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Redemption: The act of making something better or more acceptable.

C an we truly save each other?

Hearing the words coming out of Pharaoh’s mouth, I couldn’t believe they were real. He loved me. He wasn’t going to leave me.

“I need you to know something, Pharaoh,” I said seriously.

I was afraid that my next words would have him running just as quickly as I got him back.

“Anything, Little Voyeur.”

I hesitated, and he kissed me again. His love was prominent in the way his lips moved with mine.

“I am not letting Xavier go into the system. He didn’t ask for the life he’s been given since being born. He is innocent in this war, and I can’t let my brother’s baby go to a stranger.”

I didn’t wait for him to respond. Instead, I kept talking.

“I know what it feels like to be alone, to be the one on the outside looking in. I don’t want that for him. I don’t know what the fuck I am doing, and God help me, but…”

I took a deep breath and thought about my brother holding my little one for a second.

“I am going to adopt Xavier. If you choose to be with me…well, you are choosing to be a dad again. You have to choose us both.”

Pharaoh was quiet for a second, then he picked me up and flipped me onto the bed. His kisses turned from sweet and loving into a passionate demand I was helpless to deny.

“I always wanted to be a mother fucker,” he teased, kissing down my collarbone and ripping at my clothing.

I was breathless, returning the kisses as much as I could.

Mother.

My nephew would be like a son to me, and that scared me so much. I needed Pharaoh to be his father, to help me navigate what the fuck I was doing.

Was he trying to distract me?

Fuck me, it’s working.

“No, no. I need an answer before I lose my ability to speak.”

Pharaoh stopped his tantalizing tease down my body and paused, reaching for the sheets and wrapping my wrists inside the fabric.

He leaned down on top of me and kissed me again.

“Call me Daddy, Little Voyeur.”

I burst out laughing, but the sound was cut off when he bit me and ground his hard cock into my stomach.

“I wasn’t kidding,” he growled, kissing the burn away from his bite. “Call me, Daddy.”

I looked up at him incredulously. I couldn’t believe he actually truly wanted to be with me or that he wanted to be a parent with me.

“Fine,” I said with a giggle. “Daddy.”

He growled, and it didn’t feel like a joke anymore.

“Mmm. That’s good, fucking Mama.”

I moaned and followed his grinding with my hips, practically begging him to pull the hospital gown up.

“Excuse me, nonparental language here, but would you kindly fuck me?”

Pharaoh laughed and popped the buttons of the hospital Johnny off my body with one yank of the fabric.

I yipped and watched as he undressed. His gorgeous body made me feverish, and I couldn’t believe he was mine. Truly mine.

“Open your legs, Little Voyeur. I’m about to make you a mother of two.”

I didn’t have time to respond. He slammed into my pussy, and I felt the world melt away. There was so much shit happening, but in this moment right now…we were one.