Page 56 of Keeper

“And whose baby is in there?” He’s grinding up into me as he speaks. “Who do you belong to?”

Fuck, I don’t know what he’s doing, but it’s working. “Y-Yours,” I stutter out. “You.” Every movement is perfect and hits a spot inside of me I’ve long forgotten about. “Don’t stop.”

It’s a barely audible plea, but he hears me.

“That’s right, little keeper. You’re mine, and your body was made to be pleased by me. Now come for me.”

His grip tightens a little more, keeping me exactly where I need to be. His body tenses like he’s close too, but he doesn’t stop. He doesn’t. Fucking. Stop.

My whole body shakes when I finally get there and my pussy throbs, soaking us both.

“Good girl,” he says breathlessly, the slapping, wet noises echoing around us as he continues to move. “That’s my perfect girl. Fuck, I’m gonna come. You’re so wet.”

I don’t care if he sets fire to the room around us, he did his job and then some. He didn’t stop. Even my Keepers couldn’t hold the same rhythm if I asked them not to stop, and maybe that’s been my problem all along.

“Come inside me again,” I beg him, biting his bottom lip and sucking it between my teeth. “Give it to me. Breed me again.”

I’m unsure if it’s the action, my words or a combination of the two, but the man growls up at me like an animal and digs his fingers into my ass as he explodes. “Sullivan!”

His body stills, cock pulsing inside of me as he trembles, and then he thrusts up once, twice, three times before he finally stills.

When he begins breathing again I kiss his cheek, then his lips.

“You’re amazing.”

“So are you.” Dray presses his forehead to mine with the softest smile I’ve ever seen. “We’re having a baby.”

A nervous, crazy smile breaks out across my face that I hide in his neck. What a mess this will be. A beautiful, chaotic mess.

I’m not sure I’d rather do it with anyone else.

JUNE

Twenty

Another day, anothersummons. In the weeks since we found out I was pregnant, Ephraim has called me into his office more times than I can count. He wanted to see the confirmation test my OBGYN did, the first ultrasound, the plan for my prenatal care. It’s not time for my next appointment yet, so when the intercom on my wall sparks to life, I’m a little annoyed.

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