Page 46 of These Deadly Vows

“I think we’d have a better chance of my getting pregnant if you try to make this marriage a real one.”

He shifts positions on the bed, placing his beer on the nightstand. Reaching over, he puts a hand to my cheek. “I’ll never be able to offer you anything other than protection.”

“I see.” I look away.

“But if you want to pretend that this is real, princess. I’ll make you one promise. I won’t fuck other women until you give me a son.”

“At least you’re honest. After the baby, then you’ll go back to your bachelor life. But what about me? Do I have the same privileges?”

“You mean, can you fuck other people?”

“It’s only fair.”

“Life’s not fair. If I catch you with another man, I’ll kill you both.”

“What if you don’t know about it?” I smirk, knowing I’m pressing his buttons. Forcing him to admit that he doesn’t want me with another man.

“I told you I won’t fuck other women. Take the win, princess. I rarely concede.”

“Pick my battles, is that it?”

“Exactly. Now that we’ve settled that there’s something you need to do for me.”

“And what’s that?”

“Show me what that mouth of yours can do besides talk.”

“I’ll need you to teach me.” I flutter my lashes. “You’ll be my first.”

His nostrils widen and I can tell he enjoys knowing no other man has had me.

I pull the blanket back, exposing his dick, and he makes the appendage jump when I go to touch him, causing me to squeal and draw my hand back.

“He doesn’t bite. He spits,” my husband mocks me, making fun of me for referring to it as the snake in his pants earlier. “Make a fist around it.”

I wrap my fingers around the rigid, yet silken skin. “Now what?”

“Is this your first time touching a dick?”

“Yep,” I pop the P. I glance at him to see his reaction, and the man looks absolutely feral.

Ghost covers my hand with his as he did when we jointly stabbed my father. My mind flashes to the blood that soaked through his shirt. My stomach rolls with the urge to vomit. I’m disgusted with myself.

This biker has done nothing except hurt me since he came into my life, and here I am, ready to be his fucking personal sex doll and breeding mare while knowing I can’t have children. What would he do if I confessed to him?

Chapter Fourteen

“It’s not going to suck itself, princess. Use your mouth on me.” I sift my fingers through her hair, getting a grip to control her movements as her mouth descends. Those pretty pink lips kiss the tip, all sweet and innocent. Unsure but eager to learn. “Open up and take my cock between your lips. Watch your teeth. See how good you taste?”

Her virgin lips wrap around me. Knowing I’m the first man to have her mouth is empowering. Like with her virginity, this is another piece of my wife I’ll always own.

“Flatten your tongue. Yeah, like that. Fuck, such a good girl.”

Adeline moans at my praise and I have to control myself. To remind myself that she’s not done this before and I can’t go too rough too fast. Not yet.

“Use your tongue. Treat my cock like your favorite candy. Mmm.” Her head starts to bob as she finds a medium pace, sucking and licking. Working the base with her fist. She catches me with her teeth a few times, but I don’t mind. “That’s it. Suck it, princess. Just like that.”

Her saliva runs out of the corners of her mouth. I love all the sounds she makes. The slurps and gurgles as she tries not to choke. Bucking my hips, I fuck her pretty mouth until she cries. When I’m close, I pop free of her mouth. Gripping her under her arms, I pull her over to my lap and push her panties aside, so she sinks down on my dick.

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