Page 48 of Keeper

“No. I haven’t in a while,” I answer honestly, because the truth of the matter is those parties get boring after a while. I’ve stared straight through threeways of beautiful women while imagining this infuriating woman’s collar bone, so no, there hasn’t been anyone else. They weren’t what I craved. “Couldn’t you tell by how much I filled you up?”

Pouting, she reaches down to palm me. “You mean it won’t always be that much?”

Grinning, I lean in to nip her jaw and spin her around so I can back her toward the bed. “Only one way to find out... baby.”

She huffs a laugh, reaching down to place a hand over her stomach. “I think I like little keeper better.”

“As you should. It’s a special name just for you from me.” I undress her so I can admire her perfect body, internally thanking my brother for being whipped by the gardener. “We’ll shower after I breed you again, little keeper. And then I’ll do it again.”

There’s nothing but promise in my tone, nothing but excitement in her eyes. “So you’re not having second thoughts?”

Not about knocking her up. “Not even one. You?”

“Nope.”

“Good girl.”

The fact that she doesn’t have second thoughts about having a baby with a bastard has something weird straining in my chest. I know it’s for her own safety at this point, but still. It’s more than anyone else has given me.

With a grin, I spin her around and shove her face into the mattress, running my hands over her perfect ass as she lets out a moan. “Is this what you wanted to do the first night, Dray? Bend me over?”

“Yes,” I growl, slapping my hand down harder than I intended... or maybe I did. “Ass has been taunting me every single day.”

I do it again, this time slotting my fingers in her hair and gripping. I love the way her body moves.

Her head tips, back bows, ass bounces. “You can’t have my ass yet, baby. I need your cum in my pussy.”

She’s not wrong, and I think I’ve proven I know how to be patient when I need to be. “I’ll claim all of you in due time, but for now you’ll have my cum where your body craves it.” I slide my fingers inside and bite my lip when I feel it. “And this greedy little pussy needs more.”

It flexes around me, keeping me close, my fingers sucked in. She rocks back slowly, shaking her ass until I can hear how wet she is. “And you couldn’t wait until tomorrow, huh?”

“No.” My voice sounds more desperate than I meant it to be, but I can’t find it in me to care if this makes me vulnerable. Not right now. I tug back on her hair again. “It’s your fault. I can’t keep my fucking eyes off of you, and now that I’ve had you...”

I let my words trail off before I say too much, but she knows. Of course she knows.

“You can’t get enough?” she asks, letting out a sultry, quiet laugh. “It almost sounds like you’re mad at me, baby.”

Am I?

Yeah, I think I am.

Before she reared her gorgeous little head, roads were smooth. I was the expendable bastard, sure, but I knew my place in this hierarchy. I spent my days as an errand boy and my nights fucked up on whatever I could get my hands on. It worked. But then she happened, and I spent far too much time wondering where she was, whether she was giving Alex her smiles, or if she was smiling at all. It’s maddening.

“How can I not be? You drive me crazy.”

I curl my fingers and press her g-spot teasingly, holding there until she shivers. “How mad?”

“Want me to show you?”

She glances over her shoulder, hair falling onto her back in waves. “Yes. Get it out, baby. We have to hide in the daylight. We can’t do that if you’re mad at me.”

I’ll never stop being amazed by her, I just know it.

I take a moment to grab my belt out of my slacks and return. I’m proud of her for not squirming away while she can, and without waiting any longer, I line myself up with her pussy and shove myself in, needing to feel every clench of her as I take what I need.

“Do you have a safeword?”

“Peony.”

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