Chapter 199: Morning Sex (R18)
The first rays of morning sunlight filtered through the heavy curtains of the high‑class hotel suite, casting a warm glow over the rumpled silk sheets. I stirred slowly, my body heavy with the languid ache of last night’s indulgences.
The air still carried the faint musk of sex, mingled with Lily’s alpha scent that clung to everything—me included. My ass throbbed faintly, a delicious reminder of how many times she’d filled it with her cum, her knot locking us together for those endless hours.
At two months pregnant, every muscle felt more sensitive, my skin tingling as if electrified. Well, I am more than excited for another session. Am I getting addicted?
Lily lay beside me, her arm draped possessively over my waist, her breath steady and deep against my neck. She was naked, of course, her powerful body pressed close, that massive cock soft but heavy against my thigh even in sleep.
I shifted slightly, feeling the dried remnants of her releases crusted between my legs, my pussy and ass both slick from the night’s marathon. A soft sigh escaped me as I glanced at the clock on the nightstand—7:15 AM. The city outside hummed faintly, but in here, it was just us, cocooned in luxury.
Her eyes fluttered open, those piercing depths locking onto mine immediately. A slow, predatory smile spread across her lips.
"Morning, pet," she murmured, her voice husky from sleep. Her hand slid lower, cupping my mound possessively, fingers dipping into the mess she’d left behind. "Still leaking my cum? Good. Means you’re marked properly."
I bit my lip, heat flooding my cheeks—and lower. "Lily... it’s morning. We should probably—" Don’t believe my words! I really want to have another round.
"Should what?" She rolled on top of me in one fluid motion, pinning me gently but firmly to the mattress. Her weight was comforting, her breasts brushing mine as she hovered, cock already stirring against my belly. "Eat breakfast? Check out? No. You’re going to take your alpha’s cock first thing. Wake up properly."
Her mouth crashed down on mine, tongue invading with commanding sweeps, tasting of last night’s passion. I melted into the kiss, hands roaming her back, nails digging lightly into her skin. She broke away, nipping my lower lip and stealing another kiss.
"Spread your legs," she ordered, lifting her hips just enough. "Let me see how wet you are already."
Obediently, I parted my thighs, exposing my swollen pussy to the morning light. She sat back on her heels, eyes raking over me like I was her personal feast.
"Fuck, look at that," she breathed. "Puffy and pink, dripping from just a look." Her fingers traced my folds, parting them to reveal the glistening entrance. She dipped one inside, then two, pumping slowly. "All this for me? Say it."
"All for you," I gasped, hips lifting to meet her hand. The stretch was welcome, her digits thick and curling just right. Juices coated her skin, the wet sounds filling the quiet room.
She leaned down, replacing her fingers with her mouth. Her tongue lapped broadly at my slit, gathering the mix of my arousal and her old cum.
"Taste us together," she whispered against my skin, before sucking my clit between her lips. The pull was firm, sending jolts straight to my core. I moaned, fingers threading through her hair, holding her there as she devoured me.
Her tongue plunged deep, fucking in and out, while her thumb circled my clit. She hummed, the vibrations making me squirm. "So sensitive this morning. Pregnancy making you needy?" She added a third finger, stretching my pussy wider, scissoring them to open me up. I cried out, the fullness pushing me toward the edge already.
"Yes! Lily, don’t stop—" My words dissolved into a whine as she sucked harder, fingers thrusting faster. Orgasm hit me like a wave, my walls clenching around her, flooding her mouth with fresh slick. She lapped it all, not stopping until I trembled beneath her.
Pulling back, she licked her lips, eyes dark with lust. Her cock was fully hard now, standing proud, the knot at the base already hinting at its swell.
"My turn to fill you up," she said, crawling up my body. "But first, suck me awake properly, kitten."
She shifted, straddling my chest, her thighs bracketing my arms. That thick shaft bobbed in front of my face, pre‑cum beading at the tip. I opened my mouth eagerly, tongue flicking out to catch the drop. Salty and thick, it made me hum in anticipation. Wrapping my lips around the head, I sucked gently, swirling my tongue over the slit.
"Deeper," she commanded, hand in my hair, guiding me down. "Take your alpha’s cock like a good girl. Feel how hard you make me?"
I did, the veins pulsing against my tongue, the girth stretching my jaw. I gagged when she pushed to the back of my throat, but relaxed, letting her use me. Tears pricked my eyes from the effort, but the submission thrilled me, my pussy clenching emptily. After minutes of wet slurps and her praises, she pulled out, strings of spit connecting us.
"That’s enough," she panted, her hips twitching. "I need inside you now."
She moved down, positioning between my legs. But instead of my pussy, she lifted my hips, angling for my ass.
"Gonna knot this tight hole again. You ready, kitten?"
I nodded, heart pounding. "Yes, please. Fuck my ass, Lily."
She spat on her hand, slicking her cock before pressing the head against my ring. The pressure built, then gave way as she pushed in, inch by thick inch. The burn was exquisite, my body remembering her from last night, easing the way. She bottomed out, balls against my cheeks, and paused, letting me adjust.
"So full already. Hold on," she murmured, brushing her lips against my shoulder.
Her thrusts started slow, pulling almost out before sliding back in, the drag pulling moans from me. Hands on my hips, she picked up speed, the slap of skin echoing. "Your ass grips me like a vice. Milk my cock, kitten."
