HMOHG Companion Book 18+

Episode 11: Deleted Scene CH 87

**This is meant to be read after Rose's Baby Shower**

Rose stood up in her dress, grabbing the pajamas from Xavier’s hands and setting them on top of the dresser. She angled her back to him so that she faced the dresser mirror.

“At least unzip me.” Rose pouted.

So with shaking hands, Xavier reached for the zip on the back of her dress only to have Rose lean into him. She smiled knowingly when she felt his arousal poke her from behind. Xavier cursed.

“You need to get some sleep,” Xavier grit out, hands automatically wrapping around her torso, enjoying the feel of the her satin dress and body heat against his fingertips.

“Bite me.” Her pleading was his undoing. And maybe it would get her too finally go to sleep, he hoped. 

“Ah…ahhhh.” Rose’s voice was a throaty timbre as Xavier's tongue swirled around her mark before letting his canines puncture her skin.

 It made her skin buzz with want, making Xavier’s erection digging into her backside even harder. Her hand came up to fist the hair above his temple. Xavier kept kissing and sucking on her neck, hoping it’d be enough for her. But it wasn’t. If anything, it seemed to revitalize her.

“I’m so hot for you.” Rose said breathily once his canines had retracted and his lips worked their way across her shoulder. “I’m knocked up with your child and begging for more.” She teased him and wiggled her bottom against his erection. “Are you really going to keep me unsatisfied?”

Xavier cursed again. He decided they’d go slow…and he’d be gentle.

“You asked for it,” he said under his breath.

Rose smirked.

“Watch yourself,” Xavier said gruffly, inclining his head towards the mirror that was conveniently long enough to show Xavier’s fingers trailing over her belly to rest against the satin over the triangle between her legs.

Rose moaned, leaning forward, hands flat against the dresser table to spread her legs enough for her mate. Her pajamas on the table fell to the floor. Xavier tugged at her dress, pulling it down and springing her breasts open, exposing them to his eyes. His hands went around to cup them, to squeeze them. He sucked in a breath.

“Look,” he instructed again and Rose’s eyes widened as a little bit of milk leaked across his fingers.

“Sorry,” Rose squeaked out. “The doctor said that I might start leaking.”

“Rose, don’t be sorry about producing milk for our baby.” Xavier kissed the side of her neck. Letting his hands massage her breasts. “Maybe I’ll have a taste one day too,” he teased into her ear.

It was the first time Rose blushed ever since she got her memory back. Xavier enjoyed it. But then he was opening the zip of her dress, letting it pool at her feet. Her stomach was bigger, rounder and it made him want her more. 

“f**k, you’re growing my pup inside of you and it turns me on,” Xavier moaned against her ear.

“Please,” Rose begged, widening her stance further. She needed him inside her. He angled himself to enter her from behind.

“Watch me f**k you,” he growled. And he looked in the mirror to see Rose’s breasts bounce and belly move on every thrust. “You need to let me know if I need to slow down,” he urged.

“It’s fine. Xavier I need you to f**k me harder,” Rose breathily demanded.

She tried meting his thrusts, tried slamming against him but he held her hips still, trying to go slow. She knew it was because he was afraid he might hurt the baby but the little girl was safe inside. And if s*x wouldn’t have been advisable at this time, the doctor would have told them. “Xavier please!” Rose begged. 

She’d gotten so used to him pounding into her and hitting her g-spot. This wasn’t going to work.

“I’ve got you,” Xavier assured. His fingers found her clit and began to move.

“Xavier-“ Rose bit out. “-I love you but if you don’t hammer into me like I know you want too, I’m going to kill you.” 

She slammed her palm on the dresser for emphasis.

Xavier chuckled, picking up the pace but only slightly.

“More!” Rose demanded.

 She jerked her hips out of his grasp and slammed herself against him. Xavier's mouth went slack from pure bliss. 

“Yesss like that!” Rose closed her eyes in satisfaction, enjoying the pleasure coursing through her.

Xavier cursed. Her breasts jiggled fervently as he watched her reflection in the mirror slam into him again and again. The crown of roses in her hair had come undone and petals fell to the floor around them as he began to piston into her, bottoming out.

“Yes Xavier, Yes!” Rose leaned forward some more in ecstasy, allowing him to go deeper.

 Soft petals were floating onto her shoulders before falling to the ground as she moved against him.

“Keep watching yourself,” Xavier instructed. He gave her butt a light slap. “Don’t close your eyes. Look at me f*****g your pregnant body.”

And Rose opened her eyes to watch his dark ones staring at her body as it jerked with his thrusts before alternating to watch his d**k slide in and out of her from behind.

“You seem to like mirror’s a lot.” Rose purred, shaking from his rutting. Oh this felt so good.

“I like to be able to enjoy both views.”

For emphasis he squeezed her ass before his hands came around to squeeze her bouncing breasts only to have milk leak over his fingers. Some rose petals began to stick against her protruding stomach once they became wet from the sheen of sweat on her skin.

“Fuck.” Xavier cursed as he slammed into her. Harder this time. 

 The dresser rattled, Rose moaned. He squeezed her breasts harder, flicking her n*****s wet from leaking milk. More rose petals lightly brushed against her body, some sticking some falling.

“Oh,oh,oh,ohhhhhhhhh!” Rose spiraled into her release just as Xavier burst inside of her, hot spurts of his seed filling her.

Once Rose caught her breath, she stood and leaned back into Xavier, eyes going to the mirror again.

She looked at herself, her upper half peppered with milk while her thighs were wet from his c*m and then she looked at Xavier who was admiring the entire effect of his handy work. He leaned forward and kissed her cheek.

“I like horny pregnant Rose,” he chuckled against her cheekbone before pulling her into the shower in the bathroom to clean her off. “No more funny business,” he warned as he began to wash her body while the two of them stood in the shower cabin naked. “You need to sleep after this.”

Rose shot him a wry smile. “Xavier who loves s*x so so much actually saying no?” she looked at him incredulously.

Xavier gently kissed his mark on her neck as he pulled her out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her.

“I’ve said no before,” he said in his own defense. “And each time it’s been for your own good.” He pointed out.

“You mean like that time I was in heat?” Rose asked as he helped her into her pajamas, batting her hands away when she tried to wear them herself.

Xavier laughed.

“I wanted to knot inside of you so bad,” he admitted. “But I didn’t because I wanted our first time to be special. Not something done out of a biological need.”

“Is that what you meant?” Rose queried. She now lay next to him in bed, his finger twirling a wet curl around his knuckle. “When you said ‘not like this’?”

Xavier nodded, kissing the tip of her nose. Rose felt her eyelids become heavy and droop.

“Sleep princess.” His low voice rumbled against her temple.

“I love you Xavier.” Rose yawned.

“I love you too Rose.”