Chapter 55 Worries

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Delilah's POV
Daryl kicked the door shut behind us and crossed to the bed, laying me down gently. "Figured I better treat my bride like she deserves while I still can. Besides Smokestack, I remember what those pregnancy hormones did ta your libido last time, and I wanna take advantage a that while I can too." He had unzipped my jeans and pulled them off and was now working on getting my t-shirt off. He pulled off his own shirt and dropped onto the bed next to me.

He ran his hands along my belly and followed with kisses. "Think your belly will get bigger faster this time?"

I threaded my fingers through his hair and shrugged. "I dunno. Maybe. Probably gonna depend a lot on how much weight I lose because of the nausea first."

He scowled and looked up into my eyes. "Doc, you can't afford ta lose much more. Ya never fully regained the weight ya lost from nursin' Bowyn and Maeve at the same time. You're gonna make me worry way too much about ya."

I ran my fingers slowly through his hair, watching as his eyes closed and his face relaxed in response. "I'll do my best ta eat when I can Daryl. It's not like I enjoy feelin' like this. Ya know I love food. But hey, there's a plus side here. My boobs have already started gettin' bigger again."

Daryl's eyes flew open, and he looked hungrily towards my breasts. He crawled up my body and reached one hand under my back to unhook my bra. "Gotta have a look at this myself." he growled as he pulled my bra off. His eyes widened as he noticed, that there had been some changes already. He filled each hand with a breast, then rubbed his calloused palms across my sensitive nipples. I moaned and arched my back, pushing them closer to his hands. He lowered his head and began to lick and nibble on the hard tips. "Mmmmm. God I love your tits Delilah." he growled, making my pussy wetter.

"Daryl, please!" I groaned as he continued his torturously slow exploration of my breasts.

He smiled against the nipple he had in his mouth. "Daryl please what?"

"Daryl, please everything! I want yer hands all over me. I wanna feel you inside me. I want ya ta fuck me hard! I want ya ta make me cum!" I cried out.

Daryl looked into my eyes and smiled. "Ya don't want very much. How 'bout we take one want at a time?"

Daryl ran his hands lightly over my body. The feel of his rough callouses against my soft skin felt incredibly erotic. I tangled my hands through his hair and pulled his mouth to mine. Our tongues fought briefly for dominance before I submitted, knowing that losing would bring me much more pleasure. He skimmed a hand lower and slid his fingers under the edge of my lacy panties. He dipped one thick finger into my wet folds, then pulled it up to rub across my clit. I groaned as he pushed his finger in circles against my core. He broke his lips away from mine and moved between my legs. As he moved across my leg he shed his pants and boxers. He shook his head at the lace fabric covering my mound. "These need ta go." he growled as he ripped them off me.

I felt Daryl's body cover mine as he leaned down to suck my peaked nipples. My hips rose to grind against him, and he slid his hand back down to my core. He dipped two fingers inside me as his thumb pushed against my clit. I bucked against his hand. "Oh fuck Daryl. I'm so close!"

He moved his mouth to my ear. "No Delilah. Not yet. Wait."

I whined and tried to slow the movement of my thrusting pelvis, but Daryl's fingers never paused in their attack, and his lips lowered to the spot on my neck, just below my earlobe. "Daryl! I can't... I can't..." I cried out as I came hard against his fingers.

Daryl waited until my walls stopped clenching against his fingers before pulling them out. He licked them once, then pushed them against my lips. "Taste." I opened my mouth obediently and licked and sucked his fingers. He groaned as he watched, and I could feel his manhood twitch against me. "Such a good girl now. It's too bad you disobeyed and came before I gave you permission. He pulled up onto his knees. "Turn over!" My eyes widened in anticipation as I flipped onto my belly. "Good. Now stick that sweet ass up in the air for me." I pushed up onto my knees and felt Daryl's hands begin to rub lightly across my ass. "Oh this ass is gonna be so red by the time I'm done!"

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