Se connecterArthur's gaze was thoughtful, his fingers still tracing soft patterns on her skin. "Have you ever..." He paused, choosing his words carefully. "Have you ever thought about having another child?" Luna's eyes widened slightly in surprise. It wasn't a topic they had discussed in depth before. "Another
"Not God, baby," Arthur murmured against her neck, his breath hot. "Just me. And you're so close, aren't you? Come for me, Luna. Now." His voice was a dark command, his thumb pressing down on her sensitive nub as his fingers continued to pump into her. Arthur felt her body tense, her insides pulsat
Luna's laugh was a mixture of mirth and desire. She pushed herself up on her toes, pressing her body against his. "Show me," she challenged, her eyes glittering with mischief. Arthur didn't hesitate. He immediately claimed her lips in a searing kiss, his hands roaming over her body with a possessiv
............. -2 years later- Luna was standing in the balcony, while both her kids were asleep in another room with Luna's mother, who came over to give them a visit, and decided to stay a night with her grandchildren. Arthur came up behind Luna, and wrapped his arms around her from behind, pul
Arthur smiled at his son's enthusiasm, beckoning him over. "It's okay, Mom," he said. "He can come, just be gentle." He then turned to Ethan and held out his hand, indicating for him to come closer. Ethan eagerly ran over to his father, still bouncing with energy. He stood next to the bed, eagerly
"Hey," he said, his voice hoarse. "You're awake." He stood up slowly, careful not to wake the baby sleeping in his arms, and crossed to the bed. He sank back down into the chair next to Luna's bed, still holding their child close to his chest. "How are you feeling?" he asked, his eyes searching h
"Stop flattering yourself," Her voice flickered with sarcasm as she spoke. he chuckled at her sarcastic tone, finding her stubbornness and sass endearing. he pulled her even closer, his chest pressed firmly against her softness. "I'm not flattering myself, sweetheart," he whispered, his breath hot
Luna stared at him, still not ready to give in and wear those Lingerie. the proximity made it hard for her, her breath became heavy, her chest went up and down. He could see the tension and desire building in her body, her quickened breath and rising chest driving him wild. She was struggling to ho
{Third person's pov} they took their seats at the dinner table, the atmosphere tense and filled with unspoken tension. his parents, still struggling to wrap their minds around his declaration, kept stealing glances at Luna and at him. he reached under the table and squeezed her thigh, silently c
"keep that back, I am never wearing that." she spoke, her face flickering with nervousness. she knew he was determined and he will do it no matter what, but she still denied it. he chuckled at her protest, her nervous tone only making him more amused. he put the lacy piece back and picked up another







