Page 108 of Tethered Souls
I fall to my knees but keep my arms around her.
I bury my head into the crook of her neck as I rock back on my ass. “Fuck,” I groan, and she kegels again. I twitch hard as I bite her neck, growling around the flesh in my mouth. The tip of my cock is pulsing with a plea for me to stop. To give it a second to recover.
But I don’t, too desperate to fill her up again.
Grabbing the front of her dress, I rip it down the middle. Then I tear off her panties, stopping it from rubbing against my cock. I drop a hand between us to cup her pussy, then trail it up to her belly.
“You want my baby, little monster?” I ask as I release her neck to push her back, arching her away. I pinch her nipple with one hand as I grab her hip with the other.
She nods as she places her hands on the floor behind her. She lifts her pussy off me, then rocks it back down. I dig my fingers into her, my thighs shaking as she rides me.
“You want me to fuck you while you’re pregnant?”
She whimpers. Pants. Fuckingmoans.
“Then take that last inch, baby. Let me feel you around every part of me.”
Crying out, she slams down at the same time I thrust up. I’m nestled all the way inside her now, and fuck me, I see stars. The brilliance of an exploding sun.
I lean forward and hold her close as I growl in between her boobs. My teeth scrape across her skin as I jerk my hard-as-fuck cock in the tightness of her pussy.
“Good girl,” I growl. “Good fucking girl.”
I grab her nipple between my teeth, and she cries out. She wraps one hand around the back of my head, her nails digging into my scalp.
“That’s it, baby. Mark me.” I groan.Mark me like I’m fucking yours.
She rakes her fingers deep down my neck, and I hiss in a sharp breath. I can feel her nails all the way down to my cock. Her claim. Her desire. I slide my hand across her belly, imagining it swollen in all the stages. I can feel a little kick, hear a little heartbeat. And the last part of my control falls apart at the idea of holding her as she holds our little boy. Or girl. Fuck, I don’t care which as long as they’reours.
Groaning, I grab her by the throat and yank her mouth up to my lips. I kiss her desperately, my tongue dancing with hers as I drink in her every moan.
“Fuck.Varius.Please.” She claws at my shirt, tearing it over my head, then drags ten red lines down my chest. I arch into her fingers, hissing in a breath. “Fill me up, baby. Don’t stop until I’m pregnant.”
I groan, barely able to beat off my orgasm.
“That’s it,” she rasps. “That’s it. You feel so fuckinggood, Varius. Make me come on your cock. Ahhh!” More lines appear on my back, carved into my flesh as she cries out my name.
Her pussy squeezes me, pulsing tight and fast as she orgasms on my cock. I last only a few more pumps and then I’m emptying myself inside of her. She squeezes out every last drop, sucks my balls dry.
But she’s taking more than just my seed.
Panting in my brother’s room, with her collapsed against me, her face pressed against my chest, I give her a part of me that is utterly terrifying.
My chest tight, I climb to my feet and carry her out of the room. As soon as we’re outside, away from Marrabelle’s eyes, I set her down. I start to form words I don’t even know how to say. But she isn’t looking at me. She isn’t giving me her attention, and for the first time in my life, I’m scared shitless.
“Varius…” she starts, but I’m already gone. Her word tickles the back of my ears as I stride away. I need time to think, time to gain a courage I’ve never needed before.
“Varius,” she tries again, but I’m stepping into my office.
My entire body shaking, I close the door behind me.
Firmly.
Without a crack left open.
And then I lock it.
Because fuck me, I think I’m in love with Micha.
