeat what you just said a little louder.” I didn’t want to order her to do so, because I wanted her to say the words freely. If she told me we would discuss more later, I’d abide her wishes , but I hoped she felt safe enough with me now to know I could be trusted.
I dropped the dominant stance, letting my body go limp as I sat on the bed in front of her. “Relax, love. It’s just me, Marcus, not your Dom or your Master. I get that whatever you have to say is upsetting you, but let’s go through this together. At one time we’d promised that neither of us would bear the load of pain, suffering, or heartbreak. We’d do all things together.”
Makenna’s body relaxed and I pulled her into my lap. I no longer cared for her to be in the submissive pose. I needed her in my arms as close as possible. The feel of skin against skin was like heaven on earth to me. Nothing compared to holding my destiny here in my arms. She was the balm that soothed my soul.
Her tears began to fall as her shoulders began to shake. “You . . . won’t . . . want me anymore.” The words came out here and there, but they were audible this time.
“There’ll never be a time I don’t want you, Makenna. You are the light to my dark, just as I am the same to you. It would be great if certain members of our families treated us a bit better, but you help me navigate my way through the world, just as I do for you.” I ran my hands up and down her back and arms. “Please don’t keep me in suspense, making me run every bad scenario through my head. Just tell me and I promise we’ll get through this together.”
Her tears and shaking calmed as her face turned toward mine. Her hand came up to caress the side of my face. “You know how I have one ovary that fully functions, while the other didn’t seem to develop properly.”
I nodded, not knowing what else to say.
Kenna’s eyes and one of her hands diverted to the scar left by the knife wound she’d told me about but didn’t want to discuss. “The knife severed my fallopian tube and nicked my good ovary. The doctor wanted to remove both, but my sister argued to try and save them, knowing how one day I’d like to have kids . . .”
Her words trailed off, as I’m sure she was imagining holding a child in her arms. I didn’t want to ask the question, because I’d always imagined us in the future with several children by our sides. But the future seemed to be changing right before my eyes. “What was the prognosis?”
All the resolve left her, and Kenna leaned hard against my shoulder. “The surgery went well, but the last appointment showed it was still healing. The doctor said she wasn’t sure if it would ever heal properly. Plus there were signs the ovary sac was starting to wither.”
She pulled back from me for a moment. Her eyes looked haunted as she waited to see how I would respond. “So you don’t know if you can have kids? Is that what has you so worried?”
“Y-y-yes.” Her voice shook in fear.
I reached out and placed my hand on the nape of her neck and drew her close. I kissed the tears below each eye, the top of her forehead, her nose, her cheeks, and then her mouth, before pulling back to look into her eyes. “Life never guarantees us happiness. Heck, look at the last five years and all we’ve been through. We’re proof of that. But I do know when two soul mates find one another, nothing shall keep them separated for long.
“Do I want kids? You know I do. I’ve always envisioned us having three or four. But my priority right now is working on reestablishing our relationship and going from there. If you can’t have children, we can look into harvesting any eggs that are viable and try in-vitro fertilization, hire a surrogate to carry our child, or even adopt.” I kissed the tip of her nose again. “You are my priority, Makenna. The rest we can deal with as we journey through life.”
She shifted on my lap, causing my cock to harden again and poke against her center. Gone was the need to dominate my woman. In its place was the need to join with her as one. I needed to be inside her, feel her warmth surrounding my manhood, as we made love to one another.
I stood slightly, maneuvering Kenna flat on the bed. Her legs immediately parted, accepting me inside them. “Are you on the pill?” I wondered.
“No.”
“Should I get a condom?” I started reaching for the drawer in the nightstand by the bed, but her hand caught mine as she shook her head. “But what if . . .?” I questioned.
Kenna shrugged her shoulders. “At this point it seems unlikely I can get pregnant. I’d rather feel all of you inside me. If a miracle happens . . .”
I couldn’t help the smile that had spread across my face. “Well then, here’s to miracles.”
There would be no thinking about my predicament with the upcoming trial. There would be no worrying about what the future held for either of us. However, we would focus on exploring one another once again and living in today, in this moment.
I positioned my lower body between her legs and let my cock rub up and down against her silky wet center. This caused Kenna to shift her hips up in greeting, offering me entry into what I already knew would be pleasure beyond words.
Continuing to rub against her, I didn’t enter, not yet. I wanted to get her good and worked up. Placing my lips on the side of her neck, just under her ear, I nipped at the tender flesh, causing her to moan. I still remembered every single thing that turned my woman’s body on, and I intended to use them.
My lips trailed up the side of her face and down to her mouth, where I bit at her lips, begging for entry. She acquiesced, allowing my tongue to plunder and ravage her mouth, showing her how I intended to ravage her body.
Her arms surrounded me, and her nails raked down against the skin of my back. Her legs wrapped around my waist as she tried to bump my ass closer with her feet. She craved our union as much as I did. But if she kept this pace up, I wouldn’t last for even a moment.
I continued to taste every inch of her body with my tongue as I reached one of my hands to the nightstand to grab what I knew had been placed in the drawer. Lifting up, I showed her the red scarf we used to play with when I needed to bind her hands at home. “I’d like to tie your hands, little sub. Your touch is too tempting, causing me to lose focus, and I want to take all the time in the world with you.”
Makenna held her wrists out for me. “Do as you wish, Master.”
I wanted to be sweet with her, take my time, but hell, this was the woman I grew up with and played with to establish our level of kink, and the one I couldn’t see my life without. The idea of taking this vanilla left the moment my lips made contact with hers. Who was I kidding? I wanted to dominate her, claim her, and mark her as my own. I even asked the universe if there were any chance at all I could be with Makenna forever and to allow miracles to occur for both of us, to let it happen .
I could see the moment Makenna relaxed. When I was done tying her bound hands to the headboard, I saw her surrender all control over to me, which was humbling.
My lips found the
place I’d left off, trailing a path of kisses down her neck and across her collarbone to her breasts. I slid my right hand down to one nipple, pinching and rolling it between my thumb and forefinger, while the other nipple received attention from my lips. They were already hardened peaks, but became more engorged from my mouth’s ministrations. I licked, sucked, and softly bit into the pleasurable flesh, causing her to moan and move under me, bumping at my cock, making him grow bigger by the moment.
I continued to play with her nipples, alternating between them, trying to give both equal attention and hoping that one day my child might nurse from them. The thought should scare most men, but it made me hornier.
My tongue continued to lick a path down to her navel, circling it a few times, nipping at the skin around it, before plunging in. Her hips rose up, causing me to bump against her lower abdomen. “Be patient, love. I haven’t explored this body for years and want every opportunity to recommit it to memory.”
The words seemed to settle her, although she did growl a little under her breath in frustration. There’s the Kenna I remembered.
I let my mouth explore lower and lower until I settled my shoulders between her thighs. Needing her fully open for me to explore, I lifted her legs atop each of my shoulders, opening up that pretty pink pussy to me. Just viewing it had my mouth salivating and my cock already leaking pre-cum.
Leaning forward, I placed my left hand over her hips to keep her settled so my tongue could start to work on her clit and head down to demolish her pussy. The smell of her essence was intoxicating, making me crave her even more. Once my tongue took the first swipe at her juices, I was done for. My mouth and body took over, and I could no longer think. The taste of her was like the sweetest nectar I’d ever had. She tasted even better than I’d remembered.
Makenna’s hips began to rock against my mouth as my tongue alternated between flicking her clit and sinking into her center, trying to find that little bundle of nerves called her G-spot. I used to have great success at making her explode with my tongue pushed deep inside her, and I wanted to try and recreate that, having her honey drip right into my mouth as she came.
“Please, Marcus.” Her words were relayed with extreme need.
Pressed against her mons, I asked, “What do you need, love? And don’t forget who you’re talking to.” I gave the side of her hip a sharp smack, making her jump and moan even more.
“Please. I can’t take much more. I need to come, Sir.”
She was getting worked up a little too fast, so I pulled my tongue out and focused on flicking her clit as I pressed two fingers inside her. She’d definitely not seen any action since me. Her vaginal walls were tight, reminding me of the time I’d taken her virginity. If I didn’t get her and myself under control, we’d both be done before we even began.
Pulling back, I brought my hand down on her center, making sure it stung a little, before grabbing it and working the heat in with the palm of my hand. “Who’s pussy does this belong to?”
“Yours, Sir.” Her words came out as a moan.
“Who tells you when you can come?” She’s the one who seemed to want to push this toward a Dominant/submissive scene, so I needed her to be clear who was in control here.
“You, Sir. Please may I come soon?” She was desperate and needy.
I didn’t want to be mean, but I wanted to draw this out for as long as I could. “You’ll come only when I give you permission. Is that understood?”
“Yes, Sir.”
My fingers continued to push in and out of her center as I returned my tongue to her clit and sucked on her hardened nubbin, giving it a little nip every once in a while, causing her vaginal walls to tighten on my fingers.
After a few minutes, I shoved a third finger inside her, trying to stretch her center, knowing I needed to get her to open more for me so I could fit easily. My cock was definitely much bigger than the three fingers I’d had inside her. I used to have her so stretched out I could easily fit my entire hand up inside her and fist her to orgasm. Right now I just wanted to be able to lose my cock inside her center and forget about the world.
Her body was strung tighter than a guitar string about ready to break at the first strum of the guitar pick. I now had four fingers up inside her, pushing back and forth inside her vaginal walls, feeling them flutter around me, ready for release. I increased my speed and said, “Come for me, love. Come now.”
I bent down, sucking her nubbin into my mouth before I bit down hard. My fingers had found the bundle of nerves it was looking for, and I pressed hard against it as her walls clamped down hard on my fingers, milking them as if they were my cock.
She moaned out loud but didn’t scream her release, thankfully remembering we had audio feed outside the doors, as well as guards out in the hallway. “Oh, God. Oh, Sir. Yes, yes, yes!”
The moment she relaxed enough, I pulled my fingers from her pussy and clamped my mouth on, drinking down her cream. When I’d licked every ounce of honey from her center, I finished with licking my fingers clean.
Makenna was breathing hard. Her nipples were even harder than when I’d been fondling them.
I moved up her body and ran my cock through her silky folds to get it wet and ready to unite with her. “Are you ready for me, love? Are you ready for me to reclaim what has always been mine?”
She’d closed her eyes during her orgasm, but opened them, showing me the desire that was inside her. “I’ve always been ready for you, Sir. You’re the only one to know this body. Take me, make me yours.”
My lips landed on hers in a rough kiss, my tongue owning her mouth, as my cock drove into her center in one fell swoop. Her eyes widened and my mouth swallowed her gasp. I was surprised to see her body welcome me entirely, since she was seated right down to the root, with my pubic bone rubbing against her clit. There was no space separating us. We were once again one. I couldn’t see where she left off and I began, and it felt like home, like I could finally breathe again for the first time in years.
My forehead went to hers. “Are you okay, love? Am I hurting you?”
Her words were breathy, but the smile on her face told me everything. “This feels perfect. I feel a breath of new life has entered me.”
I needed a second for her body to accommodate to the full ten inches of my size. When I felt her body relax and her hips start to move up toward me, I knew it was go time. I drew my cock back slowly, making sure to rake against that sweet bundle of nerves, causing her eyes to close as she emitted a low moan from the back of her throat.
“Eyes on me, Kenna.” I said the words a bit harshly and rushed, but it was all I could do to restrain my carnal desires to rut her like an animal. I was barely holding on to what little I could. I needed to see her eyes, see into her soul, so I could keep my focus and connection to her.
Her eyes flew open and stared straight into mine. I began rocking back and forth at a slow pace and increased the tempo as her hips bounced up to meet mine, driving me deeper inside her.
The motions made me crave things I hadn’t ever dreamed about. I knew that at one time my baby grew inside her womb, and now all I wanted to do was to prove to those doctors that miracles existed. I imagined my seed taking hold to one of her eggs and latching deep within her womb, growing into a baby of our own. Granted, I’d love any child in our life, whether it be ours or one we adopted, just as long as I got to spend a lifetime with her.
My pace increased as I felt her walls begin to tighten and shake around me. I could tell she was close, and it was all I could do not to come. Reaching down between us, my thumb found her clit and pressed hard as I began plowing into her center at incredible speed. My body felt like it wanted to climb up inside her and live.
The orgasm I’d been fighting crept slowly up my back and into my shoulders, as I plunged my cock a couple more times into her center. “Now, Kenna. Come. With. Me. NOW!” I’d almost shouted the words out as my cock grew even harder inside her.
Makenna’s mouth o
pened to a voiceless scream as I plunged twice more into her warmth, her walls gripping tight to hold me inside. I emptied one stream of cum after another into her. I’d never felt this much of a release in my life. It felt like my life force was getting sucked out of my body into a black hole as the fabric of time and space ripped open, exposing a whole new universe to me—a life with my love.
My body kept releasing my seed, to the point it was overflowing from her and onto the sheets. But I didn’t care. To know that I had marked her body, both inside and out, brought me happiness. There’d be no doubt to anyone that she was mine. I knew I was a possessive bastard, but I didn’t give a damn. I loved her.
I reached up to release her wrists from the scarf. Her arms immediately went around me, pulling me down to her as our lips met. I was exhausted and spent but didn’t remove myself from her. I wanted to stay connected for as long as I could.
I slowly rolled us over, where she was on top, so we could enjoy this moment along with many more I hoped to deliver today. One taste, one feel of her body was not going to be enough to quench my hunger for her. My cock had been revived after five years of slumber, and it was ready to get reacquainted with every orifice of her body, multiple times over.
“I love you.” Her words were soft and tender. Her body went lax atop of mine right before a soft snore escaped her mouth.
I wore her out, and I couldn’t be happier. “Sleep now, love, but I’m not even close to being done with you.” I kissed her forehead and held her close to my body as she slept. “I’ve never stopped loving you, Makenna, and I never will.”
“Please let this be real.” The words tumbled out of my mouth while my mind was half in slumber. I felt the warmth of someone’s chest pressed up against the side of my face, and heard the thump of a steady heartbeat that had lulled me to sleep numerous times over the past few hours.
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