Page 50 of Ruled By Their Desires

She nodded. “Yeah.” He brushed the hair from her face gazing into her eyes.

“I know I didn’t make it easy. I’m truly sorry for all of that. Do you still love me Moon?” he asked quietly.

She sighed. “Yeah damn it.” He chuckled then kissed her sweetly.

“My difficult, beautiful brave girl. You’re mine now. Although your father is going to be pissed, he called me not worthy of you, emotionally dead I think he said.” He pulled a face and grimaced. “He should see me now.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “So fucking invested I’m buried.” She laughed under him. He loved the sound and the pull on his cock.

“Yeah, I don’t think so.”

“Well you always were a rebel so I fit that mould.” He told her winking leaning in, as he brushed her lips and held his there. “I’m so very glad to hear you still love me baby. The old life is over. It’s you and only you. We’ve a long way to go and I’m going to be spending the rest of my life and yours, making sure you know that in this second life, I have only ever loved one female. You.” She caressed his face as he started to move again.

“But cards on the table Moon. Your pact with the quad is over. They want babies, I want babies. Lots and lots of babies.” He started to stoke into her harder lifting her legs higher. “Your mother wants babies and I want to keep eating so I have to keep her sweet.”

“No babies.” She moaned.

“Ten at least.”

“Fuck that. Ten!” She stared at him incredibly as he gripped her and thrust harder. “Are you mad?” she cried out before moaning. “God… that feels good.”

He grinned down at her. “Want my cock Moon? I want babies.”

“This is not the time for a negotiation!” He stroked into her harder. “Jesus…” she hissed.

“Yes it is. Cock,” he thrust. “Or no cock.” He thrust again.

Fuck! “Okay… one maybe…”

“Nine.” He countered starting to pound. Shit, she should have held out better.

“Bargaining….. Marcus?” He rammed into her and ground against her clit groaning.

“Whatever it takes Moon. I’m fucking having it. All of it. With you.”

She bit her lip from moaning again, lifting her legs higher, she loved the feel of him inside her. It was too damn good. ”How much fucking exactly?”

He chuckled, slamming into her. “Oh baby, morning, noon and night and every fucking hour in-between that I can get my cock in you.”

She laughed as he thrust harder. “Umm,” she panted. “Two maybe….”

“Eight.” He countered. “Lots and lots of fucking Moon.”

“Can’t you shut up! I’m trying to come here.”

“No.” He pounded. “You’re not coming again until we are agreed.”

Fuck that felt so good. “Okay…. Okay. Three… maybe…. Years apart.”

He started to pound harder slamming into her. “Seven my beautiful trouble. More if I can persuade you. A whole fucking football team.”

He was too good at this…. shit he would!

“I’ll never see my feet!” she panted her orgasm just out of reach.

“You don’t need to see your feet beautiful. You just need my cock.”

He was right. She did need it. “God damn it, can’t we talk about this later?”

“No.” He changed his angle and thrust in harder.

She cried out seeing stars. “Fuck it, we’ll see, no guarantees and don’t you dare fucking stop!”

He looked down on her looking so intense. “Well then,” he thrust into her wildly in a bruising and punishing pace. “Best we start now beautiful. We have people to interrogate, your parents to see, your quad to fuck off and I want to know while doing all that, my cum is filling this belly, creating life inside this body. My new life.”

“Possessive bastard…” she cried out her body crested reaching for her climax.

He laughed as he fucked her harder. “Yes. And you’re mine beautiful. All mine.”

And she couldn’t have been happier as she screamed her release coming all over that cock that now, belonged to her.

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