Page 82 of Forgive Me For I Have Sinned

"I'm working on it. It's going to be a real party," Alaric says, sliding into the wooden booth beside me. "How are you feeling?" I turn to Gia, but he's looking right at me.

"He's asking you, not me," Gia says with a smile. "You think he wouldn't find out?" She snorts. "They know everything."

"We do," the twins both say in tandem.

"You knew."

"I did.”

"I'm scared. When he touched me––"

"I was there. I saw it," Valen says. "We won't let him hurt you, Veronica."

My heart begins to beat faster, and my stomach has those little butterflies that swarm. I read that some women can experience those kinds of things in early pregnancy. When I found out, I immediately began Googling pregnancy and what to expect. I was happy, nervous, and afraid.

"Fuck," I blurt.

"That's how it starts," Adam teases.

I laugh. "What now?"

Alaric curls my dark hair around his fingers and says softly, "I take you home, and we celebrate."

"How can you be so calm?"

But the intense look in his eyes tells me he has a plan.

He always has one.

Walking out of the restroom, I bump into a hard chest. The spicy scent of Alaric's cologne causes me to smile, knowing it's him. When I glance up, his mouth lifts into a grin.

"Ready to be my bad girl?"

"Always." He pulls me toward the back exit and pushes me gently against the brick wall of the building. He lifts me, my legs wrap around his waist, and my arms around his neck. My pleated skirt is rudely shoved around my waist. My ass is in his hands, his eyes focused on my mouth as he takes my lips. His cock crowns my opening, the crotchless panties he prefers for me to wear, allowing him access whenever he wants. His slides inside me. "Mm."

I'm so sensitive and horny. I'm already wet and ready for him when he plunges deep with a growl. "Fuck."

"Mm, right there," I say breathlessly when I move faster, hitting me in the spot that drives me over the edge. I want to come. Every time we have sex, I come more than once. Sometimes two and three times.

My fingers grip his hair when he goes harder. Pumping inside me with everything he's got. I realize that any moment someone could walk up and see us, or they could exit the same way we did, getting a front-row show of us fucking like rabbits against the building.

"Someone might come and see us,” I whisper against his cheek, loving the feel of the stubble from his facial hair.

"Let them see what a bad girl you are," he says between breaths.

My head dips, and I lick his lips like an animal. I grind my hips and hold myself up against the brick wall, glad I'm wearing a jacket and don't feel the rough texture every time he thrusts into me. My hands slide up the wall, and our eyes lock; I bite my bottom lip when the first orgasm rips through me, knowing he won't stop. The door screams open, and Gia and Jess are the first to step out, followed by Reid and the twins.

"Damn. They couldn't wait to get home and celebrate." I think that was Draven.

"She looks gorgeous," Gia says softly. "Take me home."

"I want to watch," I hear Jess tell Reid.

I pull Alaric's cock out and unwrap my legs from his waist and slowly kneel on the ground and take him in my mouth. I give a loud moan tasting myself and his salty precum from the tip. I run my teeth over his piercing. "Fuck, you're such a bad girl," he says with a groan, placing his hand against the brick wall and holding himself steady. I take him deep, relaxing my throat. I glance up, tears sliding down my cheeks. "You're so beautiful. Marry me."

"Let's go. He's proposing," Jess says.

"I want to see if she says yes," Reid teases.

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