Page 98 of Savage Little Queen

“I love it.”

“Yeah?” He looked surprised as he turned back to me.

I nodded. “Yeah. My little king.” I rubbed my belly, my smile growing.

“Wow. OK. So yeah. You want to name him that?”

“Absolutely.” I wrapped my arms around his neck. He was quick to hug me back tightly.

“Oh, thank fuck,” he said, happiness in his voice. “I’ve been rolling over a way to bring it up to you forever. Stella told me it wouldn’t go over well because the baby would be called King Vasiliev.” He laughed.

I grinned and released him. “King Vasiliev is perfect. A king and a saint. I really love it.”

“I’m so glad, babe.” He was quiet for a moment before speaking. “Plus, a lord naming his son king seems like a fun way to fuck with Levin.”

My laughter erupted from me. It was perfect.

Fallon chuckled, took my food from me, and tucked it back into the bag before holding his hand out. “Come on. I bet there’s a closet that’s been missing us.”

Smiling, I placed my hand in his and let him lead the way.

“Fuck,”Fallon groaned, pumping into me in the darkened closet. “Fuck, princess. It’s been too long, baby.”

I moaned softly, trying to keep our fucking on the quiet side, but it had been too long. Stella was constantly around. I didn’t feel comfortable enough to have sex, even in the shower, with the guys because I knew she was just sitting in the bedroom watching one of her reality shows.

We certainly couldn’t do any group activities. I honestly couldn’t wait until graduation was over so we could go back to the house and have a little space.

“I fucking love your pussy, baby. So hot and tight for me. So fucking wet. God.” Fallon rutted into me breathlessly. Our lips fused to one another, my release brewing deep inside me.

A few well-timed moves on his part, and I was coming hard, my release rushing out of me like a tidal wave. It was a welcomed relief since I hadn’t had sex in two weeks with anyone.

“Fuck yes. I love it when you make a mess for me.”

I closed my eyes, relishing the way he felt buried inside me.

He came a moment later with a low groan, his cock twitching. Breathless, he rested his forehead against mine, my legs wrapped around his waist.

“I’m going to miss this closet,” he murmured, his lips brushing against mine.

“Mm, I won’t. Once we’re back at the house, we’ll be able to have a bed to do it in.”

“And a shower. A couch. The table. Anywhere we want,” he said, brushing my hair away from my face. “You OK?”

“Yes. So good. I needed this.”

“Me too.”

We stayed that way for a moment before I sighed. “We should go. Dominic will get feral if we aren’t back to the room when he gets there.”

“I told him to skip class, but he said he wanted to finish this one out for old time’s sake.”

“I know. He likes his literature class.”

Fallon placed me on my feet and helped me to adjust my skirt. He’d pushed my panties aside to fuck me, but they were soaked, so he stuffed them into his pocket.

“Hope the wind doesn’t blow my skirt up,” I muttered as he zipped his pants and let out a chuckle.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be sure you’re covered.” He opened the door and checked the hall before nodding for me to come out. I did so, taking his hand and letting him lead me back to the room we all shared now.

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