Page 141 of Sinful Sacrifice

“Don’t you ever talk about another man putting a baby inside you.” I plunge my cock inside her wet pussy, keeping my hand on her chest before raising it to wrap around her throat.

There’s an urge to feel the pulse.

To see if her heart is as wild as mine.

I grin in satisfaction when it is.

“You talk about another man inside you again,” I say, the words breathed out between our heavy pants, “I’ll make you watch me rip his goddamn heart out and then fuck you next to his bleeding body.”

Hurriedly pulling out of her, I twist her body around and push her toward the tree. She catches herself with her hands. Circling my hands around her waist, I push her ass in the air, smack it hard, and shove my cock inside her from behind.

“Do I make myself clear?” I ask through clenched teeth.

She spits out the tie and peers at me over her shoulder. “Fuck me harder, and I’ll let you know.”

I smack her ass so hard that I swear it vibrates off the trees. “Be careful, or I’ll shove his heart down your fucking throat, where my tie just was.” Another smack to her ass.

Her head hits the tree, and I grab her ponytail again to pull her back against my chest. Her head falls against the crook of my shoulder, and I use my free hand to wrap around her throat, holding her in place.

I fuck her like we’re wild animals here.

Fuck her so good so she knows she’ll never belong to anyone else.

“Do you think I’d ever want to fuck anyone other than you, baby?” More thrusts, more moans, another neck squeeze so tight that I nearly have her in a choke hold as we fuck. “We’ve been broken up for how long? Yet you’re still the only woman I’ve touched.” I reach around to play with her clit. “You call me when you need my dick, and I come running every single time. And I’ll always come running because I’m goddamn yours.”

She falls forward onto the ground, and I do the same.

We’re on the ground, and I’m fucking her from behind.

We’ve never fucked so dirty.

So un-prim and proper.

So wild before.

When she comes, it lights every nerve ending inside me on fire.

It takes me only a few strokes to do the same. I jerk her ponytail back and kiss her throat as I groan into her neck. I keep pumping my hips, shoving my cum deep inside her.

If she wants to talk about having babies, I’ll make sure it’s my cum that fills her.

As we come down from our high, I help her to her feet and swipe what dirt I can from her dress. She looks like a hot mess—barefoot, dirty, and wild, freshly fucked hair.

I straighten my clothes, and she acts somewhat sane on our walk back to the SUV.

“I’m still pissed at you,” she says as I start driving again.

“Your pussy isn’t pissed at me.” I smirk. “And I’m not having a baby with Riona.”

“What will you do, then? Have a stork deliver Cernach a grandchild?”

“I’ll figure it out.”

“Riona won’t have sex with another man, if that’s what you’re thinking. She knows what even a rumor of adultery would do to her reputation.”

“I gave you an orgasm. That means we don’t mutter the word Cernach or Riona for the rest of the ride.”

“Fine. I get to control the music.”

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