Page 102 of That Sik Luv

“Before you slice me to shreds, it’s not an implant. It’s just pills. Pills I’ve just recently run out of.”

Of course she’s run out. I didn’t find any pills anywhere in her place when I searched her room. I’ve never seen them there before. It appears my girl is better at keeping secrets than I thought.

It makes sense why she didn’t deny me filling her with my cum. She was never truly worried about getting pregnant. But the look on her face insinuates that now, the possibility is there.

A strange, innate desire to feed her my cum, ensuring to mark her as my own with swollen tits and an engorged belly, floods my mind. I want her to carry my child.Ourchild. I want us to rewrite our history together.

But she’s still so young. Eighteen to my twenty-nine. I often forget the details when her mental capacity far surpasses someone who’s only just become an adult. She’s got more life to live on her own, and I’d never want to burden her when she’s exhibited so much strength already, stretching those newly bloomed petals alongside me. I can’t be like them. Imprisoning her in new chains for my own pleasure.

I toss the blade on the nightstand with a loud clang, then roll back over onto my back in a flurry of confusion and twisted thoughts.

“We’ll get you back on it,” I say, grabbing her wrist again and placing her hand across my abdomen, slowly repeating the process of her hands on my skin. She lays on her side, a blank expression on her face as she attempts to read me. “Whatever you want to do.”

It’s unlike me to even give her a choice in the matter. In another world, I’d have already stuck my dick in her and released deep inside her womb, ensuring conception while having this conversation. But, here I am...weakening to meet her softness. To be someone she needs.

Maybe I’m evolving.

Comfortable silence fills the space between us, and I begin to find genuine comfort in her touch. She doesn’t push me either, attempting to reach for more or touch what she wants. She simply lays back and allows me to move her hand, guiding it in soft circles again, enjoying the experience as much as me.

“It’s strange to even talk about kids and children when I come from a place of such emptiness,” she whispers up to the ceiling alongside me. “I want to know where I come from, Aero. There’s such a part of me that feels lost now. Not knowing where I belong. I just wish I knew.”

I close my eyes and guilt wracks through me. I’m selfishly withholding so much from her.

“You belong with me. Just as you always have,” I say definitively.

She sighs again, nuzzling into my side. “Yeah. Yeah, you’re right.” She gives me a soft little smile, her eyes twinkling with some strange glow, accepting the answer. “I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.”

My heart does that tightening thing again. That ache deep within my chest that only she can cause, even amid my betrayal.

Worry fills me at the thought of losing everything I’ve found with her. If she were to run from me, I’d be forced to imprison her in a world of Aero. She doesn’t get to leave me. I’d end up causing her to hate me by taking away the one part of her I love. Her wild, untamed freedom from the constraints of the world around her.

But I need to protect her. Briony’s wants and needs will have to wait until the plans I have for revenge are set in motion. I can’t bear the thought of her losing sight of the raw vengeance within her, emotions aside.

With her wrist still in my grip, I pull her roughly until she’s straddling me with nothing between us. She squeals, then rests both palms on the sides of my head, centering herself. The warmth of her bare pussy settles on my shaft and my cock warms. Her full breasts sway above me, the pink, sensitive flesh just begging for teeth to sink into it. Her face, radiating every possible meaning of beauty, is surrounded by her black silky hair shining in the leaking light of the sunrise through the draped windows.

My fallen angel.

She rolls her hips, grinding down on me as her slippery wetness spreads across the length of my shaft. A low growl escapes me as my hands grip the flare of her hips. She sits back, putting all her weight on the steel cock beneath her, resting her hands on my chest. I stiffen for a second, then blow out a breath, my heavy-lidded eyes finding hers.

“I won’t hurt you,” she whispers, her fingers moving ever so slightly down my pecs. Her fingertips brush over my nipples and my cock twitches in excitement.

“I wish you would,” I retort beneath my breath.

She grips my jaw roughly at the sentiment and spits down into my open mouth. Too shocked by the sudden act to retort, she slaps me with an opened palm to my face, sending my neck snapping to the side, before leaning forward, gripping my jaw back towards her and biting down on my lower lip. My fingers claw into the flesh of her hips at the welcomed pain, and I thrust up into her before she pulls back from my lips with a smirk.

“We’ll find a middle.”

Like a madman, a feral lust becomes unleashed, and I strip the remaining blanket off of us. Rolling us over, I toss her like a Rag Doll to her stomach, pulling her hips up so her ass is angled in the air before me. With a rough hand, I pin her neck to the mattress beneath us and lean over the curvature of her toned figure.

“Making deals with the devil is a dangerous business, darling.”

She shakes her flared hips against my groin, taunting me, my erect cock dancing between the crack of her ass as she does, my balls tickling those wet and sopping lips backing up against me. My jaw tightens, attempting to reign in the overwhelming urge to stuff this cock in her tight little virgin ass just to teach her a lesson.

“I’ll take my chances,” she says breathlessly, the tone of her voice feminine yet defiant.

My little fucking brat. I think she forgets who she’s dealing with. At my core, I’m still a ruthless savage.

I release her neck, sliding my palm down her beautifully arched spine before gripping her ass with a firm grasp, bending down to lick the length of her sweet, soft clit and pussy. I glide a heavy, flat tongue along her clit, over her aching hole, all the way up to her ass. She wiggles in my grasp, clearly feeling discomfort at the newfound sensation. Smacking the side of her thigh, she tenses as I tease, then plunge my tongue into her forbidden entrance.

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