Ever since River became pregnant she had also become insatiable… well more so than usual. Everything was sensitive and heightened. Her emotions, her libido, her body. She would be putty in his hands after a few seconds of a mere hair massage. Sometimes it worked in his favor and sometimes it was his downfall.

Tonight she decided it would be his downfall as she rubbed her hands dangerously close to his cock in the middle of dinner with some diplomats from Darillium. He could practically taste her arousal in the air but he couldn't throw her on the table and ravish her in front of the entire restaurant.

So he had to sit and pretend like nothing was happening as his wife teased him. He was, however, able to communicate with her telepathically that this was far from over. Her blue-green eyes sparkled at him and he held her attention until desert came out. Once she set her sights on her chocolate mousse cake he was virtually invisible.

He would let her enjoy herself obviously. Happy pregnant wife meant a husband with no wounds. He would like to keep his current body thank you very much.

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They settled in at their little blue house a few hours later. It was late and it seemed like she had forgotten all about her earlier acts. He had not. He watched her as she sat at her vanity in nothing but her blue babydoll. She never slept in panties much to his delight and chagrin depending on the night. Tonight it was perfect.

"River dear," He called

"Yes my love," she replied

"Do you remember our conversation from earlier?" He inquired

"Which one?" She asked

"The one where I said I would deal with you as soon as we got home," he growled

This got her attention immediately. Two sets of blue eyes met in the mirror and she shivered.

"How do you plan on doing that?" She whispered

"Hmmm, so glad you asked," he whispered back

He had her stand and turn her chair around so that her backside was exposed to him. And what a delectable backside it was. He hummed at the sight as he caressed her gently. She was around 4 months pregnant and she was barely showing but he wanted to handle her with care.

He began to lightly rub her folds and discovered that she was practically dripping for him.

"Doctor," she groaned

"Shhhh, it's okay I'm gonna take good care of you," he promised into her ear

"Please," she whined looking at him with tearful eyes

He slipped down his boxers and slid into her warm, soft, wet pussy. They both promptly chocked on air. He would never tire of this feeling, he only wished he could experience it for the rest of his life.

He watched as her face contorted in pleasure as he began to move. As his pace sped up they could both hear the noises of her wetness. They created a melody along with her moans. He smirked as he saw her trembling beneath him.

"T-Theta," she whimpered

"I know," he soothed as he rubbed her back up and down

As he drove into his wife harder he saw that her clit and nipples brushed against the chair with each movement. She began to cry out from all the stimulation.

"Are you gonna cum for me like a good girl hm?" He asked

One thing that would put the curly haired beauty over the edge was when he called her a good girl. The simple phrase would have her gushing with a quickness.

"Fuckkkkkkk!" she cried as she came

He picked up the pace as she squeezed around him. Her screams wavered into hoarse whimpers

"I can't, too much, I," she moaned

This made him slow down immediately. He knew her sensitivities could turn painful fast. He had no intention of making her feel uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry Melody," he cooed as he rubbed her back, " am I hurting you?"

She practically purred under his ministrations. Calling her by her birth name was another way to let her know he cared for her and was here. He had spent too long doing the opposite and he would be dammed if he didn't do everything in his power to rectify his mistakes.

"No, I just want to slow down for a bit," she explained, "can we move to the bed this chair is starting to feel uncomfortable,"

He moved her immediately laying himself in between her open legs. He leaned down and kissed her deeply. Their tongues battled as they began to grind against each other. She gasped into his mouth as he slid back into her. Her kisses became distracted due to his thrusting, much to his delight.

He sat up and pushed her legs down until they were beside her head. Opening her up even further. He was transfixed by the sight of him moving in and out of her. Her creamy substance coated his dick and she was practically pulling him in.

He looked up at her and saw as her eyes rolled back in her head and she gripped the sheets. She was gasping his name as if it was a mantra. He set his focus on her stomach feeling a primitive satisfaction at her carrying his child. That just made him pound into her harder.

"Look River, you're taking me so well," he said as he gripped the back of her neck bringing her into view of them

The tears formed in her eyes as she watched the spot where they were connected. Her mouth fell open and she looked up at him pleadingly. He began to rub her clit and she shattered around him. He met his own finish in the next couple thrust and collapsed on side of her.

They both breathed heavily as they tried to catch their breath. She linked their hands and began to giggle. He looked at her and laughed as well. So there they laid basking in afterglow, laughter, and love.