Page 66 of Sweet Venom

I kiss her lips once before asking, "Are you really pregnant?" My hands instinctively reach for her waist, and she nods, but her expression seems unsure, so I add, "I want this baby, Vivian. I can't promise I won't mess up, but I'll try every day to be the best damn father I can be. I swear it." My hands move to her face and I place my forehead against hers. "Please tell me you're keeping it."

The uncertainty on her face moments ago gave me pause. It made me think that she was questioning keeping it. After all, she did find out it's mine and not Ellis's. Maybe I'm not worthy.

"Sebastian, I fell in love with this baby the second I knew it existed. I'm keeping my baby. I just…"

She trails off and closes her eyes, and I know without words what's causing her distress. "Look at me, Vivian. Open those pretty eyes and hear my words." She pulls in a stuttered breath before pinning me with a wary glare. "I'm all in. Whatever that looks like. We'll figure it out—" My words are cut short when her mouth lands on mine, and she pulls me close, her tongue diving deep, exploring her territory.

Her hands roam down my chest until they find the waist of my jeans, where they tug lightly in question, and when she meets no resistance, she unbuttons them. Her hand instantly wraps around my length, and she smiles before asking, "Do you ever wear underwear?"

"Not when I'm charming a vipera with a greedy pussy. Now, pull those shorts to the side and sit on my dick."

She stretches her legs out, finding her rear pegs to push herself up before pulling her ripped-up, barely-there jean shorts to the side. There will be discussions about her clothing, but not right now, not when it's currently hot as fuck, and for my eyes only. Her hand wraps around my cock as she lines me up, bringing my tip to her entrance before slowly sinking down. "Fuck, yes," she hisses as her body trembles slightly. That's new, and I go rigid.

"What was that? This isn't hurting the baby, is it?"

She smiles—she fucking smiles—as if this isn't completely serious before sliding up and back down, loosening herself up. "No, you can't hurt the baby, Sebastian. I'm just really fucking horny. I need you."

I think I've heard that. My lead bouncer at the club has a pregnant wife at home. He said she can't get enough of his cock this pregnancy. I only remember the conversation because he said that's why he thinks he's getting a boy this time. During the first pregnancy, she didn't want to be touched.

"Take it. Ride me, mia vipera."

I keep my feet firmly on the ground, my legs locked, as she brings her hands to my shoulders and starts to ride me hard. Her pussy is so wet and swollen it feels like fucking heaven, but I need more. I reach for the hem of her shirt and start to pull it off, and I'm met with no resistance. In the next second, I have her bra unsnapped and one of her perfect tits in my mouth.

"Mmm," she moans as I suck and knead while she keeps her pace.

"I thought you didn't like my bee stings?" she mocks as I take the other one into my mouth and suck hard for her smart mouth.

"You know I more than liked these perfect tits. I love them. I only hated you for taunting me with them."

"So you don't need to mark them?" she asks as she slams down hard.

That's when it hits me. She expects the pain; I've more than given it to her in spades every time we've fucked, but that was before. "I don't need to mark you. My mark is growing inside your womb." I kiss her shoulder where the marks from my teeth have scarred her, and she moans deeply before slowing her pace and letting my tip tease the spot deep inside. I've never given a woman control during sex and fuck me if letting her take me exactly how she wants me isn't the hottest thing I've ever seen. Her pussy starts to strangle my cock, and I know she's close.

I release the hold I've had on her hips to keep her steady, only to wind my hand through her hair and pull her head back so that her eyes are on me when I say, "I want your eyes on me when you come all over my cock."

Her eyes stay pinned to mine for the briefest of seconds before they close, but before I can get mad, she bites the corner of her lip to hold back a smile and I know exactly what she wants. My girl likes a little pain with her pleasure. "If you wanted my hand wrapped around that pretty little throat, all you had to do was ask, but since you want to play games, I can't promise it won't hurt."

I let my hand skate between her breasts with the gentlest touch before striking her neck hard. Her pouty lips part on a gasp as her eyes snap open to focus on mine. The harder I squeeze, the tighter her pussy clenches my dick. "That's it, my little vipera, choke my cock."

Her pussy starts to spasm, and her body goes limp. I immediately release her throat, thinking I went too far, but her mouth lands on mine, and she kisses me deeply. Her hands tangling in my hair as a low moan rumbles up through her chest as she slowly rocks against me, milking my cock with her orgasm. Knowing that she's more than okay, I grab her ass and push back up into her hard, finding my own release, as she rides out the aftershocks of her orgasm. As we come down from our shared release, she pulls back and pins me with her big brown eyes and says, "I see your light, and I love your dark, every beautifully broken part. You're mine, Sebastian Lykos."

And for the first time in my life, I'm speechless. I never thought that the bridge I spent summers under wishing for a better life would ever grant my wish, but here I am in the middle of the pouring rain, having the best sex of my life, with the girl of my dreams carrying my baby.

Maybe she was right after all, and I wasn't born a monster. Maybe my heart was never truly black. Instead, it was burned, because the man I believed myself to be could have never found this.

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"Can we go to a hotel just for one night? I swear I'm not running. I'm just not ready to go back."

We just returned to the condo after our trip to the shithole that Ellis and I used to call home, and she refuses to let me go and climb off the bike. The truth is, I want nothing more than to do exactly what she's asking and have her all to myself for the night. Fuck, I almost feel like it's owed to us after everything we went through to get to this moment, but I've also never seen my brother so fucking broken the way he was when I ran out the door today. I don't know what she saw in that room. I've never been in it, but I know whatever it was hurt two people I love deeply, and it can't go on ignored.

"Have you been in that room? Did you know what was in there?"

I unlatch her fingers from around my waist to lace them through my own before answering. "I have never been in that room, but Vivian, whatever you saw brought one of the strongest men I know to his fucking knees. I know you're hurt, but I think he's hurting more. He would never intentionally hurt you."

She's quiet for a moment while I brush my thumb over the back of her hand, trying to calm her nerves. I wish like hell I knew what was behind that door. I've considered asking Vivian what she saw. I want to have the answers for her, to take away the pain, but my gut tells me, like me, Ellis has his own demons that only he can answer for.

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