Three strikes (Love Always Finds A Way #3) Read Online Dani Wyatt

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Insta-Love, Novella Tags Authors: Series: Love Always Finds A Way Series by Dani Wyatt
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Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26056 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
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“Please. Don’t stop.”

“I’m never stopping. You want this? You going to be mine forever?”

“Yes!”

“You going to take my cum. Give me your body, your mind, your soul?”

“Yes! Please, just fuck me!”

“One more thing…you’re going to be my little broodmare aren’t you? Pregnant and milky and always ready for whatever I want.”

She nods into the bedding, whimpering as I drive into her in one deep stroke. Her tight warmth welcoming me as I grab her ass and fuck into her like a piece of meat.

I feel her walls clamp down, her opening cutting off the circulation to my dick, but I’m not done.

“I’m—I’m—Oh God…”

“Fucking right. I am your God.” I reach up and grab her hair, yanking her head back, and rut into her like an animal. I clench my teeth, my orgasm building fast as she cries out and I scoop my other arm under her belly, holding her up as I give her one, two, three pummeling drives before she locks down and detonates.

She’s soaring on her climax as I release. My bally start to pump and I see stars.

“Daddy.” She moans as I paint her insides with my cream. Coating her, willing my seed to root in her little womb, holding myself deep as pulse after pulse of seed fills her tiny body.

My legs are shaking as my balls empty.

“I love you, Anna,” I hear myself say as though the words are far away and echoing around the room.

She’s still shaking as her pussy pulsates, milking more seed into her warmth.

“I love you too…Daddy.”

“Your little cunt is going to suck every drop of my cum from my balls from now on. Unless I want to feed it to you, or cover you with it. So many options. All of them as tempting as you, my babygirl.”

I slide out of her and lay her down on the pillows, pushing her legs apart with my hips.

“I wanted you to be happy.” She says.

“I am. I haven’t been for a long time, but you, little girl. You’re going to make me happier than I ever dreamed possible.”

I slide back into her wet welcoming warmth as she moans and her feet lock behind my ass.

“Me too. Looks like you hit a home run.”

“With you baby, every day will be a home run. Now, beg me to fuck you again like a good little girl.”

“Fuck me, Daddy.” She licks her lips. “Hard.”

Chapter Seven

Anna

The sound of my phone dinging wakes me. I’m wrapped in Cyrus’s big, strong arms, feeling small and safe and like nothing can touch me. It’s still dark outside, so I nestle down further, deciding to ignore the message and go back to sleep, listening to Cyrus’s deep, rumbled breathing.

Then it dings again.

And again.

Cyrus stirs, lifting one arm from around my shoulders in his sleep, and I don’t want to wake him. He told me about his not sleeping. How he was scared he’s wake up and think I was from him dreams and hurt me.

I told him I’d try to sooth his demons, so I got down on my knees and gave my first blow job.

It was nothing like I imagined and I’ve found a new kink. Sucking his cock which apparently, I sucked all his bad dreams out of his dick because he’s been sawing logs for a few hours now.

The phone dings again. I reach to the nightstand and grab it, then flick the button so the notifications are silent and see who is blowing me up at four thirty in the morning.

The first one is from the center. They’ve been keeping me in the loop on Brittany and think God she’s doing great and they are keeping a close eye on her.

The other ones are from my father.

Dad: Where are you?

Dad: Anna, text me, this is urgent!

Dad: He’s here, Anna. He wants me to use the find my phone app.

Dad: CALL ME! I’m stalling but I can’t hold him off…

I turn the phone off before I’ve finished reading the last message. I don’t know if it’s quick enough to avoid the app tracking my location or if turning it off will even work, but I can’t have him coming here. I glance one more time at Cyrus, then carefully climb out of bed, finding my clothes in the dark and tiptoeing through to the bathroom to dress.

Unfortunately, it looks like it’s time to go. I hate that this is going to hurt him, but I don’t see a way through that doesn’t put other people I love in danger. He needs to live his life, and if that means he finds—

I don’t finish that thought. I can’t. The idea of him with someone else crushes me and my eyes start to burn. I want him to be happy, but that doesn’t mean I want to think about it.


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