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Arthur chuckled, but instead of doing what I actually wanted, he flipped me onto my stomach. The move was so smooth that I squeaked at the sudden change in my position. I looked overmy shoulder in time to see Arthur moving up behind me. “You aren’t in charge here,” he said. I felt pressure against my opening and held my breath, waiting for the pleasure I knew was about to come. “Unless you’re willing to fuck me, you will get exactly what I want at the moment, and that is you on your hands and knees while I make you see stars.”

I wanted to argue, but I couldn’t. It was a win for me no matter how we did things, and right now, I really needed to feel Arthur take me to another place instead of the other way around. I had just opened my mouth to respond when I felt pressure. Seconds later, the head of Arthur’s cock popped in. He groaned, and I closed my eyes and moaned. I dropped my head between my arms and braced myself for what I knew was coming.

“So good. Always so tight and amazing.”

I could only moan in response as Arthur’s cock slid over my prostate, and my own bounced below me up toward my stomach.

Arthur pulled out a bit, then pushed in again, once more passing over my prostate, and I watched as a long string of precum dripped between my cockhead down toward the bed below us. Arthur repeated the action several times until I felt him tightly against my backside. He froze there, and I felt a change through our bond.

“Patrick? Love?”

“Move, Arthur. I really need. I’m about two strokes away from unloading on the bed.”

“Patrick, do you remember when exactly your last fertile period was? You’re immensely hot.”

I froze. Not only was this not the time to have this type of conversation, but it brought up a lot of other thoughts. I whimpered in response. Now that he mentioned that, it made the last day or two make so much more sense. Right after I’d left Amherst, I started to feel “off.” I had thought it was simplybecause I was away from Arthur. Most likely, that wasn’t the case at all. My body had been telling me it was time for a fertile period.

When Arthur still didn’t move, I looked at him over my shoulder. He seemed as if he was conflicted, and when I probed through our bond, he most certainly was. It took a lot from me, but I slowly moved forward. It wasn’t until I had almost completely pulled Arthur from my body that he seemed to wake up and focus on what I was doing. “What? Where are you going?” Arthur asked as he grabbed hold of my hips and held me in place.

I whimpered once more. I recognized it now. We’d not been reunited for long, but it had been enough to ramp up the symptoms of my fertile period. I tried to think about the last time I’d had one, but it had been a couple of years. I no longer had them yearly, despite having an eight-year-old. I’d only had a few since, and I’d not caught after having given birth to Edric.

“Patrick?”

I shook my head. “I can’t remember. Just…you should probably go back to Amherst,” I said, trying to pull away from Arthur. He wouldn’t allow for it though. Instead, he slowly pushed back into me, pulling a new moan from my body.

“Why would I do that? Do you not wish to spend your fertile period with me?” he whispered next to my ear. Arthur pushed me down onto the bed, lying on top of me, and I started rocking my hips. Not only did it give me a bit of friction on my cock, but it moved his ever so slightly over my prostate, which caused a zing of pleasure to course through me. “I’ll always take care of you, my love. Why would you ever think otherwise? Especially after we’ve been together for so very long?”

“Arthur, please. I need relief.”

Arthur placed a quick kiss to the back of my neck before his hips started to move. I moaned as the relief I needed was going to happen.

“I love you more than anything, Patrick. I cherish every moment with you.” Arthur’s hips moved slowly at first but picked up speed as he whispered next to my ear. “Every. Single. Moment.” Another kiss, this time to my shoulder. “But I hate it when you are upset when you don’t catch. If I could give you a child every year for the rest of our lives, I would if that was what you so desired.”

I turned my head to the side. “Don’t need that,” I managed to get out. “Just you. Always you.”

“You’ll always have me,” Arthur whispered again. He kissed my shoulder once more, and then his hips stilled. He moved, getting up on his knees between my legs with his hands grabbing hold of my hips before he pulled out and then snapped back into me. I shouted when he perfectly hit that wonderful spot. Half a dozen more times, I finally found the relief that I had been needing. I came on the bed below me, and a few thrusts later, Arthur joined me. He moaned my name as he filled me.

Arthur lay down on top of me, his cock still throbbing inside me as he carefully rolled us to the side. His arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me tightly to his chest. “I’m not sure if you are coherent still or not, but I’ll always take care of you. Now is no different.”

I sighed and took a moment to gather my thoughts. “I’m coherent. I’m not even certain a fertile period is starting. It makes sense though, but because I didn’t have one last year, I can’t exactly remember when it happened last. They’ve not been consistent for so long.” They had completely stopped after Alistair for several centuries. I wasn’t sure what was happening now, but no matter what, I would welcome whatever the outcome ended up being.

Arthur kissed my shoulder again, then my neck. “It’s been a couple days since we’ve been together, and it’s possible that you simply feel warmer because of that. But through our bond, I could feel a need in you that I’ve not felt for some time. Again, it’s possible it’s simply because we’ve been apart for a couple of days.”

I shook my head. “Not that I didn’t miss you, because I have. It’s more than just that. I agree, it’s probably the beginning of a fertile period. I’ve been agitated almost, and I think it doesn’t have anything to do with what is going on at home.”

Arthur moved his hips, and when he slipped out, I noticed there was a lot more mess than usual. “Yeah, that right there is another indicator,” he said. “Let me send Father a quick message and ask if he and Dad can keep Edric for a few days. I don’t think we’re going to be spending much time outside of this bed for the foreseeable future.”

I nodded as Arthur kissed my arm and then felt him roll away from me. When there was a sudden breeze on my backside, I smiled. He was always taking care of me, and the fact that he’d just cleaned me with magic wasn’t unusual for him. I sighed and rolled to my back. I glanced down my body, saw my mostly hard cock, and rubbed a hand down my face. For the moment, the urgency was satisfied. That wasn’t to say it wouldn’t return in a moment’s time. While Arthur took care of making arrangements for Edric’s care, I had to wonder if this fertile period would be any different than the past few. Would I catch this time? Would we welcome another child finally? Or was fate still being fickle?

Arthur returned and dove onto the bed beside me, pulling me from my thoughts. “Food. Do you want a meal?” he asked. His fingers touched my stomach and then trailed down to my cock, which instantly perked up. “Perhaps later though? It seems I didn’t fully satisfy you last time.”

I was going to tell him that I was completely content and my body didn’t know what it was talking about, but Arthur leaned down and swallowed my cock to the root just then, and all thought except the pleasure he was giving me fled.

Chapter 17

Arthur

“Master, welcome back,” Balthazar said. “How was your visit to Montana?”

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