When You Don't Ask For His Help During Ovulation
tags: 18+ [MDNI], zayne x reader, smut, p in v, dirty talk, dom! zayne, implied marathon sex, implied multiple orgasms
āAm I not satisfying you?āĀ
You blinked.Ā
You immediately stopped watching the movie on the television, and your head tilted to look at Zayne, whose arms were crossed, leaning on the doorway.Ā
āUm, what?ā Your brows knitted together as you watched his cold gaze lock on you. āSorry, Zayne. I donāt understand what you mean.ā
āAm I not satisfying you in sex?ā
Your eyes widened slightly, feeling caught off guard by your husbandās question. āOf course you do, Zayne. Where is this coming from?ā
āI am your husband and your primary physician, and I have your cycle memorized,ā he firmly said. āRight now, you're ovulating. So how come you're not asking for sex?ā
You immediately averted your gaze back to the television, unable to meet his darkened expression. āUm, it's not like that, Zayne. I can manage myself just f-fine.āĀ
āReally? Because as far as I remember,ā You heard his slow, heavy footsteps approaching closer. āThree, four, and the previous months prior, you would initiate having sex during your ovulation.āĀ
You gulped. āIā I just learned how to handle it on my own.āĀ
āWhy?āĀ
Your body trembled in nervousness, eyes staring at the television, trying to seek some comfort from the noise.
āZayne, it's not really a big deal. I swear!āĀ
Zayne picked up the remote control and pointed it towards the television, immediately shutting the screen off into pitch-black.Ā
āThat is not what I asked.ā He sternly said, setting the remote control aside.Ā
He stood in front of you with his arms crossed, and you lowered your gaze to the floor, feeling yourself shrinking in front of him.
āIā I just don't want to bother you with trivial matters, Zayne.ā You nervously fidgeted your fingers. āYour work is already physically and mentally demanding. I just don't want to add to your exhaustionā¦āĀ
Zayneās cold gaze lingered on you for a while. āSo you decided to endure and relieve it on your own?āĀ
āZayne, it's just ovulationāāĀ
āIt seems that you have reached conclusions on your own, and most of them are inaccurate.ā Zayne interrupted.Ā
You noticed Zayne's body shift a little, making you look up.
āI can confidently attest that your assessment of my physical condition is incorrect.āĀ
Your eyes widened, seeing Zayne unbuckling his pants.Ā
āZ-Zayne? What are youāāĀ
āIāll have to properly demonstrate it instead.ā Zayneās hand reached for his glasses, hastily taking it off and placing it on the coffee table. āLet's test whether your hypothesis is correct.ā
āZ-Zayneā waitā Hngh!ā
āAren't you a big girl now? Then surely you can handle my cock just fine.āĀ
Zayne has been ramming his thick cock into you for at least three hours now, like a rutting madman.Ā
Your chest is pressed against the bed, and your face is buried against the pillow, your tears staining the white fabric. Your hips were limply raised, gripped by Zayne's strong, large hands to maintain support.
āNghā Zayneā¦ moreā¦āĀ
Your walls were gushing wet, and you could not distinguish whether it was from the stimulation or your cum, but it did not matter. All you could hear was the wet, unrelenting thwop, thwop, thwop.Ā
Zayne leaned closer until you felt his breath against your ear. āMy love, you said you already relieved yourself enough. But look at you, still dripping wet.ā His hands traveled to your breasts, gently squeezing them. āYou wanted me to bury myself inside you so badly, didn't you?āĀ
Zayne, being a physician, already knew the answer. But would he pass this opportunity to remind you that only his cock would satisfy your thirst during ovulation? Of course not.Ā
āāM sorry, Zayneā¦ yourā mhmpā feels too goodā¦ā Your tongue lolled, and your mind was in a haze, feeling Zayneās thick length hit your deepest spots.Ā
"Cum, my needy wife." Zayne pounded you harder, and with one strong thrust, you squirted juices once again even before your mind could process it.Ā
Your legs trembled in pleasure, feeling Zayne halt for a brief moment. Then, you weakly tilted your head to the side, eager to see his face.
Just when you thought it was over, you felt his cock rubbing against your clit, still erect.
āZ-Zayne, we've been at it for hours, y-you just came back home from work earlierāāĀ
āNo, my love.ā He kissed your temple, gently turning you around, making you lie on your back. āWe haven't finished the assessment.āĀ
You looked at him teary-eyed. āIā I believe you already.āĀ
āI disagree. The mere fact that you continue to express your concern when we're in the middle of the assessment clearly implies that I have not demonstrated enough.ā He gently brushed his finger against your chin.
āSpread your legs wide open.āĀ
You were absolutely done for.
