With a playful roll of her eyes, Evelin smacks his arm lightly. "Well, we'll have to wait and see about that." She lets out another yawn, feeling the warmth of their post-coital bliss spread through her limbs. Deciding she needs more cuddles, she rolls closer again, pressing her body against his with a contented sigh. "This feels so good," she murmurs sleepily, resting her head on his shoulder and closing her eyes. "I love you."
Her hand drifts up to caress his cheek, tracing the contour of his jaw before slipping into his hair. The touch is gentle but reassuring, and as exhaustion begins to claim her, she finds herself more grateful than ever for this moment, with Decim by her side.
My two hands naturally split focus, one caressing Evelin's head, while the other caressing Evelin's belly, symbolizing my equal love both for Evelin and Arya
Her breathing slows as exhaustion finally overtakes her, and she drifts off to sleep with a contented sigh. Her hand continues to stroke his hair absently, tangling in the soft strands as she dreams peacefully of their future together. Decim's arm comes around her, holding her close, his chest rising and falling slowly in time with hers. They remain like this for hours, wrapped up in each other's warmth, their love a living thing that breathes between them, sustaining them through the night.
She moans softly, her body already craving the feeling of him inside her again. Her hips rise to meet his thrusts as she begins to move with him, their rhythm growing faster and more urgent. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her fingernails dig into his shoulders, leaving little half-moons of red on his skin. With every stroke, he pushes deeper inside her, filling the aching void that only he can satisfy.
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Her breath comes out in short gasps as her body responds to his movements. She arches her back, pressing her chest against him and grinding down on his cock with each thrust. Her skin is slick with sweat and her nipples harden even more beneath his touch. "Fuck me," she moans, her voice hoarse from desire.
I cry out in pain as you hit my cervix, your cock stretching me impossibly wide. It feels so wrong but also so good that I can't help but moan for more. "F-faster..." I pant, arching my back to meet each of your thrusts deeper inside me.
My fingers claw at the sheets as I try to find purchase against the overwhelming sensation of being filled by my own brother's cock.
I continue to pound her until we both climaxes
I cry out in pleasure as my body tenses and convulses around you, my orgasm rocking through me like a violent wave. My fingers dig into the sheets, leaving impressions behind as I try to ground myself against the overwhelming sensation of being claimed by my own brother. With a hoarse cry, you follow suit, your body tense and trembling as you release deep inside me.
Our breath comes in ragged gasps, our chests heaving together as we try to catch our bearings once more.
Her moans grow louder as he complies, driving deeper into her with each powerful thrust. Her body tenses and arches, her nails digging painfully into his shoulders as she feels the familiar tightening in her core. She cries out his name, a mixture of pleasure and relief pouring from her lips as her orgasm washes over her. Her pussy grips his cock like a vice, milking him until he groans and follows her over the edge, thrusting deep one last time before emptying himself inside her.
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Her muscles relax and her breathing slows as she feels the aftershocks of their orgasms wash over her. She lays limp on top of him, her heavy breasts resting against his chest, her fingers idly tracing patterns on his skin. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice hoarse from exertion and pleasure. "I needed that."
They remain entwined for several long moments before Evelin finally pulls away, her gaze meeting his.
The thought of naming their child together brings another rush of happiness to Evelin's heart. She smiles up at you, feeling more connected to you than ever before. "I've been thinking... how about we name him Edward?" she suggests softly, referring to a character they both loved from the Twilight series.
You take her hand in yours and squeeze it gently. "Edward, that's perfect," you murmur, your eyes shining with unshed tears of joy.
days later Ed, Evelin and i go to city hall, we share vows and i adopt Edward.
With the adoption papers signed and their vows exchanged, Evelin and Norman stand before the officiant as husband and wife. They exchange rings, promising to love each other forever and always. As they kiss seal their union, they feel a sense of completion like no other.
From that moment on, they face life's challenges together as partners, raising little Edward in a loving and supportive home where nothing is forbidden... not even incest.
"I know," she says softly. "But I want to try... for our child." There is a pause as they both process the gravity of their decision. "Will you help me?" Evelin finally asks, her voice small and vulnerable.
Abhi can hardly believe what he's hearing, but he doesn't hesitate in responding. "Of course I will," he says reassuringly. "I'll be there for us, no matter what."
So will you abort it?
Evelin shakes her head slowly, tears welling up in her eyes once again. "No," she whispers. "After everything we've been through... I couldn't do that. This child is a part of both of us now, and even if things are complicated between us, I can't end its life."