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She begins to scream my name as her orgasm takes over, her body shaking but I manage to cover her mouth with my hand. I fuck into her harder and harder until my own desires are sated. No one hears my good girl's pleasures but me. No one. Pulling out of her, I watch my cum fall from her pussy to her ass. I can’t help but to stick it back in wishing I could breed her again, but we have plenty of time for that. So instead, I hold my hand out and help her up, kissing her lips, softly.

“Are you alright, baby?” She nods her head.

“Yeah I’m okay.” She kisses me first and I moan pulling her by her neck making it a bit more aggressive before placing my forehead on hers.

Helping to put her clothes back in place, I stand her in front of me and look her in her eyes. “From this moment forward, you are with me every fucking day. You and my child are going to be my responsibility, my family, my future.”

“Royce, I don’t think…” I don’t know what she is going to say, but right now is not the time.

“Not now, Mari. Right now we are going to go out there, enjoy some food, I am going to introduce you to my mom, then you are coming home with me where I can fuck you like I want to and sleep with you in my arms. Got it?” Her face turns fifty shades of red and it makes my prick happy. “Say yes, baby.” I see her mind spinning but then she looks at me and gives me a smile.

“Okay Royce.” Thank fuck. Now I just need a plan for forever.

CHAPTER 8

MARI

The dinner wasfun especially with the old-time reenactors and the food was amazing. Royce doted on me all night making sure I ate, walking me to and from the restroom. It was almost like he thought I would disappear, not like I didn't give it some thought.

The four of us, Mila, Jacob, Royce, and myself, we had a blast and for once it felt nice to be a part of something. At the end of the night, once everyone else had left and I convinced Mila that I was alright leaving with Royce, he brought me to his mom and introduced me as his woman and the mother of his unborn child. My heart broke because I haven’t had a chance to tell him about the adoption.

“Are you warm enough?” he asks, now that we are in his house, in his room. He has slowly been undressing me and himself, kissing me in between.

“Yeah.” I can’t bring myself to look at him right now.

“Hey, it’s just us now. Talk to me.” he implores, lifting my chin. I am trying to stop the tears, but it is no use. “Fuck. I need you to stop that shit right now, Mari. Those tears are fucking with my head.” He says, turning away from me not able to handle my sadness.

“I’m sorry it's just that you’re so happy about the baby but I’m not keeping it.” I barely get that out before I am sobbing like a mess. His body tenses up and then he steps back from me.

“What the hell are you saying to me right now?” Suddenly I feel cold and alone. Wrapping my arms around me, I hiccup my way through the explanation.

“I am giving the baby up for adoption.” He looks at me like I have committed treason. “I can’t raise this baby alone, Royce. I have to leave this town and…”

“And you’re going to fucking do it with my child in your arms, my ring on your finger and me by your side. Like hell you are giving my baby away.” He says it with such finality like it is as easy as breathing. Momentarily stunned, I don't move when he walks back to me and pulls my top over my head. “My woman. My baby. My family,” he growls in my ear before his mouth touches mine and his tongue slides in.

“Royce…” I try talking but he simply pulls my mouth back to his while his hands roam over my nipples, tugging and pinching them.

“Nothing left to say baby. We are going to be a family and raise our child together. Now lift your ass so I can get these fucking jeans off.” I am so horny right now that all logic has left my mind.

We fumble our way to getting naked and when finally it is accomplished the anticipation is monumental. “Spread your legs, good girl.” I do what he tells me. I am so achy for him I would do anything.

When my legs are open, he growls and runs his fingers through my slit. Whimpering, I call his name like a prayer. He brings his hand to his mouth and licks it, and I can't help whining his name again. “Royce.”

“I have to mark you, sweet girl. This pussy is not only sweet and hot, but it is going to push my baby out and make us afamily. I was never worthy of this gift, but you gave it to me and now, I own it. Open wider my horny little mama.” This man is on his knees pleasuring me and it is giving me confidence and power. “I need to fit my shoulders between them.” I widen my legs, praying he continues. If he quits now, I just might collapse.

“Ah. There she is. So fucking pink baby. So shiny it looks like she’s covered in glitter.” Holy shit. Who knew filthy words could be so hot.

“Royce!!” The first slide of his tongue between my folds is like a sledgehammer. My body jerks forward. His hand shoots out and holds me in place and thank goodness he is. His mouth has yet to move from the place where he is worshipping, and my legs are barely hanging on.

“Sweet fucking pussy. Tastes exactly like cotton candy. We are it for one another, sweet girl. You will never know another and neither will I.”

“I-I don’t want to be with anyone but you. I’m yours Royce.” I cry out, spreading my legs wider. I feel like at this moment I would promise him anything just so he doesn’t stop. I am rocking against his mouth, pulling his head further into me. When his mouth moves down to ass, I practically come out of my skin. I never expected that to feel so decadent.

“That's right, baby.MINE!. Say you understand so I can fuck you with the words embedded in my head.”

“Y-yes. I understand. Don’t stop.” His tongue moves from my pussy to my ass. He eats both of them like it is his first and last meal. I scream his name, demanding he lick harder and faster. I can hear the wetness, from each slurp like a kid with a popsicle.

“How about that? I have only been eating your ass and pussy for mere minutes and already you are demanding things from me. That’s okay baby. Demand away. You never have to ask me for this. There is no part of you I am not going to gorge myself on.”

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