"I can't, Danika. What about the baby?" Placing his forehead to hers, he groaned in a pained voice.

"No, you can, My King. Please, I want to feel you again." Her tone was shy, but passionate too.

"I can't be gentle. I don't know how to be. I don't want to hurt our child." Rubbing his swollen erection at her sentisive clit repeatedly, his breathing harsh. He was trying to rein in control so badly.

She opened her eyes, so hazy with desire for him, he has ...