Page 310 of Conquered

“You can’t go paintballing in your condition,” he states with an eye roll as if that was the stupidest thing I could have said.

Suddenly my lower lip wobbles and before I know it, I burst into tears, throwing my knife and fork down with a clatter and shooting up to my feet. They’re not delicate lady-like tears either, but great heaving sobs that rack my chest, and I’m sure snot slides out of my nose.

“Shit–Princess–fuck–I—” Ash stammers, his eyes wide and hands raised, and it would be funny if, you know, I wasn’t crying so hard. Fucking hormones.

“You fucking asshole!” Loki hisses, shoving a still floundering Ash in his chair, and Kai gives him a chilling death glare across the table.

Jax whacks him upside the head, causing Ash to wince, getting up and then my Viking strides over to me and wraps me up in his huge, comforting embrace. Immediately, my sobs lessen as I inhale his warm, lemon scent. All the guys make me feel safe and secure, but Jax is like my refuge, my security blanket. He holds me, rubbing a huge palm up my spine until I quieten, my fists tight in his black tee.

He pulls back a fraction, just enough so that he can look deeply into my no doubt, puffy eyes.

“It’s not safe for the baby for you to play paintball, Baby Girl,” he tells me gently in that deep, husky voice of his, his thumb brushing the tears from my face. I heave a sigh, knowing he’s right, but hating that there feels like so much I can’t do, oreat because I’m growing a baby. “But,” he adds, a mischievous twinkle in his ice blue eyes, “if you want to watch from the viewing platform, I’ll shoot Ash in the dick just for you.”

“I’d like to see you fucking try,” I hear Ash grumble, and it pretty much seals his fate as I let a positively evil smirk tug my lips up.

“Deal.”

Getting dressed, I decide on a cute as fuck denim, mini dress with a brightly-coloured, vintage scarf tied in a knot at my neck fifties style, and some brand new, red, sequin chuck-style high tops by my favourite shoe brand.

Apparently, after the guys discovered where I was, Loki went on a shopping spree and bought me a shit ton of maternity clothes in my style as well as several pairs of flats which he brought back with us from England. God, I love that boy.

I grab my sunglasses and phone, heading out of the room I share with Loki, bumping into Kai in the corridor.

“Jesus, Lilly, darling,” he rasps, his eyes travelling down the expanse of my bare legs and his lips quirking at the glittering shoes. “You are so beautiful.”

He steps into me, his fresh scent filling my nostrils as his hand snakes around my thickening waist and pulls me closer. My pulse speeds as he nuzzles my neck, kissing his way up to my ear and leaving me breathless and my knickers damp.

“Come with me, Pet.”

I take in a sharp exhale at the name, my whole body feeling like a live fuse wire as he pulls me to his room, opening the door and then closing it behind us. He leads me to the bed, but instead of pushing me down onto it as I expect, he turns mearound sharply so that my back is to his front. I groan as he grinds his hardness into my lower back, and I arch into him, telling him with my body what I want. He tuts, biting my earlobe hard.

“Naughty, impatient, Pet,” he says, chuckling huskily as his hand slides down my side and his fingers hook under the hem of my short dress. “Hands on the bed, ass in the air.”

I do as he commands, feeling him take a step back as I move, pulling the back of my dress up and over my arse. He laughs, no doubt at my choice of rainbow and unicorn patterned knickers. “Cute.” He pulls them down to my knees, leaving them there and not taking them off.

I frown when a moment later my back is cold, and turning my head, I watch as he walks over to his cabinet of curiosities, aka toys to fuck you with. I can’t see what he takes out, but he’s soon turning back, stalking towards me with a wicked fucking smile on his lips. With his glasses, and hot nerd look, he’s like a filthy Clark Kent, and I am fucking here for it.

He stops in front of my face, leaning down and opening his fist to show me a gleaming, metal butt plug in rainbow colours and with a pink jewel on the end. My breath catches, and I look to see a wide smile on his handsome face.

“I thought that you’d like this one, Pet. On account of your underwear choice,” he tells me, running the plug up and down my bare arm. Goosebumps rise on my skin from the cool touch. “You’ll wear this all day. Only I’m allowed to take it out, understand?”

“Yes, sir,” I breathe, shivering slightly.

“Such a good Pet,” he praises softly, straightening up and going around to my arse.

I hear the top of a lube bottle opening, then gasp as his fingers, coated in the cool lubricant, start to rub all around my back door, spreading it around. A groan leaves my lips as onefinger enters me, then a second as he works the lube inside my hole.

“Kai,” I moan, rubbing my forehead on the soft, cotton duvet cover as pleasure starts to build in my core, which flutters, desperate to be filled.

He withdraws his fingers, only to replace them with the cool metal of the plug, and I breathe in through my mouth as he pushes it inside me. There’s a sharp pain as the wider part breaches my tight muscles, and he coos, stroking my arse as he coaxes me to take it all.

I’m a shaking, hot fucking mess, sweaty hair sticking to my forehead when he’s finished, and I just lie with my cheek pressed to the covers of his bed as I get used to the delicious feeling of intrusion. Kai pulls my knickers back up and then my dress down before he encourages me to stand.

I quiver with the movement, the plug making its presence felt in the most distracting way.

“Good girl,” he whispers, pushing my hair off my forehead and placing a kiss on my lips. “Let’s go downstairs, the others are waiting.”

Taking my hand in his, holding his other, slightly shining hand by his side, he leads us out of the room and down the stairs and I feel every. Damn. Step.