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Time is a strange concept inside my skull. I feel like I’ve been floating for hours, days. But my body knows it’s only been minutes. The ache in my stomach, the weight of Arden’s cock still stroking my inner walls.

One sense at a time, I return from wherever I’ve drifted off to. Arden’s furry chest is at my back, but I’m no longer on my stomach. Tilting my hips, I groan at the massive girth of his cock still stretching me open.

“Shh, baby. You’re alright. I’m here.” His voice is kind. Like he too has come back to the surface and his beast has faded to the background.

I suck in a breath, tasting the smell of sex and musk on my tongue. My eyes are so heavy, so tired. But I peel them open, looking at my new world. My new reality of being mated.

Fire dances in the fireplace, the cabin creaks gently as it settles, and the windows are dark.

“Where?” I croak around my dry throat.

A clear glass of water appears in my face as Arden tips my head back and lets me take a small sip.

The heat of the hearth kisses my naked body, yet I still shiver at the way Arden’s cock twitches inside me, letting out even more of his seed. God, my stomach is so full.

“We’re in the living room, sweet thing. I need to keep you warm.” He kisses my temple. I shiver again.

I cuddle into his chest, pressing my face against one of his meaty pecs and inhaling his smell. A sigh leaves my lips, yet I squirm again. There’s a pressure inside me that just won’t go away.

My gaze trails down my body, over Arden’s arms as he holds me, and to where my stomach swells. It’s as if I’ve just eaten a huge meal. I’m bloated and round, my muscles cramping to keep the pressure, yet Arden’s knot securely inflates at my entrance.

“Oh, my god,” I whisper in disbelief. He had said he was going to fill me with cum, to make my stomach swell and grow, but I never expected it to be true. Maybe I should have, given all the other circumstances that have rocked my world these past few days. Hell, dragons could be real for all I know.

Arden swipes a hand down my swollen belly, cupping the bulge. “You look so beautiful, baby. Stuffed full of me.”

I keen at his praise, hiding my face in his chest. “It’s a lot.”

He chuckles, “It is. But you’ll get used to it.”

For the next few minutes, we sit in silence with him rubbing my belly and whispering kind nothings into my ear. I watch the fire, slowly relaxing into this new stretch my body takes on. Yet my dick still sits at half-mast against my thigh, and my balls tingle every few seconds.

“I’m still horny, Daddy.”

Arden grumbles, his cock twitching inside my walls. “It’s my seed. Remember I said it’s an aphrodisiac. It helps with the cramps more than anything. It keeps you soft and relaxed.”

I huff out a breath as the pressure still seems to grow. “I don’t think I could come again, but I want to.”

Arden laughs. A deep belly, cheerful laugh that shakes my body and has a grin spreading across my lips. I want to hear that laugh every day. It’s addictive, contagious.

“My knot will go down soon. Then we’ll go to the hot spring to wash off.” He rubs my belly again.

Maybe I don’t hate being bloated with his cum. I sure do like being doted on, yet the sight of my body changing to accommodate his cock and seed is a little unnerving.

Sure enough, as the time ticks by, his knot shrinks inside me. My walls ache at the sudden loss but the pressure eases and I whine with relief.

“Ready for your plug, baby?” Arden bites at my ear lobe.

I gasp, itching to escape his iron grip. “No more! I’m too full!”

Arden gives me a grin, adjusting his grip on me as his cock begins to slide from my gaping hole. “Would you rather let it dribble out of you the entire way to the springs? You’d make such a mess.”

I roll my eyes. If I’d known he was so manipulative… His cock escapes my body with a wet pop. My body protests at the loss and suddenly I’m desperate to be filled again. It has to be his cum. There’s no way I’m this needy?

Arden reaches over the side of the sofa, plucking up the plug he used to fuck me open earlier in the night. Its large bulb sends a shiver down my spine and I reach for it, desperate to shove it into my pulsing, empty hole. Yup, I’m definitely this needy.

Without letting my hands near it, Arden leans back, reaching between my legs and notching the tip of the plug at my entrance. He glides it past my ring of quivering muscle, the bulb slotting nicely inside without a drop of resistance.

I sigh as the fullness returns, warming my soul. I still don’t understand how any of this works. Whether I’m forever going to be seeking this feeling or if it’ll fade. I’m not against the idea of being a needy boy if it means Arden will be with me every day for as long as I live. He’s opened an entirely new world to me. Shown me things I’d never imagined before, and now I’m hooked. I want this. I want him.