Page 18 of Seized By Solo

“You aren’t going anywhere, baby. Your place is right here with me, where I can take care of the three of you.” I brush off her anger. If I’m being honest, it’s turning me on seeing this fire inside of her.

“You do not get to dictate what we do. We do not belong to you, Solo.”

I laugh at that, which makes her madder.

“I’m not dictating to you, baby. You are a free woman and are welcome to do whatever you want, right after I deal with this cunt first. You may think that I’m being controlling, but I am trying to keep you safe," I growl.

I sigh and step back, then sit on the bed, aware that she is watching my every move. Her focus is on me while I sit and wait for what happens next, because fuck knows if I know what will happen.

Seconds tick by, before she moves. Stepping between my legs, her hands touch my shoulders.

Looking up at her, I see the anger has drained from her face, now giving her a soft look. Her eyes are no longer flaming with the need to castrate me.

“Did you really go to her room that night and have sex with her?” Her voice is soft, low, and filled with uncertainty.

My head rears back from her question. “What the fuck? Did she tell you that?”

She nods. “Yes. She told me that you went to her, and that someone like me could never satisfy you. Also that you hate kids. They talked about certain things that you like. It made me feel sick. One said you told her that even if you took an ol’ lady, you would still go to her to get a blowjob, as you love her mouth so much.”

I fucking hate hearing the detached tone in her voice.

My hands go to the backs of her thighs, and I thank the Lord that she’s wearing a dress. It’s sage green, with thick enough straps to cover her bra straps. It stops mid-thigh, showing her stunning legs, and has buttons all down the front—that don’t open, by the looks of it.

“Baby, she is full of shit. I can tell you that now. Those kids are mine to protect, have been since that first night at the hospital. As for you, you are fucking stunning; the sexiest woman I have ever met. I did not go to her that night, or anyone else. You might not believe me, but you can ask Adele and Una, as I know you trust them. I have not fucked anyone since settling my fucking eyes on you, babe.”

She looks at me with wide eyes, shock evident on her face. I smirk at her reaction, my hands travelling up under the material of her green dress.

“I heard what you said out there, babe; about how they are free to have me. Well, that is never going to happen. I am yours, Elsie, and you are mine. Hearing you say that you hated the idea of me being with any of them makes me think that you feel something between us, and as mushy as that shit is, I feel it too. So fuck waiting. You want me, Elsie?”

My heart pummels in my chest as I wait for her to speak, to give me the green light on moving forward. My cock is aching to be balls deep inside of her, to claim her as mine. Fucking months I have waited for her to be in the right space to be ready for me, and I think now is the time.

Her breathing has picked up. Her chest heaves, her tits pushing against the material of her dress. Her hands flex on my shoulders and I see that her eyes have gone dark with lust.

“Tell me, right now, if you’re not ready. I know it’s only been a day or two, but fuck, babe, I think we are both ready for this.”

Licking her lip, her head nods in the slightest of movement, and I grin wide, showing how fucking pleased I am.

“Yeah, Kane. I am ready, but…” She leaves it hanging open, bending down a little, so her lips brush against the shell of my ear. “You cheat on me, fuck me over in any way that makes you unfaithful, and I will be gone. You will never see me or the kids again.”

Her words are like a knife to the heart, but I know they come with a fair warning.

“I would never betray you, Elsie. I can promise you that.” I pull back, smirking at her. “Now strip.”

CHAPTER TEN

ELSIE

Kane’s eyes darken with desire, and it’s directed at me. It’s something I have never experienced before, and it makes my body heat with anticipation.

Gripping the hem of my dress, I slowly slide it up my body. I hear an intake of breath from him when he sees my underwear. Today, I pulled on a simple white cotton set with little flowers embroidered on.

“Fuck,” he mutters under his breath.

Dropping my dress to the floor and standing before him in just my underwear, I can’t help but feel self-conscious.

“I am not like those other girls you have been with, Kane. My body is marked with evidence of carrying my twins.”

His eyes narrow, but he speaks to me with a soft tone. “Your body is beyond beautiful and sexy, babe. Those other women were a filler for me until you came along.”

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