This should be more delicate. This should be slow and sweet and on the bed of rose petals I laid out for her. But we’ve never gone according to plan, and a hot, steamy fuck in the closet is pretty close to perfect. She grips my hair as I pull her other breast free and then suck that nipple into my mouth.

“Oh God, that mouth of yours,” she moans.

“You call me King when my cock is buried inside your royal pussy.”

“I think you should taste my royal pussy, King.”

I pull out and immediately do as she asks, putting my mouth on her wet cunt and licking her. She moans, and I can discern a slightly metallic taste from her virgin pussy, but there’s nothing her body does that could possibly turn me off.

Just when I think she’s close to cumming, I sit up and push my cock back into her impossibly tight cunt. She’s just as tight as the first thrust, but she keeps telling me that she wants it harder. And I would never deny my queen.

She digs her nails into my chest as her eyes close tight and her back bows off the floor. She shouts her release, and I roar mine, feeling her pussy contract and massage my cum out. The feeling of my own orgasm filling up her womb triggers the release of even more cum. It goes on forever, and my balls ache from it.

“Can’t stop,” I say through gritted teeth as I pump into her.

“Carlos,” she whispers, and pets my back, soothing me through the most powerful orgasm of my life. “All of it, King. Give me all of it.”

Her soft encouragements turn me on even more as my body shakes from the intensity. I’ve never before experienced anything like it, and once the last of the pulses stop, I want to collapse on top of her.

But there’s no extra room to spare, so I can’t roll over. I pull out and help her stand up, and then I put my hands on either side of her face and bring her lips to mine. The kiss is deep and binding, a promise of more to come.

We both put our clothes back in place as best we can, all while laughing at what we just did.

“You’re so impatient,” Heavenly teases, and I smack her ass.

“Can you blame me? I’m married to the most beautiful queen in the world. I’m only so strong.”

“Save some energy. You’re going to need it.”

Heavenly winks at me before she moves the broomstick and opens the closet door. If she thinks she’s just going to waltz out of here after that comment, she’s got another think coming.

“I think you need a lesson in just how much strength I’ve got,” I say, pulling her back in and securing the door.

By the time I let her get off again, she’s apologizing and promising she won’t ever sass me again. I already can’t wait for the next time she does it.

Epilogue

Heavenly

Ten months later…

“I can’t do this.” I watch as panic runs across Carlos’s face. I have to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing. What did he think would happen when we went at it like rabbits for months after we got married? Heck, I was just on him this morning. He’s been like this my whole pregnancy. In constant worry that something might be wrong with me.

I couldn’t imagine if I’d had a rough pregnancy. He probably would have had a heart attack by now. In fact, this pregnancy has been more than easy. I might sound crazy, but I’ve loved every minute of being pregnant, and I’ll be shocked if I’m not knocked up soon after we have our first son. We do have a giant baby room to fill.

“Calm down.” I grab his hand and pull him in for a deep kiss. He leans on the bed, doing as I commanded and kissing me back long and hard.

A throat clearing interrupts us. Carlos pulls back, and I smile at the doctor and wink. “That’s the best thing I can give him to get him to calm down,” I tell the doctor.

Carlos is about to have a mild breakdown, and I’m the one in labor and about to push our baby boy out. I grab the side of his face and pull him in closer. I hear the doctor talking, but I’m only half-listening to him.

“I love you,” I tell Carlos softly.

“I love you so damn much,” he replies.

“You better get used to this.” I rub my nose against his, and he does it back.

“I don’t like the idea of something hurting you. Something I can’t control,” he admits.

“This is the most beautiful pain I’ve been in in my life. It’s for us,” I remind him.

“God, you get more perfect every day.”

“Who would’ve thought I could be even more perfect?” I tease, making him smile as he presses his lips to mine.

“My king,” I say, pulling back from him.

“Yes, my queen?”

I grab his hand and hold on tight.

“Get ready to meet out little prince,” I murmur as I start to push, bringing our little boy into the world.

Epilogue

Carlos

Seven years later…

“How did you manage to do all this?” Heavenly asks as she looks around.

“I have my ways,” I say, grabbing her hand and pulling her down on the blanket with me.

The kids are in school for most of the afternoon, so usually Heavenly and I have lunch together. But today I wanted to do something special. I set up a picnic in the orchard for just the two of us. This side is private, but I even went so far as to hang blankets around us so that we’d be completely unseen.

The white gossamer flows around us, and it looks like something out of a movie. Heavenly is wearing a short yellow dress, and I trail my fingers up her lush legs.