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Pricks ours, and I’ll never be a coward. This pregnancy changes nothing. I’m going nowhere. Do you fucking understand me, Siren?” He hisses as the vein in his neck pounds a mile a minute. I must’ve hit a nerve.

“Get the fuck off of me, Caveman, or I’m going to fucking hurt you.” I threaten and he laughs, only gripping my neck tighter.

“Keep it up baby, this little act just gets my dick hard and the harder it gets, the closer I am to taking what I want, where I want and trust me, I can’t wait to watch your makeup run down your gorgeous face as you gag on my cock.” He smirks as Spade starts yelling at him.

“That’s enough, Jay.” He orders and I nod my head, causing Jameson to release my throat. He takes a step back and I send a quick jab to his nose.

“Do that shit again and you will have no nut sack. You fucking prick!” I shout and he smiles, licking the droplets of blood leaking from his nose.

“Stop being a fucking bitch and assuming shit, then there wouldn't be a problem.” He laughs and I launch for him, but strong arms pull me back.

“You’re letting him win. Ignore his shit.” Dario whispers in my ear.

“Fuck him. Stupid prick. I swear, call me a bitch again and see what happens.” I threaten, but he continues to laugh.

“Bitch, bitch, bitch. Oh, don’t forget stupid bitch and a dumb bitch.” He sings and I scream,

“Dario let me go, so help me god.” I scream, but he lifts me off my feet and walks us out the front doors as I hear Spade yelling at the piece of shit. He places me on my feet cupping my face with both hands.

“Look at me Kitten, ignore Jameson. He’s a dick most days. How you love him, I’ll never understand, but you do. So, here we are.” He chuckles and I take a deep breath, trying to center myself and calm down before I go in there and kill him.

“Same, because right now I want to put a bullet between the eyes.” I say and he laughs.

“This is how you both always act with each other. Then you hate fuck and have a seance and take over the world as Blood King and Queen. It’s a whole vibe babe. Weird, but it's a thing with you two.” He says and my eyes widen.

“What the fuck?” I say shaking my head, but he brings my lips to his and places a gentle kiss against them. I moan into his mouth as our tongues dance around one another in a sultry dance that has me rubbing my thighs together. I pull back as he licks his lips.

“I wish we were home. Can we go home and celebrate or whatever?” I ask and he smiles wide.

“Anything you want, Kitten.” He says and I pull him into me again, rubbing my nose against his.

“I’m so happy we’re having babies. I can’t wait to see you barefoot with a round belly walking around the house. Fuck, my dick is hard just thinking about it,” he says, and I slap his chest.

“Not you too. Jesus. Will I ever not be pregnant again? Is this some type of kink for you guys?” I say and he growls.

“Mmm, Kitten, I will pump all my babies into that tight cunt as long as they’re ours. I don't care how many kids you want. I just want you big, round and full of my cum.” He admits, causing me to giggle.

“We shall see, Big Man.” I say, tapping his chest as the others come outside. Dario locks up The Mill and I give Jameson the finger as I climb on the mobile, taking off like a bat out of hell. I need some space for a moment. At least give me the time to think. They start yelling at me through the earpieces which I rip out of my ears and put them in my jacket pocket. I’m pregnant by men I hardly know, but my heart flutters and does a dance anytime they are near, including that stupid fuck. One day I’m going to make him submit for me. Fucking dickhead. I need a hot shower and a nap. I push the throttle to the max, not giving a fuck if I lose them. I just want to get home and out of this gear. I’m too exhausted for this shit.

Flying through the gates of my house, I shut off the mobile and climb off, heading for the front door. I key in the code and swing the door open, taking off my gloves and scarf, tossing them to the floor. I continue up the stairs, leaving a trail of my gear. I feel like I’m suffocating in all these clothes.

Reaching the top floor, I hear them all yelling my name, but I ignore them and continue to strip until I’m naked, standing in my bathroom, looking at the small bump that is my stomach as I wait for the shower to warm up.

Rubbing my hand over my small belly, a tear falls from my eye. I never thought in a million years I’d be pregnant, let alone not know who the father is. Spade comes barreling into my room and slams the door, turning the lock to keep the others out. He stomps over to me and I brace myself for what he might do.

“Beautiful.” Step. “Perfect.” Step. “Stunning.” Step. “Mine!” He growls, reaching for me. I hold my breath as he sweeps my hair from my shoulder and places a kiss against my skin which causes me to shiver.

“S-Spade,–I–ca-can’t,” I whisper and he puts his finger to my lips.

“Shh, Babygirl. Let me take care of you.” He whispers back as he trails slow kisses along my neck.

“You guys really don’t know the word ‘no’, huh?” I pant as his hands trail over my hardened nipples and down my tiny bump, right between my legs.

“Are you wet for me, Babygirl?” He rasps as I take his hand and push it deeper between my thighs, hoping he gets the memo.

“Tell me what you want, baby.” He whispers as he runs his tongue slowly down the shell of my ear.

“Taste me, Spade.” I moan as he slides his finger up and down my slit, flicking my clit along the way. My breathing hitches as he sinks to his knees on the cold tile floor as steam from the shower surrounds us, wrapping us in its warmth. I jolt as the tip of his tongue circles my piercing, causing my knees to buckle. I grip onto his shoulders, his eyes rolling in his head as he inhales my scent causing my body to quake beneath his tattooed hands as he squeezes the back of my thighs.

“This is torture.” I moan out, lifting my leg to lay on his shoulder as I grip his shaggy hair, shoving his face into my dripping cunt. My skin prickles as he laps me up, flicking my clit repeatedly. My eyes roll back when he slides two fingers inside me, slowly milking my walls as I clench down on them.

“Fuck, fuckkkk.” I pant biting my bottom lip as his tongue and fingers play a torturous game with my pussy. Fuck, I can’t take it anymore. I push him away and he smirks, but I continue to push him until he’s laying on the floor and I’m straddling his face, holding his head down as I take what I want. He grabs my ass, roughly slapping both cheeks as I grind my cunt on his nose, mouth and chin. He slides his hands up my torso to my tits, grabbing a handful and rolling his thumb against my nipples.

“Yes, fuck yes. Take it. I’m going to cum so fucking hard.” I scream as I grind down harder onto him, rolling my hips fast as he bites down on my pierced clit and pinches my nipples causing me to hold his head down harder as I cum so fucking hard on his face, splashing my release. He chokes on my orgasm but I don’t stop, I roll my hips using his face for exactly what I need. He grips my hips, tossing me off him and I land on my hands and knees.

“Fuck, Babygirl. Stay just like that.” He orders and I don’t dare move a muscle as he gets behind me and slides his hard cock into my soaked core.

“Hold on, Babygirl. I’m going to fuck you hard and fast.” He growls, slamming into me at a brutal pace. I scream as my eyes roll in the back of my head.

“Yes, Spade, just like that. Fuck!” I yell as I move my hand down to flick my clit.

“Cum for me, Babygirl. Let me feel you shatter along my cock.” He groans, pounding into me relentlessly.

“Fuck, I’m cumming.” I scream as I tighten around him, rubbing my clit as I cry out, another orgasm hitting me hard and fast.

“Babygirl, shit. You feel so fucking good. Fuck. I’m going to cum so fucking hard.” He moans deep in his chest as I feel his cock filling my cunt. He grips my hips so tightly as he slows his pace, making sure every last drop stays inside me.

He pulls out of me slowly and brings me into his arms.

“Let’s get cleaned up, then it's naptime for you, baby. Ri is cooking tonight, so I want you to rest.” He says, lifting me from the floor and taking me to the shower.

“I like that plan.” I smile as he washes my body, and when he’s done, the last thing I remember is his gentle kisses against my growing bump and the blankets covering me before my eyes shut and I drift off to sleep.