Page 49 of Set Up By the Cartel

When I nodded, signaling that I was ready, he began to move, slowly at first, then faster as my cries of pleasure spurred him on.

His hips slammed against my ass, the slap of flesh-on-flesh echoing through the room. Each thrust drove me further up the bed, my nails scoring the sheets as I clawed for purchase.

"So good,"I babbled, my words punctuated by moans and gasps."Fuck me harder. Remind me who owns my ass."

Mateo groaned, gripping my hips as he pounded into me with wild abandon. The bed creaked and groaned under the force of the sex, threatening to collapse under the strain.

"That's it,"he grunted, sweat dripping down his chest."Take my cock like a good little slut. I own this ass."

I sobbed, my orgasm barreling down on me like a freight train."Yes! Yours!"I screamed, my release crashing over me in wave after wave of ecstasy.

Mateo followed soon after, burying himself deep as he filled me with his seed."Fuuuuck,"he roared, his body jerking with the force of his climax."I'm gonna fill you up, clog this tight little ass. You want that, don't you?"

"Yes!"I cried, shuddering with aftershocks."Fill me up with your hot come."

He collapsed on top of me, both of us panting and trembling as we came down from our high. Our bodies were slick with sweat and come, the sheets below us drenched with our combined fluids.

"Mine,"Mateo growled possessively, his teeth sinking into my shoulder hard enough to draw blood. It was a mark of dominance, a claim of ownership.

And I accepted it. Had accepted it a long time ago, actually.

Kael's Epilogue

A few months later…

The sound of pots and pans clattering together echoed through the kitchen as I prepared dinner, my mind drifting to the events of the past few weeks. I didn't have to be making dinner myself. We had cooks and other people for that, but I liked feeling useful. If I weren't cooking right now, I wouldn't be doing much.

It was hard to believe that, soon, our lives would change forever. Our baby was coming, and nothing would ever be the same.

I rubbed a hand over my swollen belly, marveling at the way it seemed to grow bigger by the hour. Inside, our little boy squirmed and kicked, eager to meet the world outside the womb. I couldn't wait to hold him in my arms, to look into his eyes and see a piece of both Mateo and me staring back.

Speaking of Mateo, I smiled to myself, remembering the chaos that had taken over our lives since moving into this temporary apartment. The mansion was being renovated to accommodate our growing family, and the construction crew seemed intent on tearing apart every wall and ceiling in theplace. It was stressful, to say the least, but knowing that we would soon have a safe and comfortable home for our baby made it worth it.

We had discussed the possibility of moving to a completely different place, but in the end, we decided against it. It just didn’t feel right. We knew this city like the back of our hands. There was no better place than here.

As if summoned by my thoughts, Mateo burst into the kitchen, his hair disheveled and his clothes covered in dust. He looked like he had just rolled out of bed, which was entirely possible considering the late hour.

"I'm sorry, mi cielo,"he apologized, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me close."The contractors ran into a snag, and I had to go there to sort things out."

I leaned into his embrace, relishing the warmth of his body pressed against mine.It always comforted me, and it wasn't different now. "It's okay,"I assured him, tilting my head back to meet his gaze."As long as you're here now."

Mateo pressed a kiss to my lips, his tongue darting out to tease my bottom lip."Mmm, I love it when you get all domestic on me,"he purred, nuzzling my neck. His words melted me in his arms."It makes me want to throw you over the counter and ravish you until you scream."

I laughed, swatting his arm playfully."Behave,"I chided, even though the thought of him taking me right there on the kitchen counter sent a shiver of desire racing through me."We have a baby to think about now." Though, to be honest, it wouldn't be the first sex we had while I was still pregnant.

Mateo grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief."Exactly,"he said, running a hand over my stomach."Our baby. And speaking of which..."His expression turned serious, his brows furrowing slightly."Have you been feeling any contractions yet? I know we still have a few moreweeks to go, but I want to make sure everything is alright." He was always concerned about our little one, as he should be.

I shook my head, a small smile tugging at my lips."No contractions yet,"I reported, pressing a kiss to the tip of his nose."But I have been feeling a lot of Braxton Hicks, especially today. It's probably nothing to worry about, though. Just my body getting ready."

Mateo nodded, looking relieved."Good,"he murmured, pulling me into another hug."I don't want anything to happen to you or our little one. You're both so precious to me."

Nothing would, I told myself, as long as he was around.

Just then, a sharp pain lanced through my abdomen, causing me to double over and gasp. Mateo's eyes widened in concern, his hands flying to my stomach.

"Kael?"He asked, his voice tight with worry."What's wrong?"

I panted, trying to catch my breath as another contraction gripped my insides. This one felt different — stronger, more intense than anything I had experienced before. I wasn't ready for something like this.

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