Page 51 of Psychological War

Rotating her hips, I reached up towards the headboard. I had to hold onto something because if I didn’t, I would take control. Of course, Salem knew that because her little smirk told me so. I hoped she could see the desire, the need to thrust up into her.

My body screamed in protest at my reaching for the headboard. But having Salem’s body on me like this, I would gladly feel this pain.

“Good boy,” she moaned.

A growl rumbled through my chest, watching as she licked her bottom lip. She bounced on my dick and rotated her hips. I couldn’t even comprehend that she just called me a good boy but fuck yes. I would be the best boy for her if she continued with this.

I wasn’t going to last long, especially the moment she leaned back and threw her shirt off. I watched as her tits bounced every time she moved. I could feel her pussy clenching me.

“Zane, oh—oh fuck.” She gasped. Losing all control, she came, causing my own release. Salem slumped forward against my chest; my arms wrapped around her back holding her against me. I didn’t want to let her go.

I don’t know how long we both laid there. I didn’t fall asleep until I felt Salem relax and her breathing changed. I finally let myself fall asleep.

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Salem

IwaiteduntilIknew Zane was asleep before I peeled myself away from his chest, trying my hardest not to move around too much and wake him. It took longer and was much harder than I cared to admit. I knew he wouldn’t lay and rest like his body needed. It was the only reason I kept his body under for so long. Thankfully, he finally relaxed after thinking I was asleep.

Finally untangling myself from Zane, I threw on a pair of leggings and one of my turtlenecks. Shutting the door behind me, I rested my forehead against the door.

“Sey,” Tobias squealed from down the hall. Turning around, I found him running towards me with Mila hot on his tail.

“Shhh.” I smiled, kneeling down so I could pick him up. “Uncle Zaney is resting,” I whispered. Standing up I started walking towards Mila who was leaning up against the wall.

“Is he asleep?” she asked as we started downstairs.

“Yeah, finally. Is he always like that?”

“Unfortunately, yeah, they’re all like that, honestly.”

Nodding my head we stepped into the kitchen where I sat Tobias down on the island.

“Where are the other two?”

“I think Dimitri is using your punching bag outside and Killian I believe is still sleeping.”

“I wanna watch a movie.” Tobias looked between me and his mother. “Can we?”

“I want to watch a movie,” Mila corrected.

“Mama.”

“Mama, do you think the baby boy will like me?” I asked as she ran her fingers through my black curls.

“Salem, he’s going to love you, he’s going to love all of you,” Mama reassured me. “Just like I love all of you,” she said, poking my nose.

“I think he’ll like me the most. I like both girl and boy things. And since he’s a boy, he’ll like me the most,” I declared.

Except I had no idea if he would like me the most.

“Salem?” Mila was staring at me. Watching me with saddened eyes, ones I didn’t want focused on me. “Are you okay?”

I didn’t think, nodding my head. I hated when flashbacks reminded me of the past. I hated even more when it happened in front of others.

Mila tried smiling at me, giving me a knowing smile. “How about after lunch?” she offered Tobias. “Go wash up while I make something.”

Helping Tobias down, he ran off to the bathroom. Mila turned towards the fridge and began looking around.

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