Page 31 of Bullied Pregnant Mate

We both panted, her forehead pressed against my chest, and the water was the only sound around us. I placed her legs back onto the floor and leaned back, looking over again. I was mostly under the water, and I could see my semen spread over her stomach like a marking. Gina chuckled. "That was…"

Phenomenal.

I wanted more. God, I wanted to pound into her until I had nothing left to give. I hadn't felt that ever. Sure, I enjoyed sex, but this was like a drug, and she was what I wanted.

I leaned forward, pulling her lips against mine, tasting her once more. She moaned softly, her fingers wrapping around my neck. And then her fingers froze on my shoulder, and she looked confused. I felt her finger move, knowing she was feeling a scar.

"Do...you have a scar?" she asked, blinking a little surprised.

"I have several," I said, remembering each of them. All of which came from brawls.

She swallowed, “Can I see them?"

I didn't know if now was the time to share the stories of how I got them, but I wasn't going to deny her. I slowly turned, showing her my back, and I felt her fingers reach up, tracing them.

"These are claw marks."

I nodded, turning back to her. "They are."

She made a soft clicking sound. "I guess we have all things from our past."

I turned back to her, seeing a sleeping expression coating her eyes now. She would sleep well after this.

"You need sleep," I said, knowing I needed to pull away. If I didn't, I would want more, and neither of us should go another round.

"Maybe I don't want to sleep now," she whispered, a twinkle in her eyes. As she ran her hand down my chest, her nails left a line, and my cock jerked to attention. She looked down, "You don't seem ready for bed."

"Once more," I said, a smirk pulling at my lips. "And then bed. I do not like the red in your eyes."

"Then fuck me hard enough so I can sleep it off," she chirped, her fingers wrapping around my cock. She moved her hand slowly, unsure. I wrapped my hands around hers, tightening her hold as I slid her hand up and down my shaft.

I slid my other hand down, rubbing my finger over her clit. She jerked, her eyes slamming shut, and a moan left her voice. I leaned forward, running my nose along her neck.

I told myself once more, but I wanted her more. I would want her again after this, and I would want her forever.

I pulled her hands up, pinning them above her head. I kissed her roughly. The sound of the water is the only sound around us.

I pulled her leg up, sliding back into her. I found her dripping for me, her pussy clenching slightly as I hooked her other leg, raising her into the air.

I took her once more, pounding into her like my life depended on it.

I carried Gina to bed, plopping her down and looking for her clothes. But she moaned softly. "I don't need clothes," she said, half asleep.

I stared at her, noticing how she pulled the pillow under her head and sighed softly as she relaxed.

I pulled the sheets up, tucking her into bed. She smiled at me sleepily. "Thank you."

I patted her head, feeling my heart twist at the sight of her. She was peaceful, and I had helped with that. I leaned forward, kissing her forehead, and then I took a step back and slipped out of the room.

Chapter 13 - Gina

"Do you want some eggs?" Lucas asked as he turned to the fridge. I looked up from my phone and found a mug of coffee placed in front of me. The coffee was made exactly how I liked it: with a little creamer, a little sugar, and some whipped cream on top. I softly smiled and looked back towards Lucas. "If you have time, did you look at the church I sent you?"

Lucas turned, holding a carton of eggs. He nodded. "I did." He kicked the fridge door with his foot as he walked towards the stove. He already had a pan out sitting on the stove.

"Thoughts?" I asked, flipping through the picture and taking the space in. "I booked it, but I wanted to make sure you liked it."

He paused and made a face. "If you already booked it, why are you asking for my thoughts on it?"

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