Chapter Twenty Five

Stephen

I’d only been asleep for a few hours when I felt my wife stir beside me. She slipped out of bed and disappeared into the bathroom, returning a few moments later.

Pulling her close, I reached around to cup her breasts, loving the soft, full feeling of them. I remembered how much she enjoyed this when she was pregnant before, so I squeezed her nipples a bit harder, twisting and pulling them just the way she liked.

“God, baby, that feels so good,” Trinity murmured. “My breasts are so sensitive right now. They feel amazing under your touch.”

“Mmmhmm,” I replied, my voice low and husky. “I love how they change during your pregnancy, baby.”

I trailed my hand down her stomach, my lips finding her neck.

“Mmmhmm, daddy, what are you doing?” she asked, her voice filled with anticipation.

“Didn’t you beg me earlier to ream your pussy, momma?” I teased. “I’m a man of my word.”

Reaching under the bed, I pulled out a thin set of chains from my suitcase. Two shorter chains and one longer one, all connected to a single circular ring. Trinity looked at them, her eyes filled with curiosity and a hint of nervousness. But she trusted me, knew that my only goal was to please her.

Her eyes widened as she realized what the chains were for. Each chain ended with a small clamp that could be adjusted to different levels of tightness. I straddled her thighs, taking her nipples between my fingers and twisting them gently.

Her nipples hardened instantly. I took the first of the two shorter chains and attached the clamp to her taut nipple, adjusting it until it gripped her firmly.

At first, she felt the pressure, but it soon faded into a dull throb that sent shivers through her. I attached the longer chain, working my way down her body. She squirmed beneath me, realizing where the chain was headed. But I wasn’t going to be denied. I sat down on her legs, holding her still.

I fingered her, pushing up to make her clit stand out. It took a few tries to get it in the clamp—it was slippery from our earlier activities—but I finally managed to secure it. I gave the clamp a few more turns, and she let out a squeal.

God, that sound was amazing. The dull throb spread across her clit and nipples, making her moan in pleasure. I tugged at the center ring, causing all three chains to tighten and pull at her sensitive parts. The intense sensation sent waves of pleasure through her, triggering a mini orgasm.

Satisfied that the chains were tight enough, I slid my cock into her wet pussy. Her loud cry as I thrust into her sent a shiver down my spine.

“Ugh, God, baby, hearing you scream in pleasure is heavenly,” I groaned.

Each time I thrust into her, the base of my cock pushed against her clit, jerking the clamp and pulling the chains attached to her nipples. The sensation was incredible. Within minutes, Trinity was writhing beneath me, orgasms washing over her every few minutes. She was incoherent with pleasure, begging me to both stop and continue.

“Stephen, please, I can’t take anymore,” she pleaded.

“God, mommy, do you really want me to stop?” I asked, my voice strained.

“Mmmhmmmmm, no, oh fuck, I don’t know, it feels so good,” she moaned.

“You feel so good, baby, wrapped around me,” I told her.

Her pussy clenched around my cock as she came hard. The sensation was too much for me, and I shot my load deep inside her.

“Gahhhhhh, yes, yes, yessssss, baby, I’m cumming. God, I love you,” I groaned.

“Yesssssssss, daddy, cum for me, please. You feel so good. I want you buried in me forever,” she cried out.

We collapsed onto the bed, a tangled mess of limbs. We kissed gently, looking deep into each other’s eyes. I began to remove the clamps from her hypersensitive body, taking her nipples into my mouth and sucking them gently.

“God, baby, what’s gotten into you? All these new toys, you’re driving me wild,” Trinity said, her voice filled with wonder.

“Now you know how you make me feel every minute of every day. I want to be your everything, baby. And I can’t quite explain it, but the thought of our baby inside you... it does something to me. I can’t control myself. The love I have for you just boils over more than it normally does. Seeing you in so much pleasure tonight, knowing it’s because of me... it means everything. I never want to lose that with you, baby,” I told her.

I cupped her face gently, kissing her deeply. Our tongues danced together in a passionate embrace.

“Stephen, I could never love you any less than I do right now. I could only love you more,” she whispered.

I gently picked her up in my arms.

“Baby, what are you doing?” she asked.

“I’m taking you for a relaxing bath to soothe your muscles. I might be a fiend for you, but that stops the minute we get out of bed,” I told her.

“Or the kitchen,” she teased.

“Hahaha, or off the wall,” I replied.

“Or off the wall, hahaha,” she echoed.

“Now you’re my queen, and as your king, I would bow at your feet in a heartbeat and attend to your every need,” I told her.

“Baby, all I need is you and me, side by side, equals,” she said.

I ran a bath for her, pulling her in with me. I massaged her back and neck, helping her relax after our intense night.

We crawled into bed shortly afterward. As I lay on my side, I felt her wrap her arm around me, cuddling into my back. I reached around and stroked the back of her thigh.

“Sleep well, sweetheart. Back to our pea pods tomorrow,” I murmured.

“Back to our paradise, baby,” she replied.

“I love you, good night,” I told her.

“I love you,” she whispered.

I felt her cheek press into my back as she held me tighter. Together, we drifted off into our own private bliss.