Make Babies**
Bella gently backed away, allowing her fingers to caress Amon's tera-stained cheek as she tenderly wiped away the tears that kept streaming down his face.
"Enough tears for now. Hurry up and finish your meal first. You will need enough energy to keep up with me," she mischievously said, handing him some water while he composed himself.
She waited for Amon to drink it and then she continued feeding him. He remained quiet, his gaze fixed on her while she fed him. He would kiss her shoulder blades every now and then and whisper, "I love you so much, Bella."
She'd lost count of the number of times he'd said "I love you," each soft utterance accompanied by a shower of gentle kisses. She could barely concentrate on feeding him a literal meal as her arousal began to distract her. Not to mention how delicious he smelt, only enhanced by his own arousal…