[WARNING: Seggs/smut scene! If you want Glenn and Brigitte to remain a wholesome couple in your eyes, skip this chapter. LOL. Although they couldn't be considered an 'innocent' couple considering they have four children already. The other adult couples (ahem, NikolaixMona, DominicxNichole, ahem) should catch up. Haha!]
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BRIGITTE had been sleeping in her own bedroom for the past week because she was sick.
She didn't want her husband to catch her flu, after all.
However, she had already fully recovered.
Hence, she decided to surprise Glenn and join him back in their bedroom starting tonight.
She entered their chamber as quietly as possible and closed the door behind her in the same manner.
Brigitte smiled when she saw Glenn on the bed…
… then froze on the spot when she realized that her husband was fully-naked, and his hand was busy…
She gasped softly and covered her mouth with her hands.
[Is he touching himself…?]
She squinted her eyes and focused on her husband's, er, 'member.'
Glenn was gripping the base of his erect huge and hard cock.
"I want to touch you, too, honey!" Brigitte complained as she marched towards her husband. "Why are you touching yourself when I'm here?"
Glenn looked surprised upon seeing her, but his hand didn't stop moving. "Ah, honey…"
Brigitte frowned.
She heard from the older married ladies that she would often talk to that there were times men preferred touching themselves to having sex with their wives.
But she felt jealous after catching her husband pleasuring himself.
[I want to touch him, too…]
Glenn seemed too into it as he didn't stop pumping his cock even after getting caught.
She, admittedly, felt aroused while watching her husband– forcing her to close her legs as her center began to get moist.
[This is… hot.]
She couldn't help but moan softly when his hand reached the head of his cock, then he twisted his wrist expertly before making a slow downward stroke.
Glenn looked satisfied, and his aroused face was really turning her on.
Actually, her husband looked like he was in pain. But maybe he was just concentrating really hard on pleasuring himself. And it was really hot watching him in that state.
"It's not that I don't want to do it with you, my queen," Glenn said, almost breathless. His intense gaze told her that he wanted her naked– right there and then. "I just didn't want to exhaust you when you recovered from your flu…"
"I'll be fine, my king," Brigitte said. It was embarrassing, but she sounded desperate to get laid. But what could she do? Her husband was too hot to resist. "In fact, I drank a potion to strengthen my stamina for tonight. I came here prepared and ready to be claimed by my sexy husband."
Glenn laughed softly, then his face scrunched up as he let out a groan when pre-cum started coming out of the head of his cock. "Ah, I'm close…"
[And I'm already wet.]
Brigitte, her arousal already taking over her sanity, swatted Glenn's hand away from his beautiful cock.
Then she straddled her husband's hips while pulling down her sexy and soaked panties.
"My queen…"
She just smiled playfully and then lowered herself on him, trapping his hard erection between her crotch and his abdomen.
Glenn's eyes widened in shock, then his entire face turned red.
[That's the face he makes when he's embarrassed yet too arouse to care.]
To tease her husband even more, Brigitte started to gently grind herself against his hard cock.
Glenn let out a low groan, making her lick her lower lip.
Humping her husband made her really, really aroused.
And the best part?
The view– definitely the view.
She could stare at her husband's gorgeous body all she wanted.
His thick neck, sexy collarbones, wide expanse of chest, his six-pack abs…
[Everything about my husband is sexy.]
She was grinding herself harder now against his erection.
That was when Glenn suddenly grabbed her waist, his nails accidentally digging deep into her skin.
It stung a bit.
But the pain actually added to her pleasure, making her moan.
"I'm sorry," Glenn said in a panic when he realized that he had been a little rough on her. "Did I hurt you, honey?"
"Honey, if you're really sorry…" Brigitte leaned down and whispered in Glenn's ear, making sure that her hot breath would hit the sensitive side of his neck. "Then fuck me hard."
It was unbecoming of a queen like her to speak such vulgar words.
But Brigitte knew that Glenn liked it when she talked dirty to him.
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BRIGITTE moaned softly against Glenn's mouth.
[Ah, we haven't kissed this passionately for a week…]
Needless to say, he was devouring her mouth.
Then her moan turned into a soft laugh when her husband lifted her nightgown. Now, her breasts were exposed to his lustful gaze as she helped him take off her last piece of clothing.
The next thing Brigitte knew, her back was already on the bed…
… while Glenn rested his rock-hard body lightly on top of her.
Her husband immediately went back to business. He made his way down her body. His trail composed of hot, open-mouthed kisses.
Glenn's wet tongue began to swirl around the orb in circles until he got to the center of her nipple. She almost came when he flicked his tongue several times before he wrapped his lips around the hardened peak. Then he sucked on it.
Brigitte arched her back, feeding him her other breast. "Honey, be fair."
Glenn chuckled, then he took her other nipple in his mouth, repeating the process that once again created a shock of pleasure that shot straight to her center. And, look, her other breast fit perfectly in his warm and big hand.
All the humor in her head vanished when he took her nipple between his thumb and index finger, rolling it around and giving it light pinches.
She moaned loudly this time.
"I like it when you make noises only I have the privilege of hearing, my queen," Glenn teased her. "Thank you."
Brigitte laughed at her husband's teasing. "If you're grateful, then don't stop making me feel good."
"As you wish, my queen."
This time, Glenn trailed hot kisses on her belly, on her navel, then on both her hips.
Brigitte had to press her legs together because if she didn't, she was afraid her love juices would flow out.
Glenn smiled mischievously. "Open your legs, honey. I want to taste you."
Shyly, Brigitte opened her legs for her husband.
Glenn hooked her leg on his shoulder as he placed himself between her legs.
She felt embarrassed again when she realized that she was very exposed to his waiting mouth. But then his long tongue started to thrust in and out of her most and hot center, pressing hard against her clit, making her forget about her embarrassment.
He flicked his tongue up and down, and she squirmed.
Soon, she felt her orgasm building up fast as she moved her hips to match his pace. She was practically grinding herself against his mouth, hard.
No wonder she climaxed right away.
Glenn's tongue then lapped up her juices until she was dry.
Brigitte let out a satisfied moan. "That felt so good, honey."
"My queen, I'm sorry, but I can't hold back anymore."
Much to Brigitte's shock, Glenn gently flipped her on her stomach. He then lifted her hips and pulled her back until she was on her knees with her face and chest on the bed. Before she could even complain, he gently teased her by rubbing the head of his cock against her clit and sliding his considerable length along her slit.
"Can we do it in this position, my queen?"
Brigitte let out a moan before responding. "You took a liking to this position, huh?"
"I can enter you deeper this way," he said shyly. "So, can we do it in this position?"
"Alright," she said. It wasn't like she could say no to him when she was already this aroused. "Hurry up and put it in, honey."
They groaned at the same time when he finally entered her in that position.
"You feel so good, my queen."
Then he pulled out his hard cock, only to pound in deeper. Then he started to thrust in and out of her, slowly.
"Faster, honey."
Glenn laughed sexily. But like the gentleman that he was, he did what his queen asked. This time, he thrust faster and harder and deeper. He pummeled in and out of her like it was the last lay of his life.
Her husband was so good and he felt really, really delicious inside her. He was so huge that she could feel him in every right spot inside her.
Glenn heightened her pleasure when he reached under her to massage her breast and used his fingers to play with her nipple. That was when Brigitte felt her orgasm building up.
"My king, I'm close…"
Glenn pounded in and out of her with enough force to push her forward on the bed with each thrust of his pelvis. Then he placed hot kisses down her back and tightly held on her hips, his nails digging deep into her skin once again.
"Brigitte, my queen..." Glenn moaned. Then, much to her pleasant surprise, he uttered the words she loved hearing from him. "I love you so much."
Brigitte came, fast. She probably released all the pent-up desire she had for the past week because of the amount of juice flowing out of her.
But her husband wasn't done yet.
With one final thrust, Glenn deeply plunged into her. Then he came with a loud groan before he collapsed on top of her.
Brigitte laughed softly.
Glenn's weight was wonderful for her taste anyway, so she didn't complain.
"Glenn, my king," Brigitte whispered, closing her eyes as she suddenly felt sleepy. "I love you, too."
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[After three weeks…]
BRIGITTE opened her eyes, then she immediately got up.
"Honey?" Glenn, who seemed surprised by her abrupt movement, called her worriedly. "What's wrong?"
"I had a weird dream," Brigitte confessed. "I saw baby monsters in my dream."
Her husband suddenly looked more worried than she was. "Then is it a nightmare?"
She shook her head. "Weirdly, I find those baby monsters really cute."
He fell silent for a moment before speaking again. "Right, there are monsters that look cute during their younger years."
"You speak like you've seen baby monsters before."
"Ah, my family raises monsters and Spirits," Glenn said, then he shook his head and changed the topic because he didn't like talking about his family. "Do you feel better now, honey? You said you feel nauseous recently."
Oh.
OH.
She felt sick recently, and she suddenly had a weird yet warm dream.
[Could it be…?]
"Honey, can you call the royal doctor for me?" Brigitte asked, smiling as she placed her hands on her belly carefully. "I think I just had a conception dream."
Glenn, who realized what she meant by that, suddenly burst out crying while smiling like a fool. Then he hugged her as carefully as he could. "Thank you, honey– thank you for another wonderful gift."
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