Page 105 of Roots of the Wicked

The fire roaring in the pit of my stomach reached out and burned the rest of my body so fast, all I had the ability to do was yell his name, loud and urgent. “Chase! Fuck, Chase!”

He didn’t give a damn about the whip and scythe anymore and neither did I. He didn’t allow me time to recover either. My thighs were gripped in the midst of my spasms, and he dragged my ass to the edge of the couch. Every breath was a difficult task, but lust kept me bold and determined.

“You better fuck me like you’ve been daydreaming about my pussy for months.”

A smile slid across his lips before his eyes darkened. “I never stop daydreaming about my pussy. Your about to get fucked so good, it’s going to take you a month to remember your own name.” After his possessively arrogant words, he plunged into me with one heaving thrust, bowing my spine and sending my head falling back and grinding into the couch.

I don’t know if it was that we’d not done it in the past weeks, or if it was my hormones, but dammit if this wasn’t the best hard fuck Chase had blessed me with. I was one scratch from clawing a hole in his back, one scream from losing my voice, one twitch from falling apart.

The poor house staff must have overheard his name shrieked out like a screaming eagle had been let loose in the living room. The word “fuck” was used in so many different ways, they had likely assumed a 10-16, a domestic disturbance, was in progress.

Every powerful, pelvic pounding thrust, sent a spark of magic, dissolving my bones until it left me hanging over the edge, and screaming for madness to take me. “Lord-Jesus. Chase. You’re so fucking deep!” The sound of our bodies slapping was as loud as our moans. Sex with Chase had always been the best I had ever had, but this, this was downright unimaginable.

The pleasurable series of currents made me lose control of myself. My heart was on the verge of exploding. Everything hit me all at once and I shattered, full body, mind, and even my soul screamed, have mercy. Chase erupted a second after me, his roaring appreciation mingling with mine.

We lay there long after we’d climbed back into our bodies, our runaway breaths bringing normal sounds back into the room. I couldn’t move if I wanted to, and neither could he.

His voice heft against my face before he placed a sugary sweet kiss against my lips. “I love you, Jax.”

The feeling of elation had taken such a hold on me, my runaway ideas got the best of me.

“I love you too.”

We froze as the endearing words hung in the air between us.

Chase jerked his head away, eyeing me with such adoration my heart melted in my chest and leaked into my fluttering stomach. Pretending I hadn’t said what I’d said, I leaned in to reignite our kiss.

Chase placed a firm hand on my shoulder and shoved me back so he could glance into my eyes. He wasn’t going to let me downplay this monumental moment.

“You just said...” He couldn’t finish his statement.

“I did and I do. I love you, Chase,” I stated with confidence, realizing it was time I revealed my feelings for him.

“I love you too Jax. More than you could ever know.”

He drew me in, tightening his hold on me enough to make me squeal in delight. His relieved laughter warmed my heart, making it flutter.

After a moment of us savoring each other’s closeness, Chase eased his way out of me, shuddering and hissing before he slid to the floor. His smile never dropped. He crawled to a sitting position and laid his head back on the couch, next to my open thigh.

A silly smile rested on my face, as I shoved my fingertips into his damp hair from the back to the top of his head, leaving the shorter strands sticking up. I attempted to sit up, but my body and mind hadn’t aligned, so I laid there, pussy on display, air drying.

After a relaxing minute, Chase found the strength to join me on the couch. My eyes remained closed to the soft stroke of him, brushing a few wet strands of hair out of my face. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

It took great effort to lift my hooded gaze to his handsome face. He’d given me a big shot of the something I had been craving, and it left my body and mind calm and relaxed.

“Why didn’t I tell you what?” I frowned, curious about what I’d forgotten to tell him.

“I heard rumors of pregnancy sex being good, but I had no idea it was like that,” he muttered, glaring at my pussy now.

I shrugged, as I let a smirk light my face. “I’ve never been pregnant, so how was I supposed to know?”

All I could think was, our poor baby. His parents were freaks, and he wasn’t going to get any rest during this pregnancy, if we had anything to do with it.

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