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Gwen

Sunlight streamed through the bedroom windows as I struggled to open my eyes.

The blinding light made me wince as I shifted in the bed, Lance’s arm weighing me down.

There was a pounding coming from the living room and I realized someone was at the door.

I slid my hand up Lance’s arm and jostled him a little, but he mumbled in his sleep and rolled over.

Looked like it was up to me to answer the door.

I slid out of bed and grabbed one of the complimentary robes, fastening the sash around my waist as I walked into the living room.

The door rattled on the hinges from the force of the pounding and I wondered how long the person had been knocking.

For such determination, it must have been important.

Standing on tiptoe, I peered through the peephole and my breath froze in my lungs. With a shaky hand, I undid the security lock on the door and opened it, to stare at my father in shock and horror. He’d found me, and I could only imagine what he would do to me now. I’d ruined all his plans.

“Gwendolyn, would you care to explain why I received a call from Salvatore Scarlioni informing me that my only daughter was married and was to remain out of my reach? What lies have you been spreading about me?”

He nearly knocked me off my feet as he barreled into the room. I let the door close behind him and glanced toward the bedroom. It seemed my husband was sleeping the sleep of the dead.

“Daddy, you shouldn’t be here. I’m a grown woman and I can make my own decisions. Lance is good for me.”

“You met him and married him all in one day! Do you know the life you could have had as Kale’s wife?”

I set my jaw. “Yes, the life of a dutiful slave. And if you think I wanted that fat old man to touch me, then you’re delusional.

My husband is handsome and sexy, and he’s stronger than either you or Kale.

Lance may not be rich by your standards, but I will be far happier with him than in the gilded cage you put me in. ”

“A cage?” My father’s face turned purple. “Maybe if I’d had you in a cage you wouldn’t have whored yourself out to the first guy who came along.”

“Only to the men you wanted to seduce into business, right, Daddy?” I sneered at him. “I knew all about your plans. You were going to sell me to Kale and if that didn’t turn out, you were going to use me to turn a profit. You disgust me and I never want to see you again.”

A hand settled on my waist and I looked up into Lance’s eyes, the pride showing in them stole my breath. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to my neck before facing my father.

“I believe my wife has told you to go fuck yourself. I also know you were told to stay away from her. I’m sure Salvatore will be interested in hearing of your disobedience.” Lance gave Daddy a chilling smile. “You know how much he hates to be disobeyed.”

My father paled and his hand trembled a little.

“Do you see the kind of monster you married?” Daddy demanded.

“The kind who looks out for me,” I replied.

“I’m sorry, Daddy. You changed after Momma was gone, and not for the better.

You’re a cold, heartless man, and I don’t want anything to do with you.

Until you can remain civil, I want you to stay away from us.

And if we have kids, you won’t be welcome to see them. ”

He drew back as if I’d physically attacked him.

“You’d keep me from my grandchildren? Even knowing what I could do for them?”

“Your gifts always come with strings attached. They don’t need that in their lives. Unconditional love is all my children will know, and I’m not sure you know how to give it.” I leaned against Lance. “Please leave. If you ever change, I’ll agree to meet with you, but it will be on my terms.”

“And you bet your ass I’ll be there,” Lance said. “Gwennie is mine now. You’d do well to remember that.”

My father looked defeated as he slunk out of the hotel room, his tail between his legs.

It seemed my husband was more badass than I’d realized, and maybe I was too.

I’d never stood up for myself before, but Lance was showing me a side of myself I’d never realized was there, just simmering beneath the surface.

“I’m proud of you,” Lance said, kissing my cheek. “Let’s order breakfast and then we’ll discuss when you want to return home, now that we don’t have to worry about Daddy Dearest.”

“I know this is supposed to be our honeymoon, but I think I’d like to go home, Lance. I want to put my stamp on your house, if that’s okay, and try to figure out what I’m going to do with my life now.”

“You can do anything you want, princess. You said you dropped out of college because you didn’t want to study business. Is there something you did want to study?” he asked.

I shrugged. “I never really thought about it because I was never given any choice in what became of my life.”

“What makes you happy, princess?”

“You.”

He gave me that sexy grin. “Besides me and the monster cock.”

“When I was little, I used to paint. I always enjoyed it and my tutors said I was quite good. I haven’t touched a brush in years though. What if I don’t have talent at all? What if it looks like an elephant painted it?”

“Then you’ll try something else. I’ll make sure the jet is ready to leave within the hour and we’ll head home.

And the first stop we’re going to make is to the craft store for you to get as many paints and canvases as you wish.

You can set up one of the spare rooms as an art studio until I can come up with something better.

If it’s your true passion, I’ll build one of those pod things in the backyard for you. ”

I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him until my toes curled.

“Have I told you that you’re the best husband ever?” I whispered against his lips.

“How about you show me instead?”

I kissed him again. “You make those flight arrangements and I’ll be waiting in the bedroom for you.”

Lance smacked my ass as I walked away and I couldn’t stop smiling.

He acted like a caveman sometimes, but I loved every moment of it.

I loved the dirty talk, the way he commanded me to do things.

I’d never controlled anything in my life, so it wasn’t hard to hand myself over to him, especially when I knew it would only bring pleasure.

I remembered his words at the garage. He’d talked about fucking a baby into me, and even though my father wasn’t an issue anymore, I couldn’t think of anything I’d like more.

With any luck, by the time we got home, I’d already be carrying our first child, even if it meant we fucked like rabbits all the way there.

For all I knew, I was already pregnant, but I knew I couldn’t take a test this soon.

The robe dropped to the floor and I crawled across the middle of the bed, making sure my ass would be the first thing he saw when he walked through the door.

We had yet to make love slowly, but I seemed to like it hard, fast, and dirty, and Lance was more than happy to give it to me.

If I didn’t know better, I’d swear he had a magic dick.

He’d turned me into a wanton whore, but I knew I was his and only his.

The possessive glint in his eyes turned me on.

I considered myself a modern woman, and I wasn’t sure I’d follow any barked orders outside of sex, but I’d be happy to drop to my knees anytime he wanted.

A sharp slap made my right butt cheek sting and I gasped.

Sneaky bastard. I hadn’t even heard him come in.

The sound of his zipper rasping and his pants hitting the floor was enough to make goose bumps spread along my back.

I never knew what to expect with Lance, but I knew it would be good.

Really, really good. The man was a god when it came to making me scream his name and I wasn’t sure I’d turn him away even if we were in the middle of a packed restaurant and he decided to fuck me over the table.

I could tell by the way he watched me that he’d never invite someone into our bed, but I wasn’t sure how he felt about exhibitionism.

It would be interesting to find out. I wondered just how far I could push him in public before he broke.

“Is my naughty wife ready for me?” he asked, his hand slapping my ass again. “Mmm. Your skin pinks so nicely.”

“I’m always ready for you. I’ve been ready since you stepped out of that tow truck and gave me that sexy smile.”

He nipped my ass. “You think my smile is sexy, huh?”

“Everything about you is sexy.”

His fingers skimmed my slit and I pushed back, wanting more.

I didn’t care what he did to me, as long as he did it soon.

I was aching for him. My nipples were hard enough to cut glass and I could feel my pulse pounding in my clit.

He placed his palms on the inside of my thighs and spread my legs further.

The flick of his tongue against my pussy was enough to make me pant for more.

He alternated between soft and firm strokes as he teased me mercilessly.

Lance lifted me off the bed as he buried his face between my legs.

I wanted to come so badly, but it was just out of reach.

“My clit,” I begged. “Please play with my clit.”

He chuckled against me, the vibration making my channel clench.

He sucked and licked my clit until I saw stars and came so hard I couldn’t breathe.

I dropped back down onto the bed and felt his cock at my entrance a moment before he thrust deep.

Crying out in pleasure, I gripped his shaft tight as he began fucking me like a man possessed.

He took me hard, fast, and deep, just the way I liked it.

His hand smacked my ass several times but he never broke stride as he rode me to completion, both of us coming at the same time.

I felt the splash of his cum inside of me and I wanted more.

I wanted him to fill me up until I couldn’t hold anymore, and then I wanted to do it again.

I didn’t care if I was sore or couldn’t walk for the rest of the week.

I wanted his baby, and I was going to get one.

“We need to be at the airstrip in two hours.”

I rolled over and smiled what I hoped was a seductive smile. “Good. Then we have time to play some more. I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk.”

“Oh, princess. I can do that.”

“But…” I held up a finger. “I want you to fuck my pussy until I can’t hold any more cum, and then I want you to fuck my ass.”

He arched a brow and studied me.

“You promised you were going to fuck a baby into me.” I pouted. “Were you lying to me?”

It seemed he liked the idea of getting me pregnant, if the massive cock standing at attention was any clue. Lance grabbed my ankle, pulled my ass to the edge of the bed, and slid home once more. By the time we had to check out and leave, I could barely walk, but I had the happiest smile on my face.