Page 68 of Believe In Us

“Yes,” she moans into my mouth, but I’m a cocky bastard and I need to hear her say it again. “Yes, fuck yes. Of course I’m yours you cocky bastard. I’ve always been yours, every inch of me, every piece of me, all of it belongs to you. Now stop making me stroke your ego and finish me off.” Her words are music to my fucking ears as I plow into her, once, twice, three times, until she explodes around me, her impending orgasm washing over her as she rides the waves all the way through, her tight cunt pumping me dry. My seed is in her once again, and it is the most intoxicating thing in this world. More than the sight of her, more than her scent, more than the feel of her wrapped around me. The fact that my baby is inside of her, it’s fucking incredible.

Her head falls back as her body lays limp, not making a fucking sound. Now it’s me who’s panting like I’ve run a fucking New York City marathon, sweating and out of breath. I look down at her noticing she’s still not moving. “Shit.” I break out into panic mode as Jade lays unconscious before me. Pulling out of her I move over to untie the rope from the bed posts freeing her hands, which are dark red almost bloody from the belt cutting into them. “Fuck what did I do,” I mutter into the empty room, rushing to the bathroom and grabbing a cold, damp towel. I bring it up to her forehead, her skin searing hot to my touch.

“Shit, shit. Jade come on baby, fuck what did I do.” I reach my hand out to her neck, searching for her pulse and luckily find one beating slowly. Okay good news is, she’s alive, but she fucking passed out. Was I too rough, too deep? My heart starts beating a hundred miles an hour, terrified that I did something that might have hurt the baby. Panicking, I look around the room for something that might help me wake her up, but I can’t focus, I can’t hear myself think, the thundering of my heart too fucking loud.

The only thing I can think to do is call Ace, surely he’s with Scarlett. She’ll know what to do.

Dialing his number I hold the phone to my ear anxiously pacing around the room. “Pick up,” I mutter to myself, as I walk over to the balcony needing to breathe in the fresh ocean air.

“Hello,” he answers, on the third fucking ring.

“Fuck, Ace finally you pick up,” I groan, running my hands through my hair in desperation.

“It rang like three times Bass. What’s up?”

“I fucked up Ace, fuck I messed up and I don’t know what to do. I…”

“Hold up,” he utters, and I hear a ruffling sound like he’s moving or running. “Okay fuck sorry, I’m driving so you’re on speaker. Scar’s here,”

“Hey Silver,” Scarlett calls out.

“Fuck man I need your help I don’t know what to do.”

“Okay what the fuck Bass, you’re scaring me. Are you okay? Is it your old man?”

“No it’s,” I turn to look down at Jade unconscious on the bed, but she looks like she’s peacefully sleeping. “It’s Jade.”

“What?!” the two of them shout out simultaneously.

“What the fuck happened to my sister Sebastian?” Scar asks, sounding frighteningly furious.

“I um, fuck I think I fucked her into a damn a coma.” Instead of panicking like me they both burst out into a loud, uncontrollable laughter.

“Oh man Bass, you got us good. That’s a classic one,” Ace says, in between laughs, “I’ll have to use it one day babe.”

“I’m not fucking kidding man, she’s unconscious, passed the fuck out.”

“Tell us what happened Bass,” Scar says, sounding a bit more worried.

“We were fighting like always, and as usual that led to our favorite type of reconciliation tactic, angry hate sex. I was rough,like really rough. I couldn’t control myself I was pounding in and out of her like a fucking beast...”

Scar scoffs, sounding disgusted and making a gagging sound, “Okay, okay, never mind. Don’t tell us everything,”

“Bottom line is she orgasmed hard and then passed out. I freaked out and then called you. What if I went in too deep?”

“Okay first of all, contrary to what you meatheads believe, your dick isn’t that big, and secondly the rest is simple. Just grab some rubbing alcohol so she can sniff, it’ll wake her right up.”

“I don’t have rubbing alcohol, what the fuck is that.”

“Okay plan B, grab a liquor bottle, have her smell that or shove it down her throat, I’m sure she’ll wake up just to have a drink,” Ace says, mockingly.

“I can’t do that, she can’t drink.”

“What do you mean?” Scar asks, sounding suspicious.

“I mean she can’t have any liquor.”

“Why not Sebastian?” she shouts. Fuck, I know Scarlett doesn’t know since her and Jade are still not talking. I haven’t told Ace because frankly he’s always with Scar, and I know for a fact Jade’s going to be pissed as fuck if she finds out I told them, but right now, I don’t care. I’ll deal with my angry Little Wolf later.

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