She asks you to claim her

I pulled out of her with a groan, my cock slick and throbbing. Mia whimpered at the sudden emptiness, but before she could say anything I turned her around and pulled her against me.

The kiss was hard and messy under the running water. I gripped the back of her neck with one hand and her hip with the other, my cock trapped between us and pressed against the heavy curve of her belly. She kissed me back just as desperately, moaning into my mouth while her hands roamed over my chest and shoulders.

When we finally broke apart, both of us breathing hard, Mia looked up at me with glassy, lust-drunk eyes.

“Bed,” she said, voice hoarse. “Take me to bed. I don’t want to finish in here.”

I didn’t argue.

I turned off the water, grabbed a couple of towels, and led her out of the shower. We didn’t bother drying off properly — just quick, half-hearted passes with the towels before I followed her down the hallway to the master bedroom.

The room was dark except for the light spilling in from the hallway. Mia climbed onto the bed on her back, propping herself up against the pillows so her massive belly wasn’t crushed. She spread her legs without hesitation, one hand resting on the top of her bump as she looked at me.

I crawled onto the bed between her thighs, my cock still hard and aching.

Mia reached down and wrapped her fingers around it, stroking me slowly while she held my gaze.

“I want you to claim me,” she said, voice low and serious. “Properly.”

I stayed still, waiting.

She kept stroking me, her thumb brushing over the head of my cock.

“I want you to fuck me like you’re putting a baby in me,” she continued, cheeks flushed but eyes steady. “Like this one inside me is yours. Like you’re claiming it. Claiming me.”

Her hand tightened around my cock.

“Show me what it would feel like,” she whispered. “If you were the one who got me pregnant. If you were the one who did this to me.”

The words hit me like a drug.

I moved forward, lining myself up with her pussy again. I rubbed the head of my cock along her slick folds, teasing her entrance while I looked down at her — at her flushed face, her full tits, and especially the huge, round belly rising between us.

“You want me to breed you?” I asked, voice rough.

Mia nodded, biting her lip.

“Even though I’m already pregnant,” she said. “I still want to feel it. I want you to fuck me like you’re trying to put another one in me. Like you’re taking what’s yours.”

I pushed back inside her in one slow, deep thrust.

Mia moaned loudly, her back arching as much as her belly allowed. I stayed deep for a moment, grinding against her while one of my hands spread wide over the top of her stomach.

“This what you want?” I asked, starting to move. “You want me to fuck you like I own this belly? Like I put this baby in you?”

“Yes,” she gasped, one hand coming up to cover mine on her stomach. “Fuck— yes. Just like that.”

I started fucking her in long, deliberate strokes, making sure she felt every inch. My hand stayed on her belly the entire time, possessive and firm.

“Tell me again,” I growled, picking up the pace. “Who does this pussy belong to?”

“You,” Mia moaned immediately, no hesitation. “It’s yours. You own it. You own me.”

I leaned down as much as her belly allowed and kissed her again, hard and deep, while I kept fucking her. Every thrust made her belly shift and bounce between us.

“Good girl,” I muttered against her mouth. “Then take it. Take the cock that owns you.”

Mia wrapped her legs around my waist as best she could and pulled me deeper, moaning every time I bottomed out.

“Claim me,” she begged, voice breaking. “Please— claim me like I’m yours.”