The next day

You awaken the next day feeling refreshed and well-rested, though your hole is still tender after the extended attention Robert paid to it the previous day. Your neck still has a sore spot as well; as you reach up to touch it, you remember the older man possessively marking you there with his mouth as he bred you.

The memory sends a thrill of pleasure through your body, and you're disappointed to see that the space on the bed next to you is vacant. You slowly get out of bed, making your way to the shower to clean up all the sweat and...other bodily fluids from the previous day.

As you shower, you have time to think. What started as a quick romp to get your required pregnancy over with has grown. With how insatiable Robert was yesterday, you doubt he'll stop wanting to fill you with his seed after impregnating you.

And you have to admit to yourself that you've never felt the smallest fraction of the pleasure Robert subjected you to before yesterday. It doesn't hurt either how wanted he made you feel... you suspect you'll agree to being his bride, his mate, for as long as he'll have you.

You suppress the urge to play with yourself in the shower, knowing you'll need every bit of stamina you can muster to keep up with the man who has claimed you as his.

You dry yourself upon exciting the shower, and decide to go looking for the owner of the house.