I'm Raising Royal Babies {ORIGINAL VERSION; BOOK 3}

Chapter 19: An Arcane Covet

Shadé, Ezra, Mama, the Twins, and Tori are all to the side --->

Chapter 19: An Arcane Covet

Vincent

Sometimes, when a woman's sex is so good, you actually have to slow your strokes down just to savor how good she feels wrapped around you. Other times, you have to do it to keep yourself from coming too quickly. My strokes weren't too fast for those two reasons. And so far, I was able to last over an hour; way more than how long I thought I would initially last. But can you blame me? When I entered her, I felt like God was accepting me into heaven and stripping me of my sins.

We were currently in my favorite position. She was lying down on her back, her legs rested on my shoulder with her hands tenderly caressing my abs and pecs. My sofa was large enough in area to give me access to be on my knees and penetrate her beautiful core. I liked this position...a lot. It gave me the view of the many facial expressions she'd make to match with every melodic moan she'd release with every stroke I'd give her. Her eyes would flutter, she'd bite her lip, and sometimes, when she arches her back, her eyes would roll back and her mouth would form an 'O' shape. That meant that I was definitely doing something right.

I felt myself suddenly get closer to my peak, which urged me to stroke even slower. My eyes were hooded, but I could still see that she was saying something to me. I couldn't hear anything she was saying, but her mouth sure did look kissable in that moment.

I grunted, extendedly as I felt my self coming. It was different from how I felt when I pleasure myself, but that was because she was so warm inside. It was like being home, where I belonged.

I looked down at her sweat-ridden face to see that she was crying and moaning simultaneously.

I held up her legs with my hands and moving my knees backward, I slowly pulled out of her. I watched intensely as she tried pushing my semen out of her. I frowned and looked up at her.

"What's wrong," I asked, creasing my brows in confusion.

She looked at me and suddenly kicked my chest. "Why, Vincent," she cried.

"I...I'm sorry," I apologized, holding up my hands as a defense mechanism against whatever other blows she'd send my way.

"Just...get away from me," she snapped, kicking at my leg.

I blinked a few times before standing up to pull on my boxer briefs. I tried so hard to suppress the growing smile on my face. She could possibly end up pregnant again, meaning that she'd probably come back to England with me.

I went into my room, noticing the twins were still asleep. After all the noise she'd been making, they were still asleep. They were definitely heavy sleepers.

I looked at the time, seeing that it was only 11:15. It felt like it was later for some reason.

Nonetheless, I headed to my bathroom and stripped myself naked. I stepped into my shower, content with the fact that, this time, I didn't have to pleasure myself tonight.

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After finishing my late shower, I decided to check on Shadé, only to find that she was still on the sofa, crying. Her naked figure was concealed by the thin fabric of a beige sheet. It hurts to see her crying so hard, but it hurts even more knowing I was the one who caused her to cry in the first place.

"I'm sorry, Shadé. I'm really, really sorry," I apologized to her crying figure.

"Why the fuck didn't you just listen to me," she shouted, sitting up with the sheet around her chest.