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When we’re back in his chair and those lips are traveling down my chest to my breasts, those feelings inside burn hot with arousal. “Dray, I— fuck.” He’ll find out soon anyway. “I’m lactating. Be careful.”

“Lactating?” He freezes, pulling back to look at my nipples, and when he leans in and flicks his tongue along one, I shudder.

He can’t do that, can he?

He’s Draven Creed, he can do whatever he likes.

The soft moan it pulls from me eggs him on to fully suck it into his mouth. This time he moans with me, his hands squeezing the hell out of my ass so the plug shifts. “How’s it feel?”

He moves to the other one and sucks it in too, making my eyes flutter as a thousand sensations war for my attention.

“G-Good,” I stammer out, grinding down on his cock. “Fuck.”

I can tell the moment he actually tastes something. A surprised groan vibrates through my chest to my core, and he sucks harder for more. “Tastes fucking sweet.”

Dray tugs on the plug like he’s dying to get inside of me, and I’m two steps ahead of him. Maneuvering around my bump is harder these days, but I reach down and work his cock out of his red plaid pajama pants and stroke.

“Give it to me, Draven. Fill my tight little ass with something better than that plug.”

It makes him grin widely as he ruts up in search of it. “My horny girl. You’ve been missing this, huh?”

When his teeth nip my nipple, my body jerks. It feels like fire and ice all at once. “Yes.” The moment the plug is free, I sink down, taking him almost too quickly. “You don’t fuck my ass nearly enough.”

“Let me make up for that, future wife.” His voice is strained as he bottoms out, releasing a long drawn out moan. “You have no idea how good it feels when you strangle my cock. I’m going to start fucking your ass every week.”

He thrusts up while simultaneously sucking my breast back into his mouth, and the combination has me lightheaded. Letting out a breathy laugh, I tip my head back and grip his shoulders to stay steady. “Promise? I’ll be your wife soon. Don’t disappoint me.”

Dray slows, his lips trailing kisses up to mine before he stills and tells me what I need to hear. “I’m going to do everything in my power to never disappoint you. Ever. Not in this, not in anything. The world has done that enough, and there isn’t anyone that could stand in my way. You will be my wife... I’ll even take your last name if you’d prefer it.”

It’s hard to think straight with my tits leaking milk and a cock splitting me in half, but I try. Leaving the Creed name and legacy behind is tempting. Very tempting. Knowing our daughter won’t grow up with that burden, that shadow hanging over her head? I’d be a fool not to accept.

But Harbough isn’t much better. My father came through when it mattered most, but where was he before that? He stood aside and let Ephraim break the law, hurt people. I don’t want my baby carrying his legacy, either.

“Screw both of our names,” I growl, kissing him fiercely. “We’ll pick a new one. Something just for us, just for her. The past doesn’t matter anymore.”

“Whatever you want, beautiful. Nothing matters but us. Ride me, show me how much you missed my cock filling your ass.”

“I can’t live without you,” I whisper, moving faster as I bounce. “I need you always, Dray. Your eyes, your lips, your hands, your cock... your cum. I can’t get enough.”

A sharp, desperate kiss cuts off his words as I clench a little tighter, move a little rougher. I’m so full it’s hard to breathe, hard to think. But having him like this is different. It’s... total devotion.

And for the girl who couldn’t get off without touching her clit, I’m dangerously close to orgasm without my pussy being involved at all. “Come with me,” I rush out. “Come in my ass, baby. Remind me you own every inch of me.”

“I love you so much, little keeper. You own me just as much as I own you. Always.”

When he buries himself deep and I feel his cock begin to lurch with his release, I swallow down his groan.

The lights on the Christmas tree twinkle beside us as I give myself over to him, mind, body, and soul. There will never be anything he refuses me, nothing he wouldn’t do to keep me happy. And when it feels this good to have his lips on mine and his cock inside my body, well... pawns have done worse for themselves. Far worse.

I think this is what they call checkmate.