Uncle Aleksei Series

Chapter33

“You act out to seek attention. Are you not getting enough?” I reach forward with my other hand and graze my rough knuckles across her soft clit. She moans and raises her hips. “I can smell your pussy from here.”

I inhale as she spreads her legs wider and puts her feet on the desk, opening her cunt for me.

“Pull your dress over your belly. I want to see the baby I created in you as I fuck you.”

She does as I ask and lies back, waiting for me to take her.

I enter her in one hard stroke. I’ve been so gentle with her lately, it’s a welcome pain for both of us as I ride her hard on the wooden desk.

“Do you like telling your teachers I’m your daddy?” The thickness of my cock is being swallowed by her tiny cunt, and I grip the edge of the desk to keep from falling to my knees.

“Yes,” she moans, lost in pleasure.

“Why?” I ask, fucking her so hard against the desk one of the framed diplomas behind it falls off the wall, the glass shattering on the floor.

“Because I like seeing the look on their faces,” Georgina confesses as her pussy clenches in response.

“When the word ‘daddy’ spills from your lips, it gets their cocks hard. All they can think about is having you on their laps and praying you won’t tell as their hand slips up your skirt.”

“Daddy.” Her moan is soft, and I grip her thighs.

“Louder. I want him to hear you say it. He’s standing right outside that door, begging for a taste of something he’ll never have.”

“Daddy!” she shouts, and I feel her pussy clench even harder.

Her orgasm hits her as I pound into his desk, denting it. There will be a permanent reminder in here for him that she belongs to me.

I spill my seed inside her and place my hand on her round belly as I do. The reminder that she’s been bred is there, and I breathe easy knowing she will forever be tethered to me.

“Happy birthday, my angel,” I say before leaning down and kissing her lips softly.

Two Years Later…

“Is Daddy breaking the rules?” I moan as Aleksei kisses my neck. I’m standing in our bathroom trying to get ready before the priest gets here and our little ones wake up from their nap.

“Are they both down?” he asks, nipping at the tender place beneath my ear. I lean, giving him more room to work his lips against me. Aleksei has been in his office this morning for a few hours. He doesn’t like to leave my side for long, even if it’s only to another room in the house.

“Da,” I confirm. My eyes fall closed. “You know we still have a little longer until I’m cleared,” I remind him, and myself, too. I want him. My body craves him like a drug. He growls against my skin, but we both know he won’t take me. My Aleksei would die before he’d let anything hurt me, but I really do feel fine. It’s only a few days away, and I don’t know if I can make it.

He turns me to face him. His big hands engulf my waist as he picks me up, sitting me on the counter. One of the thin straps on my nightie falls off my shoulder, revealing my breast. Aleksei’s eyes go straight there. Since having babies, he has an even bigger obsession with my tits — something I didn’t think was possible.

“My boys are fed?” he asks, licking his lips.

Before I can finish nodding, his mouth is on my nipple. His sucks make my whole body jerk. My knees widen, giving him more room to stand between them. I want to feel him pressed up against me.

“Daddy,” I moan. His hands go to the other strap, and he jerks it down, exposing me to the light of day. He leans back, my nipple popping from his mouth. A small bead of milk hangs from the tip, and I watch, transfixed, as he laps it up.