Page 42 of Magnus
She lifted her head and released him the moment she felt his balls draw up and she could feel the increased steeliness of his cock. “I want you inside me when you come,” she told him huskily.
“Condom?”
She moistened her bottom lip. “That depends.”
Magnus looked at her with glittering eyes. “On?”
“On when you last?—”
“Several months ago, and I’ve been tested since then,” he cut in.
“And I haven’t been with anyone since—since four months before the end of my marriage,” she admitted with a warming of her cheeks.
Magnus studied her intently for several long seconds before nodding his understanding of what shewasn’tsaying. “Do you want more children now or do you want to wait?”
Sapphie had neverthoughtshe would ever trust another man enough to want more children. But Magnus was unlike any other man she had ever met. “I think I would very much like to haveyourchild,” she admitted shyly.
Heat flared in his eyes. “It could be twins,” he warned. “My mother was a twin, and obviously, so am I.”
“How wonderful!” She loved the idea of havingtwoof Magnus’s babies to love and adore.
“So be it.”Magnus rolled to the side and took Sapphie with him, so that she was now lying beside him. “I want you,” he told her gruffly. “So much it hurts.”
Her smile was tremulous. “I want you too.”
“Thank God!” Magnus muttered before lowering his head to take one of her engorged nipples into his mouth, licking and sucking the turgid bud as he moved one of his hands between her thighs. She was already wet, her pussy lips swollen as Magnus’s fingers scooped up some of those juices before seeking out her turgid and sensitive clit.
Much as he wanted to just thrust his cock inside her and lose himself in her heat, Magnus knew he was a big man, and that his cock was perfectly in proportion to the rest of his body. He wanted to ensure Sapphie’s channel was relaxed and open before he attempted to enter her. The last thing he ever wanted was to hurt her.
He felt the increased gush of her juices as her pleasure deepened. He pushed one finger inside her, then two, feeling her tremble, the walls of her channel tightening before she climaxed.
Magnus was remorseless after that, taking her to that release again, then again, having three fingers inside her now as he readied her for taking his cock.
“Please, Magnus! I want you inside me!” she begged.
All his senses focused on Sapphie as he notched the head of his cock at the entrance of her channel and began to slowly push that thickness inside her.
“So good,” she groaned. “So, so good,” she cried out again once Magnus’s cock was fully inside her.
Magnus knew he couldn’t hold back any longer, his self-control shot to hell as he began to thrust deep inside her. Each stroke and tightening of her channel sent him ever nearer his own release.
“Come for me, Sapphie,” he instructed fiercely just minutes later. “Come for me now!” he groaned as he felt the familiar tingle at the base of his spine as indication that he was about to explode inside her.
Sapphie looked up at him, and they stared into each other’s eyes as they reached that pinnacle together.
“Time to wake up,you two. I have important news!”
Magnus rolled over in bed, muttering as he glared at the bedroom door that Linus had just knocked on but thankfully still stood on the other side of. “I swear by all that’s holy that I am seriously considering murdering my youngest brother! The only thing saving him right now is that he very wisely decided not to just barge in here.”
Sapphie chuckled, lying beneath the duvet beside him. She wasn’t laughing at what he’d said, but because he looked so disgruntled. His hair was tousled, and that dark scowl was back on his gorgeous face. Her humor evaporated at Linus’s next remark.
“Fergus is here too,” he called out cheerfully. “He’s in the kitchen making pancakes for Angel’s breakfast.”
Sapphie was so immediately alarmed at this news that she sat straight up in the bed. Not because she doubted the ability or good intentions of either of Magnus’s brothers, but because, for the first time since her daughter was born, she hadn’t heard Angel wake up or, now she was older, get out of bed.
“Just so you know, Fergus is no more impressed by the spider than you are and insisted, for hygiene reasons, that Angel put Henry back in the bedroom while we eat breakfast,” Linus added dryly. “Couple of wusses,” he taunted softly.
Sapphie threw back the cover and swung her legs to the floor before standing up. Which was when she became aware that not only was she still completely naked, but her breasts and thighs clearly showed abrasive burn marks from Magnus’s beard. She doubted her chin and cheeks had fared much better after the hungry kisses they had shared.
