Breeding Call: Virgin Initiations (BDSM Erotic Romance) (Bred in Underfalls) Read Online Free PDF Page A

her lips, as she had dreamed about doing earlier. Axel's muscles pulsed as she brushed him with pleasure, her lips strumming his entire length.

    “ It's so good,” he murmured, reaching out to hold her wrist. “But we can't let an opportunity like this go to waste, can we?”

    You've already started it. Better finish the job, she thought. Jordan worked fast to unbind her dress before she rolled it over her head.

    With her naked skin freed to the cool air again, she straddled him. It took a little effort to stay off his most sensitive spots, but eventually she found her place.

    In the quiet of mid-evening, they rocked in the mattress. Jordan enjoyed the control, being able to have him as fast or as slow as she wanted, straining and smiling as his enormous girth continued stretching her from the inside out. Her little ass rippled as she dove into him faster.

    Axel clenched his jaw, fighting through the discomfort at the base of his spine as pleasure flooded him with its fuzzy heat. His fingers reached to her butt and tightened, holding her in place as he started to rock harder, rubbing her body from side to side, until it slaved over his tree trunk hardness.

    A little faster, a little faster...Jordan's eyes fluttered shut. Shrill murmurs boiled from her mouth, setting the air alight. Axel grunted and jabbed upward, giving her longer, harder strokes. He felt her wetness beginning to spasm on his rod.

    “ That's it. Go on, little rabbit, scream with everything you have as I empty my seed inside you.” His words were orders her body couldn't resist.

    Her orgasm tightened and broke into distinct waves, each time crashing down upon her in a toe curling tsunami, the last impulse he needed to let go himself. Axel's guttural cries threatened to drown her out as he felt his testes pucker, spraying his hot white seed toward her womb. His erection bulged and released, hurling jet after jet of milky semen into her void.

    When their sex ended, she rolled off him and collapsed. Her head found its way to his shoulder and he lightly stroked her hair.

    “ When do you think it will take?” He asked. Women, he knew, always discovered their pregnancy before he did. He was convinced there was an instinct that kicked in long before the more obvious signs.

    Jordan looked up, her eyes aglow with whorls of excitement. “It already has, Axel. I can feel my womb burning with magic.”

Heartbreak or Exile

    Pregnancy hit her with full force nearly six weeks later. Jordan spent her days feeling nauseous and exhausted, confined to the hollow under his kindly orders.

    Axel only ventured as far as necessary for food in the wintery environment. His wounds were healed, but the sting of her touch after his battle with the rival hunter remained. The female had become a beautiful ghost, equally frightening and alluring.

    “ You mustn't let her grow too deep in your life,” he muttered. “By next autumn, she'll have to return to the village, babe in hand only if it's a daughter.”

    He froze. His voice must have attracted the attention of the dark shape on the horse, just a few yards from where he was gathering wood. The mottled gray steed snorted, blowing its breath like a dragon in the cold.

    Axel could feel its master's eyes, though he couldn't see the face concealed in the dark cloak around the figure's head. He tipped his head respectfully.

    The figure stared a moment longer and then slapped its reigns, taking off through the thicket of trees. Axel waited until the beating of hooves departed, an unnatural sound in winter like rain drops. When it had gone, he gathered up the rest of the firewood and ran back to the hollow, as fast as his aching knees would carry him.

    Jordan was just shaking herself from sleep when he burst in. The alarm on his face raised her own alertness, a clang near her heart that led her to sit up. A little too fast – her head spun, a byproduct of her body trying to grow accustomed to the baby.

    “ What's