Page 25 of Allegiance

She moaned his name, wrapped her legs around his hips, and kept him trapped.

“Yes! Cum in me!” she begged.

As he got closer and closer, his mouth was near her ear. He wanted to tell her one thing as they consummated this one last time in a nymph forest as the tears rained down on them.

“I love you too,” he whispered, knowing he could never say it to her when he was awake.

His heart kicked in his chest.

“Forever,” he promised.

That would be his secret to carry until his last days.

As the overwhelming need to cum, to fill her body with that heat overtook him, she whispered one thing, and it changed everything.

“I want to carry your child.”

That was all it took.

The whole dream shifted, rattling him beyond anything. He’d told Sarah no children. He’d made sure she took her birth control, and he pulled out more times than not.

He was in no shape to be a father. Dakota couldn’t even parent himself, let alone a small human who needed him. He was fine being Uncle Dakota, but nothing more.

Children weren’t in his future.

He’d destroy them too.

As he was on the cusp of cumming, he couldn’t stop. He couldn’t understand why his hips wouldn’t listen, as the need to explode was there.

It was compulsive.

It overtook everything in him.

In his head, he saw the flash of pictures, the visuals of her pregnant, him holding a child, and then Eve being taken away from him by death.

It scared him more than anything.

Only, in that moment, he was a prisoner to the lust and his own selfish needs.

As her nails dug into his shoulders, sending him off the edge, he exploded, cumming in the fairy queen.

There was the freefall until he hit the bottom. As the orgasm coated him, keeping him locked in that pleasure, that’s when he felt it.

The panic came.

And the horror followed.

As the heat poured out of him, filling her with seed, life, and a possible pregnancy, he fought to wake up. It was a claws and battle moment, where he tried to climb his way up from the pleasure to surface.

Fight or flight kicked in, and he needed to wake up before something happened.

“We made a life,” she whispered. “You’re going to be a father.”

And that was it.

As those words came from her, he sat up in bed, drenched in perspiration.

He came awake in fear and horror.

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