The tip of my cock hits the back of her throat, and she gags around it.
“Breathe through your nose and swallow with each stroke,” I grit out, feeling the tension in my balls build. I want to come in her mouth once before I fuck her senseless, but if she can’t handle taking me deep into her mouth, I’ll have her anyway I can.
She does as I instruct, swallowing my cock with each deep thrust inside her throat. My fingers sink into her hair, and I find my hips thrusting upwards, forcing her take me deeper.
“Shit, baby…” I growl. “I’m going to come. Do you want me to come in your mouth—come down your throat? Fill your belly with my seed?”
I look down at her for approval. She gives me the tiniest nod, her eyes filled with nothing but deep desire—desire to please me, to pleasure me—and fuck, does it turn me on more.
“Swallow it. Every drop,” I order. My grip on her hair tightens as I continue thrusting into her throat, hearing her gag around my shaft until my balls tighten and a tingle runs down my spine. It feels like I’ve been struck by lightning. My body shakes, an explosion of pleasure coursing through me as I come deep inside her throat, watching through hooded eyes as she swallows every single drop of my come.
She releases me with a pop that resonates through the room, and without thought, I pull her from the floor and into my arms. I kiss her with a frantic need. She is all I will ever need. All I will ever want. She has tamed me, tamed the beast inside me, and shown me love and compassion when no one else had. She’s given me it all—and I’ll give her forever.
“Be my wife,” I whisper against her lips, pulling her shirt off and gently pushing her back against our bed.
“Wife?” she gasps.
“Yes, wife. Be my wife. I don’t have a ring right this second, but that doesn’t matter. I want you to be my forever, Sophie.” I lean over her body, my cock already rock hard again, ready to claim every inch of her beautiful body.
“Forever is a long time. Are you…?”
“I’m more than fucking sure. I was sure the moment I met you.”
“Then yes, make me your wife, Roman.” There’s no hesitation. She wants this—wants me—forever.
“I love you. I’ll spend the rest of my life proving it to you,” I whisper against her lips before pulling her panties down her legs. I make good on my promise, bringing her to orgasm, again and again, with my tongue, fingers, and then my cock, all while whispering mine.
Epilogue
Two Months Later
Sophie
We sit in the waiting room of the clinic. My eyes are on my hands, the three-carat diamond ring Roman got me glittering in the light. I’ve never felt so cherished and loved in my entire life. There’s just one thing missing from my life now.
“Everything will be fine, baby,” Roman tries to soothe me, rubbing his hand along my back in circles.
“I want to give you children. I want to be more than your wife.” Tears sting my eyes. I told myself I wouldn’t cry today, but there isn’t any way around it. After having sex for months without a condom, I grew concerned. I hadn’t had a period for a long time, and with all the sex we’ve been having, a woman my age should be knocked up.
“You’re more than my wife. We’ll keep trying. I don’t care.” Roman’s green eyes penetrate mine. He means it. He won’t give up, just like I won’t.
“Sophie,” a nurse calls from the door across the room. We get up, hand in hand, and walk over to meet her. She gives us both a smile, and we head back to the room to meet with the doctor. At the end of the day, all I want to know is what the problem is.
“Doctor Brown.” The nurse stops in the doorway of Doctor Brown’s office.
“Sophie, good to see you again. Please, come sit down.” She points to the chairs in front of her desk. We take a seat, and I try to twist my lips into a friendly smile, but I’m afraid I’m just too nervous. Roman’s hand tightens around mine.
“I’ve looked at all your test results and I’m positive I've figured out what the problem is.”
Problem.
“It looks like one of your ovaries is not working properly, meaning it’s not producing any eggs. And unfortunately, on the other side, where your ovary seems to be functioning fine, the fallopian tube has a blockage.”
“So, what does that mean?” Roman asks, concern coating his words. “Will she be able to get pregnant?” My heart thuds into my throat. I don't know if I want to know the answer. Will Roman despise me if I can't have children? I tell myself he won't, but I know he wants kids, at least some day.
“Well, here is the good news. Your uterus looks great, which means you could carry a child, and you are producing eggs in one of your ovaries. You could become pregnant through in vitro, but it would be almost impossible for you to become pregnant naturally.”
The doctor keeps talking about the process, hormonal treatments, injections, egg extraction followed by insemination, then replacing the egg inside me. She talks about all the risks that come with it and how it is a long process and most women have to try for multiple cycles. With every word she speaks, my heart sinks a little lower. I want children. I've always wanted to be a mother...but this? Being impregnated unnaturally in a lab?
Tears sting my eyes and slide down my face before I even realize it. I push myself up and out of the chair. I got the answer I needed, and that's that.
“I-I can’t do this.” I barely get the words out before I start sobbing uncontrollably. I run out of the office and back out into the waiting room.
“Sophie, wait.” Roman’s voice is right behind me. With the next step I take, strong arms wrap around me from behind. I turn in his hold and bury my face into his chest.
“I’m sorry, Roman. I don’t know if I can do this. I always planned to do it naturally. I just…I want children, but not at that expense.”
“We don’t have to do any of this if you don’t want to. It's your body, baby. You know I'll never stop trying to put a baby inside you, though.” He winks, making the tears subside.
“I’m so sorry. I didn’t know there was something wrong with me…”
“Stop it. There’s nothing wrong with you.” He tips my chin up and cups both my cheeks. My face is caught between his large hands, forcing me to look at him, to hear his words. “Don’t ever say that again. There’s nothing wrong with you. You are perfect in every way possible. Don’t you ever say anything like that again. I love you and will remain by your side no matter what. This changes nothing, Sophie.”
“I love you so much,” I tell him, feeling like I need to. I need to tell him every day how much he means to me. He leans down and presses his lips to mine for a long time. So long, that when we break the kiss, there is an uncomfortable looking woman standing next to us.
“Sorry, guys. I didn't want to interrupt, but I need to go that way.” She points to a door behind us and we move out of the way.
When we get to the checkout desk, I ask the lady to give my apologies to Dr. Brown for running out like that, but she assures me it’s completely fine. I’m probably not the first women who freaked out and stormed off.