Page 54 of The Buzz: Vol. One

He took the firm foam wedge from the side of the bed and rolled her onto it, facedown, before unfastening her diaper and folding the back of it down so he could lube up her bottom with his finger and then insert the thick, unyielding thermometer. His finger felt better of course but this morning routine of theirs had become one of her favorite parts of her day. Daddy taking her temperature in her backside while petting her and talking to her softly was nice.

The truth was, Daddy putting things in her bottom relaxed her. Also made her horny as hell. Sometimes he would plug her in the morning and she’d go about her day with glass or silicone or metal filling her ass, teasing her, but the reminder that he was always with her was comforting. He’d seen into the deepest parts of her and still wanted to be with her forever.

She turned her head to look at the huge diamond that sparkled back at her from her engagement ring on the bedside table. She’d told Eric it was too much, that she didn’t need anything but him and that was the truth. But she couldn’t deny she loved the way the two carat stone sparkled from the nest of swirling platinum and pavé diamonds, and her matching wedding band.

The weight of them as she managed the household, played taxi for the boys, met up with Sable and the girls at Caffeinatrix or at the chaotic but cozy Del Bosque home, or helped Cosima study for her GED was reassuring too. Eric had pickedher, wanted to take care ofher, wanted to have babies withher.

With the thick glass tube still firmly lodged inside her back channel, her daddy took out the temperature tracker that he’d inserted in her pussy at bedtime last night and synced it with his phone. And after ten minutes, Eric removed the thermometer from her backside and dutifully recorded the temperature in the app too, pressed a kiss to that deliciously sensitive spot right in front of her ear.

“Now let’s go use the potty so we can check your hormone levels, see if you’re ripe for Daddy to put a baby in your belly.”

All the fussing and procedures she went through every day would’ve made a lot of women impatient, but Devaney loved them. Loved the attention, loved how her daddy doctor touched her, focused on her, talked to her. Used that mix of clinical and sensual touch to make her crazy.

So desperate she found herself turned over his knee almost daily for being an incorrigibly sexual creature and misbehaving during various exams or treatments—not that being spanked made that any less true. Usually it made it more true and then he’d force orgasm after orgasm from her until she was a crumpled, sweaty heap of woman who was so worn out she needed to be spoon fed her meals. Of course Daddy liked to spoon- and bottle-feed her no matter what shape she was in.

Neither of them really went in for spanking as actual discipline but it was fun to find reasons to be “punished” since he’d turned out to be right about her enjoying being spanked. Plus it was a good stress reliever, a way to break the dam of emotion if simply talking about the issue wasn’t cutting it. Not to mention that the aftermath usually involved Eric fucking her silly and yeah, she would never say no to that.

Eric carried her over to the en suite and got her settled. It was still embarrassing to use the toilet in front of Eric even though he’d never done anything to make her self-conscious about it. She justwas. And for what? He’d seen every inch of her, inside and out. He controlled everything she ate, most everything she did, and they both liked it that way.

The boys didn’t know of course and she wouldn’t want them to. She didn’t think they’d understand yet the difference between the sweet and loving power exchange she and Eric had agreed upon that could change according to either one of their needs or wants, and an abusively controlling relationship.

Devaney did as she was told and while they were waiting for the verdict from the test strip, Eric brushed her teeth and hair. It seemed silly sometimes to enjoy how he did so many things for her but as he’d said to her probably a hundred times, what did it matter if they both liked it? It didn’t.

When time was up, Eric checked the results and a broad smile spread across his face.

“All signs point to yes, babygirl. Back in bed with you so I can fill you up.”

Chapter Two

Sometimes when the stars aligned and Devy would be most likely to get pregnant, they liked to play very inappropriate fertility clinic. This morning he didn’t feel like moving them to the inpatient room or to the clinic downstairs; he just wanted to fuck his gorgeous wife and spill inside her, hopefully make a baby.

They’d been trying since Gideon had married them at All Saints, and while it hadn’t happened yet, he knew it would. As he’d told Devy, he was a patient man and shew, wasn’t like it was a hardship to track her fertility and make love to her.

It was hard on his babygirl, though, each time she got her period. Not just the pain of her migraines and her endo—which were both still there but much better thanks to the specialists who had actually treated her and not dismissed her symptoms—but because she wanted to have babies so badly. He did too but Devy took it to heart when she didn’t conceive. As if it were her fault.

He’d hold her and kiss away her tears and tell her a thousand times it wasn’t anything she’d done or not done. It wasn’t. He’d reassure her too that they were going to have as many babies as she wanted whatever it took. And he wasn’t going to tell her just in case it didn’t happen, but he had a really good feeling about this month. This was gonna be it, he could feel it.

At the foot of their bed, he stripped off the flimsy silk masquerading as her nightgown and looked his fill at his buttercup. All creamy skin, glossy blond hair, and lush curves. Goddamn he was a lucky man. The shy smile that made her plump mouth curl up at the corners and the way she gazed at him from under her pale lashes with those bright cornflower blues almost knocked him on his ass. This woman filled his heart until it overflowed.

“Don’t be shy, baby. I want to see you. Now be a good girl and turn around for Daddy.”

Devy obeyed, turning on one of her little feet until she was facing their bed, her heart-shaped bottom basically begging to be kneaded and the fall of her golden locks pleading to be pulled. He could help on both accounts, and did, shucking his loose pants before crowding behind his wife to grab a sweet handful of her backside and wind a fist into her hair which he used to pull her head back until her head was cradled against his shoulder.

Sweet thing melted against him, rubbed her buttocks against his already throbbing and impatient erection as she sighed.

“That’s it, babygirl. You’re all mine. And now I’m going to take you for a ride.”

He used his grip on her hair to tilt her head, expose the pale expanse of her neck where he kissed and licked and nibbled at her. She loved his mouth here, from the spot just in front of her ear that made her shiver in the most charming way, to the meat of her trapezius where she groaned when he bit her, to the crest of her shoulder with its constellation of freckles.

Releasing his hold on her hair and buttocks, Eric slid his hands to her tits, cupped and weighed them in his hands. Full and heavy and luscious plus the way Devy panted and rocked against him when he toyed with her, especially when he pinched and rolled her nipples, tugged on them and took them in his mouth to suck was intoxicating.

With her facing away from him, he couldn’t suckle but he could twist and pull one of the firm little buds while he wrapped his fingers around her throat and held her against him. Never failed to elicit a little mewl and turn her knees to rubber.

“Mmm, such a sweet little girl, and so needy. You gonna use your big girl words to tell Daddy what you want?”

The heaving of her chest pushed her breast into his hand and he squeezed hard in response. “Come on, buttercup. Tell Daddy what you need.”

“Please,” she started, and then gasped when he twisted the raspberry tip of her nipple. “Please, Daddy. I need you to fuck me. Want you to shove your fat cock into my pussy and put a baby in my belly. Please.”

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