I swallow down everything she has to give, and my hips continue their assault on her little pussy, stretching her to capacity.

“Oh, Owen. Don’t stop.” I thrust harder.

“Don’t stop,” she pants.

“Not gonna.” I nip at her nipple and grin when a blast of milk sprays out over my chin and down my neck, causing my body to vibrate with untamed domination.

Fuck me, that’s hot.

“Please,” she begs so beautifully, and I swirl my hips, hitting the perfect spots on the inside and out, causing her pussy muscles to contract around me once again and forcing my balls to ache. My mouth falls slack as I bury myself as deep as possible. “That’s it, baby girl. Make me come inside your warm cunt.” Not letting up on the pumping of her luscious tits, I ravish her peaked nipples with my tongue, lapping up her milk like a starved animal while her bloody cunt milks my cock.

“Oh god, Owen!” she screams like a banshee, and I revel in it.

“That’s it, baby, take my cum. Take my cum deep inside you.”

“Yes. Yes. Yesssss.”

My cock pulsates as rope after rope of cum unload inside her, and I close my eyes at the splendor, willing it to create another life, one born from the eternal love of its parents. Something nobody will ever take from me.

No matter what our future holds.

LAYA

I nuzzle his bare chest, naked after he tossed my tattered wedding dress onto the floor.

Breathing in his familiar scent, I relax into him. His thick arms band around me like he’s scared I will leave him. How could I? How could I ever leave these arms again?

“What are you thinking, baby girl?”

He strokes over my hair, caressing my heart with his gentle touch. Such a contrast from his bulky exterior and hardened features.

“I’m wondering how I’m ever going to leave your arms again,” I whisper, my voice still sore from his cock and my screams. He stills, so I lift my head to face him.

“Why the fuck would you want to leave me?” He lifts an eyebrow, and I giggle at the sincerity on his face.

I bite on my lip, contemplating my words before delivering them with the honesty he deserves. “I just meant, I don’t know how I’m going to breathe without you by my side, Owen. I spent forever longing for you. When I had you, you didn’t just break my heart, you broke every part of me, and I don’t think I’m going to be able to survive that again.”

His heated stare makes me swallow hard, and the vein on his temple pulsates.

“You’re mine.” He lifts my hand to his lips and kisses the wedding band on my finger. “My wife. You’re not going anywhere without me, and I’m not going anywhere either.” My heart swims like a love-struck teenager’s.

“You work away a lot.”

“Not anymore,” he grinds out with confidence. “You really think after years of being without you, I’m going to let you leave my side again? Not a fucking prayer.” He sighs. “I just need you to know, whatever you’re feeling, Laya, I’m feeling too.” He chuckles, but it lacks humor. “I’m feeling too.” He repeats, and my heart skips at the thought of his past hurt. “To know you did everything without me the first time around. I have to live with that, Laya. But this time, baby girl, this time, it’s for keeps. I won’t break your heart again, I promise.”

He leans forward and kisses my forehead, and I relax against him. My gaze roams over his thick arm as he positions it beneath the pillow his head rests on. “I hadn’t had sex since our last time together.” His eyes dart down toward mine, and my mouth falls open, then he laughs, his eyes crinkling.

“That’s …”

“Years. I know. Trust me, I know.” He lifts an eyebrow, and I narrow my eyes.

“Why?”

“Because the only woman I wanted was you. If I couldn’t have you, I didn’t want anyone.”

His words swim in my mind. “But you knew I was”—I grimace as I say it—“married.”

He swallows thickly. “I did. But I told myself it was punishment for letting you go.” When his eyes come back to mine, I see the hurt in them, and I hate it. I hate it andunderstand it. Both of us have been living a lie, pretending to live a life of happiness when our hearts belonged to the unattainable.