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“Fine,” I grumbled, running a hand down my face. “We’ll tell her.”

A round of approving nods followed, though Braveheart managed a smirk as he nudged Worm with his elbow. “Told ya the boss would cave.”

“I’m not caving,” I snapped. “I’m being practical. And if one of you screws this up, it’s not my balls she’ll be cookin’, got it?”

Juju chuckled, but the rest of the crew wisely avoided eye contact.

“Alright,” I continued, pushing myself out of the chair. “Let’s call her in. But if she throws something at me, you’re all covering my hospital bill.”

Thore gave a low whistle. “Oh, she’ll throw something alright. Question is, will it be words or a cast-iron skillet?”

“Don’ ya worry, boys.” Donut grinned, rubbing his hands together. “I know the perfect way to tell her the truth and save our balls. I just need twenty-four hours to set everything up. In the meantime, boss, you gotta keep your woman happy and away from the bar.”

Standing to my full height, I smirked. “Easy peasy!”

Gasping for air, I plopped back against the pillows as my woman rolled to my side, wrapping her arm around my waist. Now, if I could just get my heart to stop trying to escape my chest, maybe I could get some rest.

When I had the thought of keeping Devlyn busy, I didn’t imagine she would run with it and use my body like a prized bull.

Not that I was complaining, but fuck me, I needed sleep.

“Wade?” she said, her hand trailing down my chest.

I gulped. “Yeah,Chèr?”

“I’m hungry again.”

I felt her grab my cock and the stupid fucker hardened instantly as blood pumped into my shaft while she stroked it. Her tiny hand carefully encircled my erection, squeezing the firm, backstabbing shaft.

I had no control.

I was her personal sex toy, and I couldn’t do anything but obey.

I grunted as she slid her hand up and down, casually stroking my cock.

“Harder,” I absently moaned, then internally cursed myself to hell for encouraging her as I felt the pressure of her grip tighten around my cock. Her other hand slipped between my legs and fondled my balls.

My breath hitched. Electricity ran through me each time she pumped my dick. I never took my eyes off her. She was a witch, and she firmly had me under her spell. I moaned as a single drop of pre-cum slowly leaked from the tip of my shaft, and she looked up at me and grinned.

With a gleam in her eyes, she said, “I’m gonna suck you dry, Wade.”

I whimpered.

Yes, I fucking whimpered and I ain’t ashamed to say it.

Devlyn Never was insatiable. I didn’t know if it was her or the raging hormones coursing through her body, but I fucking knew the only way I was going to survive this pregnancy was to give in and just let her take what she needed.

My poor dick be damned.

He was just gonna have to take one for the team!

All thoughts fled when I watched her lick a drop of cum from the tip and swirl it around the head of my cock with her tongue.

She looked up at me and smiled. The tip of my cock rested on her luscious lips. If I had half a fucking brain, I would take acommemorative photo of this moment. As it was, the sight was burned into my mind forever, and that would have to do.

Somehow, I was close to coming again, but by the grace of God, I held off.

Reaching under her arms, I pulled her up onto my chest and captured her mouth.

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