He steps into the basin, the water warm and fragrant with the scent of wildflowers. I'm seated on the edge, my legs parted, his gaze locked on mine as he lowers us both into the water. The liquid embraces us, a silken caress against my flushed skin.
With a swift motion, he impales me upon his length, the sudden fullness drawing a sharp gasp from my lips. The water around us churns, bubbles rising to the surface as we find our rhythm. His hands grip my hips, guiding me, controlling the depth and speed of our union.
"Such a good girl, always taking my cock so well," Kael growls, his voice a blend of reverence and raw hunger. His words send a jolt of pleasure through me, a heady mix of degradation and praise that stokes the fire within.
I moan, the sound echoing off the tiled walls. My fingers clutch at his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin. "Kael, please," I beg, not entirely sure what I'm asking for, only knowing that I need more.
His lips crash into mine, a savage kiss that steals my breath away. His tongue invades my mouth, claiming me with the same fervor as his cock below. I yield to him, surrendering to the overwhelming sensation of being utterly possessed.
His hand moves from my hip, finding its way to my throat. His fingers encircle it gently, yet with an undeniable promise of dominance. The pressure is light at first, a subtle reminder of his control.
"Such a filthy human, aren't you?" he spits, his cock swelling. "Getting fucked once a day just isn't enough for you, is it?"
As my orgasm builds, he tightens his grip, cutting off my air supply just enough to send me spiraling into ecstasy. The world around me dims, my vision tunneling as every nerve in my body ignites with pleasure.
I cry out, the sound muffled by his kiss, as wave after wave of bliss washes over me. My inner walls clench around him, a vice-like grip that triggers his own release. He thrusts deep, his cock pulsing within me as he fills me with his seed.
"Fuck! Oh, yes…"
The sensation of him coming inside me, the heat of his essence mingling with the water, is enough to prolong my orgasm. I shudder against him, my body a quivering mess of satisfaction and lingering desire.
Kael's grip on my throat relaxes, allowing me to draw in a shuddering breath. His other hand strokes my cheek, a tender gesture that contrasts with the fierceness of our fucking.
I collapse against his chest, still shuddering with lingering pleasure.
"Mine," he whispers, the word a possessive growl that sends a thrill down my spine.
I turn in his arms, meeting his gaze. "Do you remember that first night? When you found me in the forest?"
Kael's expression softens. "How could I forget? You awakened something in me I thought long dead."
"I never imagined I could feel this way," I whisper. "That I could love someone so completely."
His fingers trace my cheek. "You are my heart, Serena. My reason for existing."
"Here soon…" I start, pausing to lick my lips anxiously, "you may have a second reason to exist."
His gaze immediately drops to my stomach and he grins. "I heard humans are incorrigibly horny when they are pregnant."
"Well," I muse, rolling my eyes at his obvious excitement, "we have quite a few months to find out how true that is."
Kael kisses me suddenly, deeply, repeatedly. Then he whispers against my lips. "I love you, my little Serena. And my child you carry."
I sigh in content. "I love you, too, Kael."
Despite everything, and forever.
