Page 33 of Origins

I shifted a little more, trying to ease the pressure building under my jeans. But it was no use because the longer my thoughts lingered on her, the more I needed her. I discreetly unbuttoned my pants. They were already getting tight due to that damn training regimen she had me on, so if anyone asked, I had an excuse.

If she wanted to play this game, I was more than willing to oblige.

You’re pushing me too far,I thought as my intentions for today shifted from loving Callie like she deserved, to punishing her for stepping out of line.If you keep it up, you’re going to be sorry.

I rubbed a hand across my jaw to prevent her from seeing my smile. Just the idea of punishing her had my mind running with images so vivid that I didn’t think I could stop if I wanted to.

If she was making me squirm this much for simplythinking—not even voicing the thought—that she might be pregnant, it was only right that her punishment would involve those very thoughts.

My first thoughts were of the act itself. I pictured her trembling beneath me, her body slick with sweat, her voice hoarse from screaming my name as I filled her with my cum, night after night after night. I’d take her again and again, pushing her to her limits until I was the only thought in that slutty little mind of hers. No one in this house would be allowed to feel the nirvana that was Callie’s pussy until she came to me crying with a positive test in hand. I didn’t want to risk her belonging to anyone but me.

At that point, she’d undeniably be mine, and the perfect little world she’d been born into would crumble.

My sweet angel, while somewhat useless when it came to heroing, was Vanguard University’s golden girl. She was at the top of her classes; her major was psychology, but she had a minor in medical engineering. My girl was smart. There was no denying that. Plus, she came from a hell of a family. One that would be so disappointed in my angel for getting mixed up with me.

Sure, assuming I got a placement, I’d be a hero by this time next month, but I’d always be the villain's kid. I’d always have these dark thoughts, ones that would make my sweet girl blush if she ever knew the half of it.

And, by the pink creeping up her neck, I knew that right now, she knew the half of it. So, I doubled down.

I might be almost done at Vanguard, but you have three more years,I thought, leaning back into the couch,and that means you’ll have three more years to carry our child, even if you don't get pregnant right away.I wasn’t letting her drop out, especially because the idea of dismantling her reputation was half the fun.What are the professors going tosay once you start showing?

She crossed her legs a little tighter, shifting around enough to draw Kane’s attention.

“You good?” he asked.

She nodded. “Just trying to get comfortable.”

But something in the uneven cadence of her breath proved that to be a lie.

If I didn’t know any better, I’d think the idea of me ruining you is enough to turn you on.

She let out a soft, almost imperceptible whimper. And if she’d been a good girl and swallowed her pride before crawling over to me on her hands and knees, maybe I would have stopped. But this little bitch knew as well as I did that if she wasn’t loving every second of this, she could pull out of my head and make it stop.

I’m not just thinking about your reputation, either.I had to grit my teeth before continuing.I’m thinking about you, Angel. The way you’ll look when carrying our child, submitting to me in a way only you can.

My first thought was of her breasts. Right now, they were round and perky, but how long would it take for them to grow? I could practically see her standing in my bathroom mirror, cupping her breasts as if trying to convince herself nothing had changed. Callie seemed like the type to hide it, to pretend everything was the same until her body betrayed her. I could see her forcing herself into one of those white button-ups she always wore to school, the ones that seemed more fitting for a secretary rather than a student. I could see her breasts pressing into the fabric, causing the buttons to gape. One or two of them would probably have to pop open, if not off, for her to admit defeat.

And sure, she had more casual clothes like the tee-shirts and jeans she wore on the weekends, but soon, even those would get too tight. And that was just her breasts.

I watched as Callie took a bite of her pizza, but to me, it seemed more like she was trying to distract herself. But it wasn’t working very well. Her breathing became more ragged, each one seeming more urgent than the last. Almost as if she was trying to stave off the images without withdrawing from my mind. But she couldn’t.

Your hips are going to widen, too,my every thought dripped with possession,and I’m going to enjoy watching you struggle to fit into your jeans.

Callie put the pizza down, and once again, Kane asked if she was okay. She nodded before gripping his shirt, but her eyes were only focused on me. I shot her a smirk.

I’m going to ruin you, Callie Voltaris, and I’m going to enjoy every last second.My gaze bore into hers with an intensity that made her shift.By the time I’m done with you, you’re going to be a walking scandal.

“Sulien, please,” she breathed.

Jace and Kane had both been oblivious to the tension building between Callie and me. Not like they could have known that she and I had been engaged in mental foreplay. And while I wasn’t going to reward my greedy little angel with the feeling of my cock, it’d be impolite to leave her high and dry.

“Kane, I need you to flip Callie on her back and eat her pussy until she can’t breathe,” I grumbled before turning to Jace. “And you’re going to come here and show me what that smart mouth is good for.”

The room seemed to pause the second my command left my lips. But after a moment, Kane got with the program. He looked up at Callie with a gaze so full of longing that I almost told him to forget it, that I’d take careof everything myself. But tonight, neither of them deserved to touch me.

“You heard the man,” Kane said as he gently slid Callie off of him. “Get on your back and let me take care of you, sweetheart.”

Callie tensed as she looked at me, almost as if she was wondering if I’d allow this to happen. But I would. This was just the tip of the iceberg when it came to what I was going to do to her.

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