Page 16 of Anarchy

“Jamie, no. I’m bleeding too heavy for this type of play.” she says, and I shake my head.

“That only makes me want you more. Now move, my little blood slut,” I command, stepping out of her way. She eyes me for a second before exiting the laundry room. I grab a towel from the dryer then follow behind her, but she stops and turns towards me.

“But Hazel?” she says, and I shake my head.

“Spade is putting her down for a nap. Get moving,” I say, and she continues down the hall, passing the kids' room and into our new wing of the house. She opens our door, stepping into the room, and removes her shirt as she walks to the bed. I close the door softly behind me, removing my shirt.

Walking around her, I place the towel at the edge of the bed as she slides her leggings and panties down her legs. I watch as she bends over, seeing the string nestled between her lips makes my mouth water.

Unbuckling my pants, I take them off along with my boxers and stand behind her, rubbing my hard cock against her ass as I wrap my arms around her waist, grabbing both tits in my hands, squeezing them as milk dribbles from her hard nipples. She moans, pressing her ass against me as her hands rub up and down my thighs. I continue to knead her breasts as her nails dig into my skin. My jaw tightens the harder she digs into me. I roll my thumbs over her nipples, letting more milk drip onto my fingers before bringing them to my mouth, sucking them clean.

“So fucking good, Princess. Now get on the bed. Hands and knees, baby. Just like that one time on the pool table,” I order as her knees hit the mattress. She spreads her legs wide, arching her back, sticking her ass out for me. I growl as I slide down to my knees and lick each thigh, biting them, making sure I leave teeth marks in my wake. Her legs quiver the closer I get to her pussy as I run my tongue over her hole, tugging the cotton string with my teeth. I glide my hands up the backs of her thighs and press my thumb against her tight hole.

“Breathe in for me, then exhale, Princess,” I say as I take my free hand and tug the string, pulling out her tampon.

“Jamie, don’t. Please don’t,” she begs and I slap her ass with the bloody cotton before placing it on the floor next to me. She whimpers as I tug her pierced clit, circling my tongue around it.

“Fuck, Jamie.” She whines as she rocks against me. Releasing her clit, I lick back up to her hole, sliding my tongue inside as my taste buds burst from her copper flavor. I press the tip of my thumb into her tight hole as I flick her clit with my other finger, lapping up her blood. I swallow everything she gives me as her moans echo the room.

“I’m going to cum. Fuck.” She screams as her pussy gushes against my lips, blood pouring down my face as she cums.

“Jay, Jay,” Spade says and I’m thrusted into the present again.Shaking my head of the memory, I look over at him with wide eyes.

“You okay. I’ve been calling your name for the past couple of minutes,” he says, and I shake my head again.

“My bad. I was thinking about the time I ate Jade’s bloody cunt,” I say with a chuckle and he laughs, too.

“Well, no wonder why you missed everything,” he says with a raised brow. Looking around the room, Jade is nowhere to be found.

“Where’s Jade?” I ask in a panic.

“She’s throwing up in the kitchen. She was fine one minute while she was carving into the lying prick, then the next she dropped the knife, covering her mouth and hauling ass to the kitchen,” he says, and my eyes go wide.

“She’s never shied away from blood or carving into someone. What the fuck?” I say with concern laced in my tone. But before he can respond, she comes back into the room, not making any eye contact.

“Did he finally fess up?” she asks, as his screams permeate the air.

“Fucking gag him. I’m more concerned about why you are throwing up in the middle of a kill?” I say, walking up to her, but she shakes her head.

“Not now!” she commands, and I shake my head.

“No, Jade. Spill. What the fuck is going on?” I spit and she slides her hand into her pocket, retrieving a picture and placing it into my hand. I look down at it and it’s a sonogram.

“Surprise,” she says as Spade comes up next to me.

“Huh?” he says, and I slap the picture against his chest, then grab her by the back of her thighs, lifting her into the air as her legs wrap around my waist.

“For real?” I ask, and she smiles, looking down at me, nodding her head.

“Holy shit, Babygirl. We are having another baby?” he asks, and she looks beyond me, nodding her head.

“Fuck yea!” he shouts, and she just shakes her head.

“One of you knocked me up, yet again. Ya’ll must love seeing me fat. I just wanted some more time, but nooooo. Between the two of you, you have made it your mission to plant your fucking seed in me, and now we are having yet another baby. Assholes,” she says sternly, pointing her finger at the both of us. I slap her ass and growl.

“Are we done here? I want to slam into her and really plant my fucking seed,” I say, and Spade laughs.

“Bet you I won the race this time,” he says, and I growl.

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