Become his wife

A day before now you would have been disgusted that someone would ask you to be their wife. But with Robert, he cared for you, listened and showed you pleasure you didn't think possible.

“I will be your wife,” Robert's face lights up and embraces you in a hug. “I feel safe with you, ever since I first saw you I needed to be close to you. I love you Robert, make me your wife, let me have your kids.” You grab his cock and feel it's already hard, stroking it a spot of pre-cum goes on your hand. You take your hand and insert it into your pussy “Come on...breed your new wife.”

“I can't believe this is happening, you've made me so happy Gwen, I love you.” With that declaration he kneels behind you and prepares to take you like an animal, with you on all fours. No hesitation this time, his cock goes straight into your pussy like they were meant for each other. He begins to fuck you faster, slapping your ass, making comments “You wanted my cock in you since you met me haven't you, just waiting for a man to make you his wife.”

“Yes...I'm such a slut I've been needing this, to be bred with your delicious cum. Go on... fill my womb with it!” With that you feel his cock swell inside you, plunging deep to your womb. A warmth fills your insides and Robert grunts in pleasure. He did it, filled your womb with his sperm, you couldn't be happier.

Six months later

You are standing in the garden enjoying the sun on your face. Working at the back is Robert, gathering plants for dinner. Seeing the man you love you rub your belly which has filled out thanks to your pregnancy. Recollecting back to the day you met him you remember how he fucked you all day after he confessed his love to you. Being a knight seems like a lifetime ago, you're sure the others were fine and managed to return home. The equipment you arrived with was sold to prepare for the baby, you didn't need it anymore, not with being a mother now. You feel Robert embrace you from the back pulling you into a kiss. Your irises are the same red as his which are reflected in his eyes. Everything is perfect.