I moved back up to her, embracing her with my attention. I didn't have a lot of patience, so I focused on bringing her to the edge efficiently rather than prolonging it. When my finger finally entered her, she was so tight and I gave her a gentle caress, she nearly cried out as she climaxed, tensing up and calling my name.
After she found her release, and she subtly tried to push me away, I sat up and moved over her body.
"Reach down to my cock and guide me inside you, Duchess. I want you to be the one to invite me in. I want you to remember that you desired this connection between us."
I leaned down, taking her mouth in a kiss and allowing her to experience the intimate taste. Her scent covered me, and her scent was intoxicating. Her warm tongue swept into my mouth as her hand went between us, and she gently guided me into her moistened pussy. I felt her take hold of my cock and move me to her opening as she playfully bit my bottom lip. When I was at her untouched entrance, I felt myself become coated in her delicate moisture.
Pulling back from the kiss, I looked down into her eyes and held her face. "Are you ready?"
"Yes, Dr Davies. I want you." Her eyes were pleading and eager, and I could see that she desired this just as much as I did.
I gently moved my hands over her smooth skin, down to her chest. I gently held one breast and leaned down, taking her nipple in my mouth. I lightly stimulated it as I began to enter her. Her pussy was so tight.
It was tighter than anything I had ever felt. It was was so warm and receptive, and it was pure bliss. I felt her tense beneath me, but I slowly continued to enter her. I intended to make this bond strong, to ensure she remembered it every time she reflected on this moment. I would provide comfort later, but right now, I was establishing our connection.
"Are you using any contraception?" I grunted out as her nipple left my mouth. I continued to deepen my length inside her.
She let out what sounded like a combination of a soft moan and a gasp, and I gently held her hands, guiding them above her head. I secured them with one hand and with my other, I lifted her leg and placed it over my shoulder. I wanted to be deeply connected inside her.
"Answer me, my Duchess. Are you doing anything to prevent me from breeding you?" Her eyes snapped up to mine, and I felt a knowing smile spread across my face. "That's right, darling. I plan on filling you with my seeds until our bond is complete. You're not going to prevent that, are you?"
I felt her response at my words, and I entered with her more deeply. After two more slow movements, she moaned and shook her head.
"Tell me, Duchess. Tell me you aren't doing anything to prevent this, and you want me to fill you with my thick seeds"
Looking up at me, she moved her hips with my movements, and moaned, "I'm not doing anything. I'm not taking any contraceptions. Fill me, Dr Davies Miller."
"Tell me you want my seeds, Duchess. Tell me you want it deep inside you, nurturing your womb."
"I want it," she whispered, and moved her hips towards me again.
I reached between us and gently caressed her thighs. With her leg over my shoulder, she was wide open and receiving only what I could give her. It took just a few more strokes, and she was responding completely, embracing my thick length and finding her release.
I looked down to where we were joined and saw her cream flowing freely as I completed our intercourse. Seeing her experience such profound release made me lose myself, and I gave one last powerful thrust inside her, emptying myself within her.
My release continued for a solid minute as I completely joined with her waiting being. After I had given every drop of my seeds into her, I kept her in place with our bodies still intact, supporting her hips, ensuring my seeds are firmly planted inside her.
I lazily moved just a little as we rested there.
"Come lie down beside me, Dr Miller." Sheryl reached for me, but I shook my head.
"Just a little longer like this, darling. I want to make sure our seeds are fully planted." I wanted to ensure our bond was complete. Nothing would separate her from me.
I awoke to gentle kisses traveling down my spine, before they moved to my lower back. The soft touch of his beard made me giggle, and I tried to wriggle away. I still felt the warmth of his manhood inside me and on my thighs, and I received a soft, playful nip on my back to halt my movements.
"You drifted off on me," he mumbled against my skin, then took another soft bite on the opposite side, as if trying to give them equal attention.
"It's all your fault. I fell asleep from exhaustion, and you didn't even ensure I was comfortable." I looked over my shoulder at him to give him my best pout.
"I'm sorry, Duchess. It slipped my mind. I was completely consumed by your sweetness." He kissed the same spots where he had playfully bitten me, then lifted himself from the bed, carrying me effortlessly over his shoulder, strolling through the house as if I weighed nothing. I didn't even struggle with being carried around like a doll.
I had a nice view of his back from this angle, but it was a shame he had slipped on his boxer briefs. I watched his powerful leg muscles move us with ease down the hall, reminding me of his strength.
I had never experienced this level of closeness with someone before, and I was going to savor every second of it. I was tired of fighting this. The last few hours of my life had been the best I could remember.
I was ready to break free from everything, and it was all going to change today. This was something I had never done. I had always done what my father wanted, and that had led me nowhere. Everything from the classes I took to the activities I participated in, he had laid out for me.
It felt liberating to let go. I thought I would have found this freedom when I left college, but instead, I came back only to have control stripped away from me once again. It seemed playing by my father's rules had gotten me nowhere, and no matter what I did, he would just invent new ones. It was an endless cycle of suppression.