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“Ah, ah, ah, Bruno, yes, there, more please!” You cried out loudly, arching your back with loud moans as you pressed and rocked back into the hard, fast thrusts of your husband. Your swollen belly rocked and swayed with every movement, and you whimpered loudly when you felt Bruno’s hands move up from your hips to cup your abdomen, a bolt of lust shooting through you at the deep, pleased growl that left his throat.
“You’re so tight for me, cara,” He snarled, clutching your belly firmly as he leaned down against your back, pressing your upper body down against the soft pillows of the bed. You whined loudly and he shushed you, rubbing the stretched skin under his hands, “Look at you, heavy with my child, begging so heatedly for the cock that filled and bred you so well,” He huffed, shifting his position so he could fuck into you harder, faster, possessed by the sight and feel of your full body rolling with his every movement.
Your breath hitched loudly at his words, voice muffled by the pillows as you bit into them, clutching at them with your hands. One of Bruno’s hands tangled itself in your hair, jerking your head back up from the pillow, “No, no, no, cara, I want to hear your pretty voice,” He rumbled hotly, nipping and sucking at the already bruised skin of your neck and shoulders, your voice warbling with loud cries of his name, “I want to hear you beg for me to cum, for this cock to fill you up and spill my cum deep inside you, claiming you as mine,” You whined loudly at his words, his hips snapping sharply against your ass, his heavy balls slapping against the throbbing nerves of your clit, “You’re so full with my baby, so heavy and beautiful, glowing prettily when you talk about our baby! Such a good mother, keeping them safe and warm in your stretched womb, fuck!” He growled, his hips stuttering in his brutal pace, leaning more into every thrust, going as deep inside you as he could, “You want it, don’t you? You want me to fuck you full with my cum, claim you even more than you already are, showing everyone that you’re mine!”
“Yes!” You cried loudly, gasping desperately for air as you arched into his hard, sloppy thrusts, hearing him hiss at the feeling of your wet walls clinging to his hard cock, “Yes, yes, yes, please Bruno, I want it, I want you to cum inside me, prove I’m yours, please, oh Gods, yes, ah-!”
“Cum for me,” He snarled, demanding and hot, one hand curled in your hair and holding your head up, the other cupping the heavy bulge of your pregnant belly, “Cum for me, (Y/N), let me fill you up with my cum, yes, yes, that’s it!” Bruno groaned heatedly, feeling your pussy walls clutching and milking at his cock as you came with a wail. Thrusting as deeply inside you as he could, Bruno bit deeply into the marked skin of your shoulder, groaning at the taste of your skin and sweat, hot ropes of his cum gushing out of his cock and deep inside your cunt.
He ground inside you as he came, rolling his hips against yours as his cock pulsed and throbbed. You both panted loudly as you came down from your highs, your body relaxing against the pillows that had been holding you up with a small moan of exhaustion. Bruno chuckled softly, slowly pulling out of your stuffed cunt and leaning back to watch as his cum spilled out of you slowly, staining the sheets between your thighs with a mixture of his seed and your juices.
Bruno shuddered at the sight, arousal pooling in the pit of his belly, cock twitching. He used his thumbs to pull your labia open, ignoring your little whine of complaint, admiring the sight of your ruined sex. Chuckling, he pressed a kiss to the back of your head, curling around your back and turning the two of you onto your sides, “Perfect.”