Page 155 of Ruthless Protector

I slid my hands lower, sliding over the growing swell of her belly.

The swell we'd almost lost. I tried to push away the memories of that night, but even now, with her hand reaching for the back of my head and her fingers entangled in my hair, they came to me.

Incensed with rage.

Consumed by terror, I'd landed on Kirkland’s doorstep with her in my arms. He'd taken one look at her and ushered us inside and down to the basement of his house. She was so fragile in my arms, even now, big and round and getting bigger every day, she’s made of fucking crystal.

There was so much blood and, even though Kirkland said it looked worse than it was, he'd still worked for hours, giving her drugs to stop her uterus from contracting and losing the baby.

The baby she'd risked her life to protect.

The baby that was mine.

I pushed down her panties and reached around, sliding my fingers along her crease. She moaned and lifted her foot to the edge of the bed. Hot and wet, she was ready for me, thrusting her hips to the tempo of my fingers.

“Fuck, yes, don’t stop,” she moaned.

My cock thickened at the command. “I have no fucking intention of stopping, Kat,” I growled as she reached behind her and grasped my length. “That’s going to be in that pretty fucking mouth of yours in a second. I’m going to come, and you’re going to swallow every goddamn drop, aren’t you?”

“Mhmm,” she whimpered as I sank my fingers deep.

She was already clenching, already bucking against my touch. I slipped my fingers free and stepped around her, lying in the middle of the bed. “Come on, Princess, I want you riding my face.”

I held out my hands, steadying her as she climbed on top of me. My gaze moved to her belly as she settled herself and guided my cock to her mouth. She was greedy, taking all of me. Warmth slid across the head, making me curse under my breath. She was slick and ready, her pussy ripe and so fucking beautiful.

I grasped her hips, pulled her backwards, and opened my mouth.

She rode me, sliding her cunt along my tongue in a desperate attempt for friction. I slid my fingers inside as she gripped my balls and shoved her head down, taking all of me.

“Fuckme,”I groaned against her pussy.

She rubbed harder, faster, sliding her fist up and down as that hunger in me kicked. And against my belly, I felt something else kick.Mine,that bestial part of my nature hissed.Mine…

I was more than a son of a Rossi…

I was now a husband.

And soon to be a father.

Because, make no mistake, I’d fight for this child.

I’d kill for them, as well.

I was looking forward to it.

WARNING!

This part is written months later and

contains spoilers for the rest of the series.

You might want to hold off reading this until the end.

But get ready…

You’re in for one wild ride.

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