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Cole presses into me slowly. I gasp, trying to take him as well. Once Cole’s seated, he sits there, letting me adjust. I have so many sensations all at once, and it’s overwhelming. The pain is overwhelming, but also the pleasure.

“You’re doing so good,” Cole moans. I feel his dick throb in me. “Fuck, you feel so good. So tight.”

Cole moves slowly, and as he does, pleasure builds. Cole groans, pulling out and pressing back in. I gasp. The movement also causes the ladle to move, shooting electricity through me.

“Oh god, Jo. I can’t wait to fill you so full of my cum it spills out of you.” Cole groans, his arms shaking. He reaches one hand around to play with my clit again. “One of these days, we’re going to lock you up in your room and breed you until you’re full withour baby. I’ll tie you to the bed so you have no choice but to accept load after load. Then you’ll be stuck with us forever. No more running, even if you wanted to. We’ll provide everything for you. All you’ll have to be is our sexy little momma.”

Cole flicks his fingers over my clit, and a thrill runs through me. His words are dirty. I don’t want a baby now. I don’t want to repeat history and be my mom to my kid. But still. Something about his possessive energy makes me flush with pleasure.

Cole continues playing with my clit. That and the extra sensations from my ass are enough to have me exploding all over Cole’s dick.

Cole follows shortly after, coming inside me with a groan.

“Fucking hell, Jo.” He pants. “Jesus.”

As the pulses from my orgasm fade, Cole pulls out of me, then gently pulls on the ladle. I tense, but he pulls it out.

Cole hops down off the counter. “Carry her to the room, Jay, and we’ll get her cleaned up. Someone needs their beauty sleep before we celebrate.”

41

JAYDEN

I’ve been hidingfrom Jo all week. I’ve known her for months and seen her at her highest highs and lowest lows. But suddenly, she’s become the scariest person I know. I’d rather face a man with a gun than her.

I can’t get over how she comforted me while I was dreaming in the hotel. I woke up mid-nightmare to find her curled up into me. The absolute, blinding fear I felt when I worried I had done something to hurt her while asleep scares me still. Makes me sweat.

Instead of facing her, I bring her her favorite foods every night after she’s gone to bed. I try to sleep on my own, but I can’t. The noise in my head is too loud. So, every night, I find myself crawling back into her bed. I leave before she wakes and go out to find a job. Or at least, that’s what I tell myself. I’m mostly just avoiding her.

Nevertheless, it’s some of the best sleep I’ve gotten since we had her at the cabin.

Cole knows. I know he knows, but he hasn’t said anything to me about it. When I watched him fuck her against the window, I was equally scared and turned on. And when he called me over, Iwas afraid he’d call me out on my shit, and she’d see how scared I’ve been.

Scared. Frozen.

I researched what Cole said. I still think I’m weak, but since then, I’ve felt…weird. There are some moments when my head is quiet. Usually, it happens when I’m cuddled up with Jo. But now, I don’t even have to be fucking her to feel it. Just around her.

Today is her birthday. I have her gift, and as I stand in my room with it, my hands sweat again.

This is so dumb. She’s going to think it’s stupid. I put her gift on my bed and sit down so my hands stop shaking.

What the actual fuck. I’ve killed people with less of a reaction than this. I debated for a while on what to wear. Cole said we had a dinner planned. At home, of course. It’s already a risk that I’ll be recognized going out, but I don’t want to put Jo at risk, either. Not while our case is so hot. It’ll be safer when it blows over.

I’m not sure what Cole got Jo. He did say there was a part that I’d have to participate in. He asked if I wanted to know what it was, and I said no. It made me sick to my stomach, but I know if I knew, I’d back out. I almost said no, as it was. Almost. But I’m trying.

I smooth back my hair for the twentieth time.

Stupid. I’m being stupid. It’s just a dinner.

Fuck, I’d rather kill someone.

I snatch the gift from my dresser and march down the hall. Jo and Cole are already there. Jo’s laughing while trying to teach Cole how to make something in the kitchen, and he’s fucking it up, as usual. I never let Cole cook in the cabin for this very reason.

I stare at Jo, suddenly frozen to the spot. She’s in a light blue dress with a cream bow in her hair. She’s so beautiful. So damn beautiful.

Jo throws me a look, and the smile falters on her face. She swallows. “Oh, hey.”

Suddenly, I think the button-down and slacks I wore are ridiculous. I look dumb, and they look so good. I turn on my heel to go change, but Cole says, “Hey, don’t go. Help her with the table while I get her gift.”

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