When you choice your path every step becomes stronger

When you choice your path every step becomes stronger


"I'll something," he said distractedly.

He was like putty in my hands as I pulled him over my cock and slid into

him. He took me all the way without the slightest hitch of discomfort, sagging with a sigh of relief. But within moments, he was pushing up, fucking himself on my cock, and our eyes met in the mirror. Oh yeah, we needed one of these at home. I reached around and splayed one hand over the base of his ribs and one around the base of his throat. He looked so beautiful, and I could tell he loved watching us. Loved watching my cock slide in and out of his ass as he leaned his shoulders back for a better view. That put us in the perfect position for what was to come next. I latched onto the spot where my mark would lie, sucking and nibbling at the skin as he urged me on.

"Bite me, Ryan King," he said, but I wasn't ready yet. Our hips moved in a perfect rhythm, driving us closer and closer to completion. As I dropped my lower hand to Laudis's bobbing erection, he screamed my name and within a couple strokes, he came, ropes of cum decorating his chest. And then I sank my teeth in him and he writhed in ecstasy as I came harder than I ever had in my life, Laudis's movements tugging my knot in this direction and that as I filled him with my cum. He kept riding me, the pleasure circling us in wave after wave as the bond settled into our bones, our scents melding and changing. When our bodies finally stilled, we crawled up the bed as best we could and snuggled beneath the blankets.

I thought Laudis was asleep and was drifting off myself when Laudis turned his head to say, "Alex is almost a year old."

I rubbed my nose into his hair. "Hard to believe, isn't it?"

"And I was thinking...if everything goes well, my heat should fall next month. And I was wondering what you thought about... maybe trying for another?"

Did I want to make another baby with Laudis? Was that even a question. "I want to have a dozen babies with you," I told him. "There's nothing sexier than you carrying and caring for our children. And as many babies as you are willing to have, I will give them to you."

Laudis was silent, but then I heard a small sniffle.

I propped myself to peer over his shoulder. "Did I say something wrong?" "Shut up. I'm just happy."

I settled back down, wrapping my arms tightly around Laudis with a smile. "Me too, my love."

“Me too,” he echoed.
Suddenly, the room's peaceful intimacy was shattered by a sharp knock at the door. Laudis and I exchanged startled glances, instinctively pulling the blankets higher. Who could it be at this hour? I silently cursed the interruption, my heart pounding with a mix of irritation and curiosity.
Laudis hesitated for a moment before slipping out of bed, pulling on a robe. I watched as he moved gracefully, the moonlight casting silvery shadows across his skin. Opening the door, he was met with an unexpected sight: a tall, striking woman standing there, her eyes wide with surprise and something else—familiarity?
"Ryan," she said softly, her voice trembling just slightly. "It's been a long time."
My stomach clenched. I recognized her instantly—Daisy, the dancer whose performances I’d admired from afar, and who had once been close to Ryan before everything changed. She looked different now, older, more confident, yet still with that fiery spark that had always captivated me.
Ryan’s jaw tightened, and for a moment, he hesitated. Then he stepped aside, gesturing for her to come in. "Daisy. What are you doing here?"
She took a hesitant step forward, her gaze flickering between us. "I didn’t mean to intrude. I just… I needed to see you. To talk."
Laudis and I exchanged a glance. The air was thick with unspoken words, unresolved feelings, and the sudden shift in our intimacy.
Daisy’s presence added a new, unpredictable element to our night. I could feel the pulse of tension and curiosity rising, and I wondered—what was her purpose? Was she here to rekindle old flames, or was it something else entirely? And more importantly, how would Ryan and I handle this unexpected reunion?
As she settled into the room, her eyes locking onto Ryan with a mixture of longing and resolve, I knew that whatever came next, our story was about to take a surprising turn—one that might redefine everything we thought we knew about love, desire, and second chances.
In that moment hen Ryan see Dasy eyes can remember all her beauty, all her glory, the bests moments they two lived together before destiny took her away from his hands.