The Wrong Type Of Love

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{lemon warning}

Waylon ran his hand up Jacky's back as he lifted her shirt up off her body. Jacky sighed softly blushing, she let him peel her clothing off and let his hands trail gently along her body. "I love you." He said softly against her neck, she turned around and took his shirt off and ran her hands along his scaly well built body. "I love you more..." She purred. He picked her up and laid her on the bed. He admired her body as he gently slid his manhood into her sweet untouched cavern. Her hymen broke and a tiny amount of blood trickled. Jacky was gripping onto the sheet, "I'm sorry..I'm sorry.." He whispered softly as he kissed her neck. She gently cupped the back of his neck with her legs held at his sides. He thrusted inside her making waves of pleasure run and scatter across her body
"W-Waylon~" jacky whimpered
"Jacky~" he moaned against her neck.
The air was filled with sounds of love and compassion. Jacky's fingernails dug into Waylon's back as she buried her face into his neck. He held her thighs to his sides as he went faster, hearing her moan his name over and over again. Soon they yelled each other's names when they reached the edge. Waylon's seed filled Jacky's womb
"Waylon~"
"Yeah~"
"I-I love you~.."
"I love you more~.."

As the weeks went by, Waylon always waited for her to pull him aside and tell him something. He felt that he wanted a child but at the same time he was scared. What if the baby came out like he did, what if they grew scared of him, what if...

He doesn't turn out to be good father..