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Hello My Lovelies!
WE MEET AGAIN! Hi! How are you?! I have missed my Murder Babies something FIERCE and felt the need to update their story. I have written many other stories since LW but my heart keeps pulling me back to them...
So...I have a one-shot update for you, today! I may write more at some point...I probably will. At any rate, I hope you enjoy this!
Lord Kylo Ren whispered an Alderaanian lullaby to the sleeping cherub nestled in the crook of his arm; his yellow eyes never straying from her tiny, angelic face. Besides her mother, Bijou was the most beautiful thing the Sith Lord had ever seen. Although his daughter favored him with her pale skin and raven black hair, the future Empress was Reyna's twin in every other way. With almond shaped eyes, deep dimples, and rosebud lips, there was definitely no question as to who her mother was. Now there were two women within the Galaxy that could bring the bloodthirsty Lord Kylo Ren to his knees; he wouldn't have it any other way.
Silently wheeling itself into the master bedroom, ZZ-2 headed straight towards Ren at his position on the carved, king sized bed. It was time for the droid to collect the dreaming newborn, whether the Sith liked it or not.
"If you will just hand her over to me, Lord Ren, I will put Lady Bijou down for the night," ZZ-2 offered, stretching out its robotic claws towards Ren.
Scowling at the droid, Lord Ren snuggled the sleeping babe tighter in his bare arms. His tolerance for the bucket of bolts was steadily waning with every day cycle. Ren would allow it to put Bijou in her crib when he was ready, and not a moment sooner.
"Give me a second, droid," Ren growled softly, not wanting to wake his precious daughter.
Whirling a pace backwards on its wheels, ZZ-2 made a disapproving mechanical squeak and dropped its arms. The droid was used to Lord Ren's attitude and wasn't nervous in the slightest. There was no way Lady Rey would allow him to use ZZ-2 for scrap; no matter how many times Ren threatened.
"Lady Rey sent me, Lord Ren," the droid warned.
Opening his mouth to offer the metal bucket a curt retort, Ren was officially silenced when he noticed Reyna slinking through the doorway in a swirl of garnet colored satin. It had been ages since he had seen his Darksider wife wear anything remotely scandalous. Just the mere sight of her draped in the skin tight, floor length gown rendered him utterly speechless.
'Good,' Reyna pushed through their shared Bond, a smirk quirking her petal pink lips, 'that's how I like you, Husband.'
Giving Ren a wink, Reyna stepped her way towards the black, lacquered vanity on the opposite side of the room. It had become routine for Ren to take Bijou as soon as he returned for the night so she could enjoy a hot bath and some alone time. Staring at her husband's reflection in the mirror, Reyna couldn't help but laugh as she remembered the initial doubt she felt in his fathering skills. Ren doted on their daughter and took over Bijou's care whenever he could. There was no better father than Kylo, of that Reyna was certain.
"She's fast asleep, my love," Reyna purred while picking up a gilded hairbrush and running the soft bristles through her damp locks, "...and dreaming of you."
Pulling his eyes away from his wife, Ren turned his gaze down to his daughter and allowed his full lips to curl into a smile. From the moment Bijou was born, it was apparent that she and Reyna had cemented their own unique Force Bond. At first he was slightly jealous that he couldn't communicate as easily with his daughter as Reyna. Now, he thanked the Maker for bestowing this special gift upon them.
"Is she? Tell me," Ren encouraged, swiping the calloused pad of his thumb along the newborn's rosy cheek.
Setting her hairbrush down, Reyna turned away from her vanity and padded her bare feet towards the bed. Allowing herself a moment to appreciate the way Ren was so lovingly looking at Bijou, the girl took a seat on the edge of the mattress next to her husband's thigh. Just when she thought she couldn't love him any more...
"Well," she began, searching through her shared Bond with Bijou, "she's dreaming of your handsome face and deep voice...you sang to her while I was in the bath. I'm hearing the tune, now...what is that? It's so familiar. Ahh…'Mirrorbright.' Definitely 'Mirrorbright.' That's her favorite, my love."
"It is? Well...then I shall sing it to her every night," Ren promised.
"She will enjoy that," Reyna said before cupping her hand to the side of Ren's angular face, "now be a good boy and let ZeeZeeToo put her down for the night. I have some news I think you will love to hear."
Arching a dark brow, Ren attempted to push through their Bond to catch a glimpse of what Reyna was talking about. Unable to make it through the mental blockade she quickly constructed, the Sith Lord pursed his lips together and lifted his daughter to give her a gentle snuggle. Although he would be thrilled to hold Bijou all night, the way Reyna's eyes were sparkling with a hint of wickedness was too alluring to resist.
"I'll take exceptional care of Lady Bijou, Lord Ren," ZZ-2 quipped, reaching out towards the babe.
Easing Bijou into the droid's robotic arms, Ren nodded once and let out a short growl.
"See to it that you do or I'll throw you into the trash compactor."
Clicking her tongue at Ren in disapproval, Reyna turned to her dutiful droid and gave it a sweet smile. She had a sneaking suspicion that he didn't hate ZZ-2 as much as he let on.
"Thank you, ZeeZeeTo. Please lock our door on your way out," Reyna offered softly before leaning forward and placing a kiss upon her daughter's forehead, "goodnight, my little jewel. We love you."
Squeaking out an affirmative chime, the metallic droid wrapped its arms protectively around Bijou and effortlessly whirled its way out of the master bedroom; locking the durasteel door behind it and leaving the couple alone in peace.
Waiting until he heard the sharp 'click' of the lock, Ren dragged his gaze from the door to Reyna; allowing his yellow eyes to leisurely trail down the deep "V" of her nightgown. He could tell by the way the tops of her breasts were cresting over the edge of satin that it had been a couple of hours since Bijou's last feeding. Knowing that her tits were full of warm milk instantly made his mouth water. Maker how he wanted to taste her.
"What news do you have for me, Sweetheart?" Lord Ren asked, letting the fingertips of his right hand graze over the soft material covering her hip.
"Well...I had my sixth week checkup with Dr. Shaw," Reyna began, arching her back in such a manner that it caused the satin to strain over her hardened nipples.
"Ahh...so that's why you've blocked yourself from me today," Ren mused, moving his fingers up the line of her ribcage, "and how did it go, my love?"
Reyna drew in a long, jagged breath and dipped her torso into Ren's touch; relishing the way her skin pebbled under her tight negligee. They had been intimate a handful of times since she had given birth, only giving in to the delights of oral pleasure. Not being able to experience the full spectrum of their intense lovemaking had almost driven Reyna mad. That ended tonight, however, and the girl couldn't be any more excited.
"Very well...I'm completely healed, my bleeding has stopped, and I was given the 'all clear' which means," Reyna paused, locking her hazel eyes on Ren's, "you can fuck me again."
Immediately freezing his hands, Ren narrowed his eyes and pushed out a hungry growl through his parted lips. He had been waiting weeks for this moment; the last few day cycles had been particularly difficult. Reyna had all but severed their Bond, using it only to tease him during his meetings. The Sith Lord had found himself stalking Reyna like a wild animal on more than one occasion, trying to will the words from her lips. Now that he had them, it took all of his self control not to grab his wife and fuck her mercilessly into the mattress.
"Ohh...my love," Ren hissed, dipping his head down to kiss her clavicle, "I hope you're prepared for what I'm about to do to you."
Not giving Reyna time to respond, Lord Ren raised his right hand and used a wave of the Force to swiftly push her down upon the bed; holding his squirming wife firmly in place in the middle of the plush mattress. Curling his fingers, the Sith called upon another string of the Force to lift Reyna's arms above her head and bind her wrists together, effectively holding her torso still. His wife was at his mercy, tonight.
Giving her husband a wicked smile, Reyna parted her satin draped legs in invitation for him to settle between them. This was the Ren she hoped would come out to play. It had been far too long since he had given into the dark, carnal desires swirling around in his mind. Reyna knew she was in for a fun night.
"Do your worst, Kylo ," Reyna taunted, attempting to hook her right calf around his hip.
Softly batting her leg away, Ren shook his head and narrowed his smoldering eyes. He loved the fire growing in Reyna's soul but she needed to remember that he was the one in charge. Reaching down to grab the delicate neckline of her nightgown, the Sith grasped the soft material between his long fingers and pulled; ripping the flimsy garment straight down the center seam. Ogling the bounce of Reyna's freed tits, the Sith Lord crawled over her splayed body and hovered his angular face above her splotchy chest.
"You should be careful of what you demand, Sweetheart," he warned, kissing the tanned skin over her sternum before skimming the tip of his tongue along the side of her left breast, "mmm...do you have any idea how jealous I become every time you nurse our daughter?"
With a smirk, Reyna attempted to turn towards Ren's lips as they peppered a soft line of kisses around her swollen tit. It was her little secret that she used every feeding as an opportunity to drive him mad with want. She loved the almost pained look that would wash over Ren's face whenever she exposed her breast to feed Bijou.
"Oh? I hadn't a clue," Reyna said.
Lifting his head from her flesh, Ren scoffed at the girl and moved his hand to paw at her supple breast; ticking his fingertips back and forth over her darkened areola.
"Liar," he tisked.
Wincing slightly as the Sith Lord's nimble fingers began to knead into her tingling tit, Reyna lifted her shoulders off of the bed in a shrug and struggled half heartedly against her invisible restraints. She could feel the tell tale signs of her milk wanting to escape and knew she needed to expel it soon, or else be burdened with burning pain until Bijou awoke for her midnight feeding. What perfect timing, she thought.
"Would you like a taste, my love?" Reyna breathed, wiggling beneath his touch.
"Will there be enough for our child if I do?" Ren asked, not wanting to diminish Bijou's only source of nourishment.
Reyna laughed lightly and nodded her head. She loved how he always put their daughter's needs above his own.
"Of course...go on, drink as much as you'd like," Reyna encouraged.
Flashing a wolfish smile, Ren wrapped both of his large hands around her breast and flicked his wet tongue across her hardened bud. To his surprise, a tiny bead of pure white milk immediately seeped from her erect nipple. Lapping the drop into his mouth, the Sith Lord closed his eyes and offered a happy groan as he savored the taste; there was something familiar to it, he just couldn't put his finger on what.
"Do you like it?" Reyna purred, "I've eaten nothing but desserts today. Can you guess which ones?"
"Hmm...I can...Rainbowberry pie," he stated confidently, licking his full lips, "and blue milk pudding."
"Ahh...correct," Reyna said sweetly, "you may collect your reward now."
"I intend to," Kylo growled, his voice deep and gravelly with desire.
Watching Ren intently as he dipped his head and pulled her nipple fully into his wet mouth, Reyna moaned loudly as she felt her body prepare to release her creamy milk. She knew it wouldn't take much coaxing before her body responded to Ren's lips, tongue, and teeth and thought she should give him a small warning.
"Ahh...my love...the harder...you suck, the faster...it will flow," Reyna panted.
Grinning against her tit, Ren swirled his tongue over her nipple and greedily suckled on her pebbled flesh. He would drain Reyna of all of her milk, of that he was certain. Biting down slightly with his jagged teeth, the Sith growled in triumph as his efforts were rewarded by a forceful stream of sweet tasting liquid filling his mouth.
"Mmmm...kriff, Kylo," Reyna squealed as a mixture of pleasure and pain radiated from across her chest, "I might make you do this every night."
Making eye contact with Reyna as he hungrily swallowed mouthful after mouthful of her life sustaining milk, Ren pushed his way through their Bond and broke through Reyna's mental wall; filling Reyna's senses with the myriad of emotions he was feeling at that moment. The Sith Lord would gladly drink from her any chance he could. Never before had he tasted anything so delicious.
Sharply lifting her hips as Ren danced wave after wave of luscious sensations across her body, Reyna moaned wantonly as she realized she hadn't felt this good in months. Her body and mind were buzzing with sudden need and want, causing the girl to strain against the Force holding her upper torso in place.
'Please, Kylo,' Reyna whined through their Bond.
Swallowing one last mouthful, Ren let the girl's tit slip from his mouth with a wet 'plop.' Oh how he loved hearing Reyna beg, it was honey to his black soul. Giving her breast another tight squeeze in his hands, the Sith moved his attention to Reyna's left tit; quickly claiming the fresh, dusky nipple between his teeth and sucking the decedent milk into his waiting mouth.
'Not until I'm finished,' he hissed mentally.
A series of small whimpers tumbled from Reyna's lips as a flurry of lascivious images flooded her mind. It dawned on the girl that Ren was giving her a choice in how he would fuck her; the thought made her smile like a cat. Although Ren claimed he was in complete control, it was evident that Reyna held the ultimate power. She always had, and always would.
"Ahh! That one," Reyna said aloud, throwing the explicit scene back through their shared Bond.
Slurping the last mouthful of milk from her tanned tit, the Sith Lord pulled his mouth from her chest and chuckled darkly. He was hoping she would choose that position, it was the one that ruled all of his fantasies as of late.
"Take off your nightgown, Sweetheart," he demanded before raising his hand and removing the Force hold.
Pushing Ren from her body with a flirty laugh, Reyna stood from the mattress and shimmied out of what was left of her torn nightie. Excitement tickled down the length of her spine as she realized that she was finally about to indulge in the carnal pleasure denied to her for so long. Bending over her husband on the bed, the girl set to work; stripping Ren of his grey silk sleeping pants as quickly as she could.
"My, aren't we eager?" Lord Ren teased, grunting softly as his hardened cock sprung free from its confinement.
Shrugging her shoulders, Reyna ran the tip of her index finger along Ren's thick shaft; swirling a random pattern over his alabaster flesh with a graze of her long, black nail.
"More like desperate, " she confessed with a sultry smile.
Unable to take his wife's teasing a moment longer, Ren sat up on the bed and wrapped his hands around Reyna's waist; pulling her onto his broad lap with a heated moan. He would be lying if he said he wasn't just as desperate to be inside her; just as desperate to feel the wanton passion that had been missing for so long. Gliding his large hands up to her face, the Sith Lord leaned forward and nipped at her lower lip with his teeth.
'Good,' he sent through their Bond, 'that's how I like you. Wife.'
Pushing out a loud whimper, Reyna retaliated; kissing and nipping at Ren's full lips as she wiggled her abdomen against his hard cock standing erect between their bodies. Between her still tingling nipples and the feeling of her arousal seeping through her swollen folds, the girl knew she wouldn't be able to stay in control of herself for long.
Reaching his hand between their heated bodies, Lord Ren grabbed his thick cock by the base and slapped its reddened head against the soft flesh of Reyna's lower stomach. Ending their passion fueled kiss, he narrowed his yellow eyes and bared his sharp teeth at the girl bouncing ever so slightly on his thighs.
"Do you want this, Pet?" he growled, stepping into his dominance once again.
Nodding her head feverishly, Reyna lifted her hips and attempted to settle her dripping cunt over the Sith Lord's cock. There was a fire building in her belly, all the wanted at that moment was to feel him inside of her.
"Yes," she panted, " yes."
Unimpressed by her answer, Ren wriggled the tip of his cock away from her wet opening. The girl needed another lesson on how to act appropriately, he mused.
"Yes, what?" Ren hissed.
Swallowing audibly, Reyna closed her hazel eyes a moment and attempted to gain her bearings. Her mind was feeling fuzzy with her all-consuming need and it was hard for her to form a coherent thought. The answer was blinking in the back of her mind, but she just couldn't grasp it.
Noticing Reyna's beautiful features harden with concentration, the Sith Lord skimmed his aching flesh across her pink clit and took in a ragged breath. He knew she was trying as hard as possible and would give her a pass tonight. Next time the girl wouldn't be so lucky.
"You know the answer, my love...I'll ask you once again. Yes, what?" Ren said through gritted teeth.
"Ahh...yes...yes, Master, " Reyna gasped as the words tumbled automatically from her bruised lips.
Giving the girl a pleased smile, the Sith Lord gave her clit one more harsh slap before dragging it back between her glistening folds. He had almost forgotten just how wet Reyna became. Feeling her arousal drip down around his flesh for the first time in months almost sent Ren into a tailspin.
"Good girl," he praised, his voice tight and low, "now ride me."
Wrapping her arms around Ren's neck, Reyna gave him a sly grin and pulled herself up on her knees. Hovering herself over the his rigid cock, the girl moaned an agreement and lowered her pussy down upon his thick length; locking eyes with Ren as her silky sheath stretched almost uncomfortably to accommodate his girth.
"KRIFF," Ren swore in awe, "how are you this tight?"
Pausing her advancement a moment, Reyna let her tongue slip between her parted lips to lick a line from Ren's sharp chin to the tip of his nose. During her checkup, the girl had asked Dr. Shaw to perform a new laser procedure. It was supposed to tighten her interior walls and make it as if she had never given birth. Judging by Ren's reaction, Reyna was pleased to know that it was successful. The pleasure radiating from his end of their shared Bond had been worth the tiny amount of pain.
"Mmm...do you like it, Master?" Reyna purred, beginning to move her lower half in a smooth, languid pace.
Placing his hands upon her hips, Ren dug his fingertips into her narrow hipbones and nodded his swimming head. He couldn't remember her pussy ever being this tight before, she felt almost virginal. It made him heady with desire.
"I...love it, Pet," he said with a grunt.
Resting her high forehead against Ren's, Reyna offered a satisfied smile and used her knees to lower and raise her wet pussy over his thick shaft. With every thrust her body loosened, allowing the girl to enjoy every second of their much needed coupling. She would remember this night, of that she was certain; the sensation of their bodies grinding into one another was too intense to forget.
Gliding his large hands to her firm ass, Ren encouraged Reyna to speed up her movement with a squeeze of his fingers. Fully opening his end of their Bond, the Sith Lord swore under his breath as he felt the girl quickly dive into his mind; bringing along with her all of her heated emotions and pushing Ren too close to the edge of his release.
"Stop... stop," he spat aloud, holding her steady against his flushed body.
"What? Why?" Reyna asked, a look of concern painting her fine features.
Pulling his face away, Lord Ren flashed a wicked grin and dug his fingernails into the flesh of her ass. Not giving her any warning, the Sith Lord rolled over her on the bed; trapping her lithe body between him and the plush mattress.
"Because it's my turn," he said with a growl.
Dragging his hands up her body, Ren curled his long fingers around Reyna's shoulders and began the process of thrusting his aching cock into her tight sheath; over and over again at a dizzying pace until he saw stars dance across his vision. Finally, the Sith was home . Life was meaningless without this, he reminded himself. Being one with Reyna mentally, physically, and emotionally again was the only solace Ren had felt in months.
Squealing into the recycled air of the room, the girl squeezed Ren between her tanned thighs with every frantic push inside her silken lined pussy. Her mind was flooded with images that volleyed back and forth between pure love and absolute lust, making Reyna question her own barely there sanity.
'That's it,' Ren hissed through the Bond, 'you're so close, my love, just give in...give me what I want.'
Nodding her head into the creamy skin of his neck, Reyna splayed her arms to either side of their writhing bodies and dug into the soft blankets covering the mattress for dear life. It was always like Ren to want her to enjoy her pleasure first and she could tell that the mighty Sith was barely holding on; the sudden loss of focus in his thrusts made it abundantly clear. Harnessing what was left of her energy, Reyna moved a wave of the Force between their glistening bodies straight towards her swollen clit.
"Yes...yes," she panted, "so...close."
Giving into the sensation of hundreds of pulsating presses tickling her clit, Reyna threw her hazel eyes open wide and let out an animalistic cry as her body suddenly fell over the edge of her release. Tremors wracked her trapped body, making the interior walls of her cunt rhythmically vice around Ren's thick cock.
"AHHHHH!" Reyna screamed.
Spurned on by Reyna's orgasm tearing through their Bond, Lord Ren swirled his hips and thrust into the girl once...twice...and with a loud groan, let the fire of his own release consume him; filling Reyna's well used cunt with every drop of his creamy seed.
Utterly spent from their passionate fuck, Ren wrapped his strong arms around his mewing wife and flipped onto his back. Cradling Reyna against his torso, he whispered the vows he made at the Sith Temple months prior.
"My blood is yours. My flesh is yours. The Force residing within me is yours," he breathed, "from this moment on, we are bonded in this life and in the next."
Lifting her head from Ren's heaving chest, the girl smiled down on him with a look of complete adoration. Love wasn't a strong enough word for how she felt at that moment.
"Mmmm...who knew the great Lord Kylo Ren was so romantic?" Rey said, placing a kiss above Ren's beating heart.
Running his hand through the girl's mussed locks, Ren pushed out a hearty laugh that bounced around the durasteel walls.
"Only with you, my love," he smirked, "the rest of the Galaxy will burn."
Nodding in agreement, Reyna began to graze the long nail of her index finger around Ren's pink nipple. It was only a matter of time before the entire Galaxy knelt before them, she reminded herself. Opening her bruised lips to offer a response, Reyna huffed instead as Ren's comlink suddenly chimed to life.
"Figures," Ren sighed before placing a kiss on the girl's head and gently rolling her from his body.
Watching Ren as he stood from the bed and made his way towards his desk, Reyna couldn't help but click her tongue in annoyance. True, Phasma never called Ren unless it was completely necessary, but that didn't mean she wouldn't internally scold the General for the interruption.
"Someday, I'm going to destroy that thing," the girl warned.
Smiling over his shoulder at Reyna, Ren picked up his personal comlink and placed the receiver into his ear. Tapping on the side of the metallic device, Ren took in a breath and addressed his General.
"Phasma. What is it?" Lord Ren asked curtly.
"I'm sorry to bother you, Sir," the General began, her voice tinged with nervousness, "somehow, Skywalker has escaped."
Growling through gritted teeth, Ren slammed his closed fist against his ebony desk; splintering the top with brute force. He knew his Uncle would try something like this. Luke was a Skywalker, after all.
"I'll take care of it," Ren spat, turning his comlink off and ripping it from his ear.
Sitting up from the mattress, Reyna arched a brow as the Sith Lord stalked his way towards the closet. In an instant, their Bond grew cold; letting the girl know that Ren was more than angry.
"What's wrong, my love?" Reyna asked, trying to soften the hulking beast.
Halting midway to the closet, Lord Ren turned on his heels and changed direction; heading straight for the girl. Once reaching the bed, the Sith bent down and clasped Reyna's beautiful face between his calloused hands.
"My Uncle seems to think his stay with us is voluntary. Would you care to explain the situation to him with me?" Ren asked, narrowing his yellow eyes.
Turning her head, Reyna licked Ren's alabaster palm and nodded. What a perfect way to end the night, she thought to herself.
"Mmm...yes...let's go hunting, Master," she said with an evil grin.
A/N So? How was it? Would you be up to seeing more of Ren and Reyna?! Let me know how you felt about this! Thank you so much for reading! I appreciate it more than you realize!