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Without pause.
And each time I tried to tell him that he’d already knocked me up, he overpowered me by taking me faster and with more of a bruising drive that made me ready to cry and beg for release.
I had no right to want him. Not like this. Not at all. He’d kidnapped me, but as he pushed me to shatter and splinter into pieces with a harsh orgasm that left me trembling, I couldn’t imagine being anywhere else in the world.
Under him as he roared then tensed inside me, I was complete. He was so deep that I couldn’t tell where I began and he ended. Like this, as he flooded me with his cum, we were united as one.
And we hadone. A baby was already growing inside me.
Keeping my eyes closed as I tried to slow my heart and calm my shallow breaths, I knew I would need to explain that to him after the fact now.
But as he lay over me and pressed his lips to my back, I wondered—again—why.
Why did he want me for an heir?
Why did he need a baby?
The more that I understood what he expected of me, I considered how I could use it to my advantage, both the secret that I was already carrying his child and the fact that he would go to the lengths of kidnappingmeto make it happen.
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MAXIM
Iopened my eyes and started to lift up off the warm softness of Sloane’s body. She was still catching her breath, resting beneath me, and I didn’t want to crush her any more than I already had. Slipping out of her felt like a sin. I was reluctant to ease out of her pussy that only now released me as her orgasm faded. After two weeks of her not talking to me and trying to put distance between us, I was eager to keep her as close as possible for as long as I wanted, regardless of whether she wanted that or not.
Bracing myself on my forearms so I wouldn’t back up completely, I dragged in a ragged breath and hoped it would help clear my mind.
Like this, I gave her more space to breathe easier without all of my weight on her. She let out a grunt as I rose.
“What was that?”
Maybe she was trying to say something. I hadn’t really cared what she had tried to tell me when I was fucking her hard. Butnow that I was sated and I felt calmer for coming so hard deep inside her, I could hear her out now.
“Nothing,” she muttered.
Nothing as in you weren’t saying anything or nothing as in you don’t want me to know what you’re thinking?
“Going straight back to the silent treatment, are we?”
She craned her neck, making her shoulder blades flex as she twisted to look at me the best she could. Narrowing her eyes, she let me know that she wasn’t amused.
“No,” she bit out. “That was getting really fucking old.”
I chuckled at her honesty as I climbed off her some more. She wasn’t giving me any hint that she’d try to bolt. I bet her legs were too shaky yet for her to get far. When she made a move to get up, I pressed my hand on the smooth skin of her back and held her down. “Wait a minute,” I ordered, only letting her roll onto her side and face me. She stared at me, not shy at all but perhaps a little annoyed that I was keeping her still. Without her protest, I treated myself to another lazy look of her naked body.
Mine. All mine.
She was my mistress now, no matter what her plans were about that. Coming in here tonight and breaking through the ice of her silent treatment felt like the first step to a new beginning between us.
The longer she lay still and gave my cum a chance to take root in her, the sooner she could give me the heir I needed.
“You’re the one who wanted to pull that silent treatment stunt,” I reminded her.
She furrowed her brow, making that little V in the crease above the bridge of her nose. “I had to do something and take a stand however I could. I told you that this was my worst fear realized.”
I grinned, not caring how cocky I looked. “Your worst fear realized was to be fucked so hard that you almost passed out?” I dared her to deny it.
The tip of her tongue peeked out and traced the seam of her lips as if she couldn’t control her reaction of a potential smile. Just the idea that she’d want to hide a smile from me fascinated me.