Page 78 of Voracious

I haven’t fucked her hard since we found out she was pregnant. Every time we’ve slept together, I’ve gone as slow and as gentle as possible.

I thrust a little faster, feeling her inner walls clench around me, welcoming my cock with each push and pull. She digs her nails into my back and rips the skin, making me go harder.

“Who do you belong to?” I whisper against her lips.

“You,” she barely replies through her whimpers as I hammer into her, plunging deep so my balls smack her ass.

“Try again,” I say, gritting my teeth as she lifts her hand to her face and covers her own mouth.Ewanis in, and even though he’s miles away, she thinks people can hear us from a different wing of the manor. “Who do you belong to, Freckles?”

“Kade.” She moans against her palm, low and inaudible, before I grab it away and pin it to the mattress beneath us. She meets each thrust as she pulses around my cock, breathing out more words. Her free hand grasps at my nape. “I belong toKadeMitchell.”

I press my mouth to hers and say, “That’s my good girl.”

Once our orgasms settle, I run us a bath, and Stacey hugs me from behind as the water fills the tub. “I’m going to tell my dad and Nora.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. I’ll take the ultrasound picture with me when I leave. I think they’ll be okay with me being pregnant. It’s just…” She trails off, and I turn around to look at her. “I’m scared.”

“Do you want me to come with you?”

Her eyes widen. “Oh God, no.”

I frown at her tone and how against the idea she is. If we’re going to announce we’re together and having a kid, why can’t I go with her? I know I have my hands full with her side of the family and that I need to prove myself, but surely me supporting her is a start?

She rests her head on my chest – my automatic reaction is to hug her to me and kiss her head.

She speaks after a few minutes. “Just… let me speak to them, and then we can have dinner with them or something. It’ll be okay. I promise.”

“Okay,” I say, leaning over without letting her go and turning off the tap. “One step at a time, Freckles.”

She smiles. “One step at a time.”

I’m feeling uneasy. Stacey doesn’t answer my calls for an entire day. My messages are going unread, and she isn’t at the studio.

I knock on her front door in the dead of the night, but no one answers.

Standing back from the door, I stare up at her room window. It’s closed, which it never is. The lights are all off – except for a room at the top left. I have no idea whose room that is, but they might know where she is.

Being the dick that I am, I refuse to wait around until she gets back to me. I search for a stone and toss it at the window.

The curtains ruffle, and a head peeks out, but it’s too dark to see. It’s a guy, and he quickly closes his curtains and turns off the light. Must be her stepbrother Kyle. I make a mental note to punch him in the face when I eventually meet him for snubbing me.

I look down at my phone – still no response to any of my messages. I type another while I walk back to my car, a pain in my chest as my heart rate fails to slow down.

Me: Did I do something wrong? Please tell me if I did. I’ll fix it.

Me: Come on, Freckles. You’re freaking me out here.

Hours later, as I sit in the pool house with an unlit joint, I type another while waiting on my dad calling me back. He’s as worried as I am – but begs me not to mention anything to my mum yet, since she’s still on her way back from dealing with the death of her youngest patient.

I type and retype and finally settle on an immature message.

Me: If you don’t respond, I’ll take it that you’re ignoring me, and I’ll ask Luciella or Tylar where you are, and it fucks your plan to tell them the truth when you’re ready.

She doesn’t answer me all night, and although I want to smoke the joint, I hold back. I go to the home gym for a workout, but I can’t focus – I lose my patience and open my chat withLuciellaat three in the morning.

Me: Look, you’re going to be so fucking pissed at me, but right now, I need you to tell me where Stacey is. I haven’t heard from her all day and night, and she’s—

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