Page 91 of Filthy Savage

CHAPTER 23

FIONN

I don’t knowwhat the hell took over me last night. But all I could think about was getting her pregnant. It consumed me.

As soon as I was inside her, that was all I thought about. Maybe it’s the fact that I’ve missed out on the first few years of Fia’s life, and I want to make up for it.

Amara tenses beside me while I pick up Fia, holding her tight in my arms while grabbing the spare car seat Amara had in the house.

“Where we going, Mama?” Fia glances between us, grinning all toothy at me, and I can’t help but laugh.

Amara clears her throat, probably unsure how to answer our daughter.

“Well…” I tell her. “You and your mommy are gonna have a fun sleepover at my house for a few days. How does that sound?”

“Why?” Her dark pigtails sway as her head slants to the side.

“Because Mommy and I are friends.” I glance over at Amara, who’s scratching her temple as I go on. “I haven’t seen her in a long time and I’ve missed her, so I wanted us to have a sleepover. I like sleeping with your mother.”

When I catch Amara’s gaze, her cheeks grow crimson. She catches my smirk, and her face only grows rosier.

Shit, she’s so fucking beautiful.

“I like sleeping with Mama too!”

“See, it’s fun.” I let out a laugh.

“Yeah. Fun.” She giggles. “Do you have a poo?”

“Uh, a what?” My brows shoot up while Amara bursts into a laugh.

“A poo!” The kid looks at me like I’ve offended her.

“Umm…” I grimace.

“You should see your face right now.” Amara continues to laugh at my expense.

“Wanna help me out here?”

“Mm, not really.” She lets out another laugh before she puts me out of my misery. “She means a pool.” Grabbing Fia’s hand, she kisses it. “My friend…um, Emily, has one, and she’s obsessed.”

“Ah, Emily. It’s funny, I feel like we already know each other so well.”

She rolls her eyes, and as she does, I drop my lips to her ear.

“Only time those eyes should be rolling is when I’ve got my cock buried in your cunt.” When she sucks in a breath, I go on. “Can’t get the feeling of your pussy wrapped around my dick while you fell asleep out of my head.”

“Can you keep it down?” she whispers, bumping her elbow into my ribs. “She can probably hear you.”

“Doubt it.” I leave a kiss on the corner of her mouth, and her inhale stills in her throat.

“Come on, kid,” I tell Fia. “Let’s get you in the car seat. We have a long drive.”

“Mommy got all your snacks ready. But hopefully you take a nap.” Amara whispers that last part.

“She’ll be fine. Right, kid?”

“I like snacks.” Fia grabs chunks of my hair while we walk out to my Royce SUV.

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