His Dark Desire: Tales of a Yandere

69 iii. Milk [Bonus chapter]

He had been long suffering for three weeks now. He sighed exasperatedly as he waited patiently for the time when the nurse will have to enter and take the baby from her.

He didn’t understand the reason why he was kicked out of their room and was not allowed anywhere near the baby. Well, it also meant he was locked out of the blanket, so to speak.

He could have taken one of the guest rooms but he chose to sleep on the sofa, that way he can earn a bit of her sympathy whenever she would pass by.

She wouldn’t even look him in the eye or greet him when she passes. Like he was a ghost, she would ignore him completely. He simply had enough!

Of course, he didn’t complain. He understood her sentiments. But this is far too much. Why is he being punished so severely anyway?

Did she really think he would, in whatever dimension, ever choose another when her life is at stake? That’s more impossible than the pigs starting to fly.

He smiled as the clock ticked, finally! Finally, he can let himself inside their room and hopefully, if his plan succeeds, inside her pretty little skirt.

He opened the door as the nurse entered to take the baby from her. He entered of course, with what he hoped was a cocky smile on his face.

In truth he failed to achieve this, his eyebags were far from complimentary and his grown beard just made him look a few years older.

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Not like anyone can blame him. He is, after all, lost without his queen’s attention. And she has been far colder than the ice queen, that he can guarantee.

Mary glanced his way but pouted seeing him enter. His towering height over her seating form made her feel hot all over. Not that she showed.

She hurriedly covered her breasts with a scarf. She was breastfeeding the baby earlier. She did not expect her kicked-out husband to be here like this.

He cleared his throat as the nurse exited the room. She looked away from him, her fingers holding tightly into her scarf.

He snickered and sat beside her, “Is that the proper way to greet your husband?”

She did not bother to answer him but she looked at him and frowned. The confident smile on his face vanished, and in replacement of it was a look of desperation as he leaned forward and held her hand.

“Please, talk to me, my queen. At least tell me what I need to do to make it right,” he begged her, his eyes filled with so much pain and longing. Gods, he missed her!

She tried to shake her hand away from his grasp, but he raised it to her head. To her horror, she felt it being moved by his hand.

He used it to slap his cheek. Her eyes widened in shock as she voiced out her protest, “No! Why did you do that?”

“Isn’t that what you wanted? To hurt me. Because it is what you have been doing to me these past three weeks,” his voice was serious as he refused to let go of her hand.

“That is not what I wanted,” she clarified, her heart sinking as her hand caressed his cheek gently.

Her fingers brushed lightly against his stubbles. The gods know how she missed him so!

“Then what do you want?” he asked her. He would give her anything she asked for. Anything at all to make everything right again.

“I want you to realize what you did. Jiro is our child, not trash you can dispose of,” she said, biting her lip to stop herself from crying.

“I know. I care for our child too,” he said, in all honesty, he really does. He loves their child, he just loves her so much more.

“Then why did you make that choice? If the anesthesia took effect earlier and I failed to overhear the doctors’ discussions then we would have lost Jiro,” she said, tears falling down her cheeks.

He wiped her tears away, his fingers cupping her cheeks. “I didn’t want to lose him either. I would have done anything to protect him. But they wanted to make me choose between you or our baby. I can’t choose anyone else but you. You are my whole world, Mary.”

Her lips quivered and before she can stop him, his focus shifted to her sweet little mouth. His lips crashed against hers, his tongue sliding down her throat, forcing out a moan from her.

“Dominus!” she protested, the palm of her hands lay against his chest and tried to push him away.

He wouldn’t budge, his lips leaving hers only to find their way to her neck, grazing her soft skin. She felt heat bolt down to her core as the scarf fell, exposing her breasts.

He smiled wickedly at her as she covered her breasts with her hands. “Not so fast, honey,” he murmured.

She blushed as he removed the hands covering her bosoms. Her nipples were already erect, painfully so, as he stared at them lustfully.

He looked at her and smiled innocently as he added, “I am entitled to your milk too, baby.”

She blushed as she rubbed her legs, “It is for Jiro, you can’t be competing with your child.”

He chuckled, “My competitor is fast asleep, my queen. Plus, I have yet to taste your fresh milk.”

She felt her cheeks turn hotter as he said the words. Her eyes widened as he suckled on her breasts, his large hands squeezing her breasts as he sucked on her nipples.

To her embarrassment, her milk started to drip down his mouth. He moved his head and looked at her breasts dripping with milk for him.

“I think, your body agrees,” he pointed out, making her blush even more.

She arched her back when he suckled once again, this time biting her sensitive nipples as he greedily partook in her milk.

He opened her legs as she moaned for him, his thumb pressing on her clothed cunt, making her shake her head.

“Don’t deny yourself any longer. You missed this. I missed this too, honey,” his voice was ever deep and sensual as his fingers slid her panty to the side.

She moaned louder when she felt his fingers going inside her folds, his thumb never ceasing to make circles over her clitoris.

“Dominus”, she panted out as her tongue stuck out, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as he sat her on his lap and on one swift motion entered her.

Her walls tightened around the thickness of his shaft as he continued to slide her up and down his length. Her drool trickled down her neck as he grinned and bit on her nipple, making her milk flow even more.

Her skirt has already been lifted to her stomach as he slammed harder into her core. Her walls gripped his cock greedily as she continued to moan out his name.

“See what we were missing?” he smiled triumphantly seeing her fucked up state.

She couldn’t form coherent thoughts as the head of his cock entered her cervix, making her whimper.

“Hush,” he whispered. “Just bear it a bit, my queen. It will soon feel very good. You know it always does.”

She felt her body tremble when he entered her womb, his cock causing a prominent bulge on her belly as he slammed his entire length inside.

“It hurts, daddy,” she squirmed on his lap, panting as she held into his shoulders.

“Bear it a bit,” he whispered and bit on her other nipple, the pressure making her milk squirt.

She blushed from embarrassment as he chuckled. His large hands held into her waist as he forced his cock inside.

It was too painful, the feeling of his thick cock pulsating inside of her as it forced itself past her walls and into her womb. Her legs shook and her lips quivered as her body tried to accommodate him once again.

“Just a bit more, honey,” he said as he caressed her trembling body, gliding his fingers down her spine as he continued to bite her sensitive pink buds.

She felt herself orgasm as he was suckling into her, her milk squirting as her juices coated his legs. Her voice was like a broken record as it played continuously in the background, her moans and whimpers exciting him to no end.

She lost herself again in ecstasy as the pain became too unbearable and the sensitivity of her body reached past its limit.

“I am yours,” she whispered, her body trembling as her arms wrapped around his neck.

“Of course you are, baby,” he slapped her legs, making her moan even more.

He stood up while she was still straddling him. He stopped in front of the window and let her down gently.

He made her face the window, her breasts pressed hard on the cold glass as he stood behind her and fucked her hard.

He slammed his cock inside of her, her walls immediately tightening around him as she orgasmed. But he wasn’t done yet. Not nearly done.

“You deprived me of my milk for weeks, I really should make you pay, honey,” he gripped her hair and railed her as her nipples were pressing hard on the glass, milk overflowing as she whimpered.

“Daddy! Please! I keep cuming. Please, I can’t anymore!” she protested even as she felt her body jerk helplessly against his.

“No sweetie, I need you to give me more. I’ll have to fuck you until we are both satisfied. You owe me three weeks of milk,” he grinned with a sadistic smile plastered on his face.

Moans of pleasure filled the room as he slammed inside of her again, lifting her legs in the air as her feet dangled.

Her body shook as her cunt was impaled on his shaft, his thickness filling her cunt, forcing her walls to accommodate his girth.

She blanked out as waves of pleasure hit her, her body desperately shaking as he held her waist and used her like a rag doll. The milk tainted the clear window as he continued to fuck her in her blissful state.

He didn’t stop when her knees gave in and she started sobbing as she reached her limit. He couldn’t stop pounding into her core, filling her up with his seed.

He didn’t stop. He couldn’t stop. He was far too starved. His need for her clouded his mind as he became deaf to her cries.

“Fuck! Baby, you are right. You are mine. I’ll fuck you until you at least remember that,” he bit her shoulder as her body jerked, tears escaping her eyes.

It was a few minutes more before he realized she has been sobbing for him to stop. He shot his remaining load inside of her and carried her to their bed.

“I am sorry, baby. I didn’t realize,” he caressed her cheek gently after wrapping her in blankets.

“It is fine, daddy. I am sorry too, for not listening to you before,” she assured him, nuzzling her face on his neck.

He leaned forward and held her tightly in his arms, “Are we okay now, baby?”

She giggled and kissed his cheek, “Yes daddy, we are okay now.”

“Can I have more of your milk later, baby?” he grinned.

“Do you want more, daddy?” she asked, looking up to him.

“Yes, baby. At least give me as much as you have given the child. You know how daddy is jelly,” he kissed her neck and sucked on her skin.

“Alright daddy, I’ll feed you well just as much,” she giggled as he pulled her in a hug.

He watched her fall asleep as a smile plastered on his face. Mission accomplished, it seems.

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