Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27809 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 139(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27809 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 139(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
To have these men tied to them. Worshipping them. And their babies.
I was going to let him fill me up again. If I wasn’t pregnant yet, I wanted to be. Soon.
Cash’s shirt was already off before I stripped off my own and then shimmied out of the rest of my clothes. He kissed me deeply, his fingers tangling in my hair as he walked me backward toward the bed.
I was needy and wanted him. Knowing he’d been in danger because of me had heightened my desire to an almost unbearable state. Arching my back up so my pussy brushed against his wet cock, I moaned.
“That’s my greedy little pussy,” he murmured as his lips trailed down to my neck.
His fingers slipped down my stomach before cupping my sex.
I whimpered, bucking my hips forward, needing him to do more. To touch me harder. To push me over the edge I was already nearing.
“Such a greedy little pussy, sunshine,” he growled before plunging his fingers into my wetness.
“Yes,” I breathed, capturing his lips again with my own before riding his fingers.
My body ached for release, and once his thumb found my sensitive nub, I cried out, rocking away my orgasm on his fingers.
I mewled when he pulled his hand away. Staring up at him as he licked my wetness from his skin. “You taste so fucking good. Wanna see for yourself?”
“Mmm-hmm.” I darted my tongue forward, licking what was left of my juices off his fingers.
“Oh fuck, sunshine, that’s so hot,” he growled before his lips were back on mine.
Our tongues mingled as we fell back on the mattress, his arms holding him up, but his hips firmly pressed to mine as I ground against him, feeling the friction of his cock against me. But not right where I wanted it.
“I need you in me,” I whimpered, lifting my legs so they wrapped around his waist.
“That’s my greedy girl. I’m going to give it to you.”
He sat back, pressing his hands into the mattress on either side of me before plunging his cock deep inside me.
“Feels so good,” I moaned, instinctively rocking against him.
“Yeah, take my cock, sunshine.” He dipped his head to nip my bottom lip, the slight sting sending a zing of sensation straight to my core. “It feels so good inside you because you’re mine. Aren’t you?”
“Yes, I’m yours. Only yours,” I moaned as a fire started low in my stomach.
My orgasm was building, and it was as if Cash could read my body better than I could. His hand went to my clit, rubbing the sensitive nub as he thrust harder in me. My body quaked as I screamed out, riding the wave of my release.
“You’re so fucking beautiful when you come.”
“Then make me do it again, Cash,” I whimpered, jutting my hips forward.
“Gladly, sunshine.” He picked up the pace, rocking his body harder against mine. His fingers stayed on my clit, flicking it in the same motion he moved his dick.
“Tighten that pussy around me. Let me feel that come on my cock. I’m not gonna last much longer,” he growled.
My body erupted as I shook around him, a never-ending orgasm wracking my body. My lids drifted shut, and I tilted my head back on the pillow as my body hummed in ecstasy.
“Open your eyes,” he commanded.
My gaze rested on his as he lifted my legs high on his hips. “You’re going to watch me while I come. While I fill you up with my seed, and then I’m going to push it inside you. Make sure you’re good and full of me.”
The heat of his words had my already sizzling body singing.
I gripped his sides and held on as we both shuddered, our groans in perfect harmony as I felt him spill into me.
But instead of collapsing on my chest, he kept pushing his cock, rocking it against me over and over again.
“Gotta push my come inside you. Don’t want to spill a drop. Make sure you’re mine.”
“I’ll always be yours, Cash.”
“Always, sunshine,” he repeated. “Same way as I’m yours.”
That was good because I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Epilogue
Cash
“You know, you aren’t the only one who made this baby,” Karina grumbled when I strutted through the clubhouse like a cat who’d gotten the cream. Which I had, many times.
I laughed and stopped to draw her into my arms. “I gotta take credit for something since you’re the superhero who has to carry our baby and give birth.”
Her lips curved up as I conceded her point. She melted like butter, the way she always did whenever I said sweet things.
“So?” She turned when she heard Kiara’s voice and saw her jump up from the couch to run over to us. “Are you?” she asked, practically jumping up and down with excitement.
“Pretty sure the answer is yes,” Knight drawled as he took in my puffed-up chest and smug expression. Neither of which I could seem to get rid of.