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He bends again and presses his tongue through my open flesh, and I have to clench to stop myself from bucking.

“Don’t hold it in, baby. Let me know how good I make you feel.”

A long moan escapes my lips and he pushes my legs wider apart and begins sucking on my sex. His dark eyes never leave mine.

My hands go to the back of his head, holding him close. The sounds of his grunts and my moans echo in the room as he keeps lapping at me.

He builds me up to an almost-orgasm, and then he stops right at the edge of it. I grasp his hair, tugging, trying to put his face back where it belongs.

He resists, a devilish look on his face.

I pant and then growl his name, “Damon.”

“You can't come yet,” he growls back.

“Please.”

He yanks me closer and blows air across my clit.

“Aaaahhh,” I moan in ecstasy. “I need you.”

“You'll come on my cock and not a moment before.”

Again and again, he sucks me, teases me, bringing me to the edge of ecstasy before he takes it away, leaving me writhing and begging. “Please,” I moan. “Daddy, please.”

“Please what?”

“Please fuck me.”

“Get back on all fours.”

I do, and he positions himself behind me. I can see his cock through my legs, and I swear he looks like he’s about to come.

It seems I’m right because he curses and slides his rock-hard length into my slick pussy.

“You’re too fucking tempting for your own good. I wanted to tease you a little, but it seems that’s not happening.”

His hands grip my hips, pulling me against him roughly, and I can’t help the moan that escapes me. I melt into him, letting him take control as he always does.

He pounds into me, never relenting, and I lunge my hips back to meet his thrusts. He bends and cups my breast, using it as leverage as he fucks me.

With an impressive show of strength, he changes our position so I’m facing him. He takes one of my nipples in his mouth and pulls on it. I scream with pleasure.

“Tell Daddy what you want now.”

“What?”

“You said you wanted to travel,” he whispers against my skin, his breath hot on my neck as he pounds me. “Now tell Daddy what you want. You know I’ll do anything for you.”

His words fuel the fire in me, and I cling to him, letting myself fall deeper into the overwhelming sensation of being his, of being loved by him in this raw, intense way.

“I just want to love you every day,” I whisper, gasping as pleasure takes over, and we both fall apart together, lost in the heat of the moment, the world disappearing around us.

When it’s over, we collapse beside the fire. Damon pulls me close, wrapping me in his arms, and for a moment, we just lay there in the glow of the flames, the world quiet and peaceful.

I rest my head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart, and that’s when I decide to tell him.

“I’m pregnant.” I make sure I say it quietly as my fingers trace lazy circles on his chest.

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