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“Touch yourself as I fuck you. We come together,” I ordered.

Bryony nodded, and I slammed in and let my control lapse. I pounded into her, our sweat mixing together as I held her hips in place and felt her fingers graze my cock as she touched her clit.

Bryony buried her head in the duvet as she stiffened and screamed before shoving back hard against me, taking me so deep I saw stars.

My own orgasm began, and I lost focus on everything but Bryony and how she made me feel.

I collapsed to the side of her and dragged her close as I slowly pulled out.

“You’re mine forever, baby. I love you,” I whispered, kissing her.

“Ditto,” Bryony murmured, looking thoroughly fucked. It was a good look on her. One I intended to see often. I’d not only found my anchor but my woman, too.

Chapter Fifteen.

Bryony

Imade breakfast with a smile on my face. That had been fucking something last night. Soul was taking us all to the clubhouse. I was a little worried, but he said he wanted to claim me today and get my cut ordered. Soul was so excited; I didn’t want to refuse him anything.

The kids were also overjoyed at going to visit the compound, as they had liked it there. Maci had admitted to feeling safe, and that was important to me. They’d not gone back to school and had been taking lessons online. I’d not heard anything about the teacher that had abilities, so was searching myself now. I was planning to start interviewing soon. They would not be returning to that school despite the fact that Mr Kane, Mrs Knight, and Mrs Kingston had all been fired.

Soul thumped downstairs but didn’t come into the kitchen immediately. Instead, strangely, I heard the front door open and close and then moments later Soul appeared, looking horrified.

“Soul?” I called before realising what he carried in his arms. “Is that a baby?”

Soul looked at me, shocked. “Yeah. She was on the step. There was a letter.”

“She?” I asked.

“She’s in pink. What the fuck, Bryony?”

“Madden,” I snarled suddenly. Madden had forced my hand because I’d not responded to him about Grace. He’d brought the baby here and dumped her. What a total motherfucker!

“Is she okay?” Soul demanded.

“Give me Grace. I hope that’s Grace and not some other poor child,” I replied, taking the car seat she was strapped into.

“There’s a letter,” Soul said, waving an envelope. I checked Grace over as Soul opened the letter and began reading out loud.

“Bryony, I told you I’d no idea how to raise a kid and thought it best to have her raised with my other kids. It’s not as if you’ve anything important going on, and you’re a good mom. Better than I am a father. Grace needs you, and you’re dragging your feet. This envelope contains everything you need to make her yours. The only thing I ask is don’t change her name. Her mom named Grace that, and I guess I owe that bitch something. I’ll pay child support for her and my lawyer will be approaching yours today with an offer. Thanks. Madden.”

“Holy crap,” I gasped. “Madden literally dumped his kid on my doorstep.”

“What a piece of shit,” Soul agreed. “What are we going to do?”

“I have no damn idea. I’ve not even told the kids yet. Is there a changing bag?”

“Yeah. I left it out there,” Soul replied and rushed off to fetch it. Inside were some formula, diapers, cream, baby bottles, and five outfits.

“Why do I think this is everything she owns?” I murmured.

“It’s fuckin’ sad. If you want to keep her, we’ll manage,” Soul said.

“You want to keep her? Grace isn’t even mine,” I exclaimed, startled.

“No, but she is part of your kids,” Soul replied with a smile. He touched my cheek, and I leaned my hand into his palm.

Before I could reply, Grace squawked and kicked her legs. “I guess she’s hungry,” I exclaimed as she screwed her face up and let out a wail.

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