Page 92 of Kings & Carnage

She wiggled her ass, dropping a few inches to try and coax me inside.

Like I needed any fucking coaxing.

"Want me to get a condom?" I asked.

I had no desire to get a condom. In fact, what I wanted was to knock Willa the fuck up and keep her with us forever.

But that wasn't my call and never would be.

Still, I wasn't surprised when she locked her ankles around the back of my knees to hold me in place.

"No," she said. "I want you to fuck me.”

I didn't question it. We'd taken more than a few chances, alone and together, and I could only assume it had been the same when Willa was with Rock and Neo.

In any other situation, with any other girl, I would've been wrapped to the nines during every single encounter.

But fuck me if I didn't just want to make her mine — ours — in every way.

"Music to my fucking ears, tiger.” There was nothing better than fucking her bare, feeling the glide of her pussy walls against my cock as I drove into her.

I pushed her thighs open wider. I’d started out wanting to play, to spank her delicious ass and fuck her from behind.

But now that I had her to myself, all I really wanted to do was be as close to her as possible, to watch her face while she came for me.

I leaned down to kiss her, feeling her tits flatten against my chest. She lifted her head off the pillow, meeting me halfway, her tongue sparring eagerly with mine as our kissing grew more urgent, my dick ready to explode against the opening of her pussy.

“I fucking love you, Willa,” I said, pulling away and leaving a trail of kisses along her cheek, her nose, her mouth.

She held my head in her hands. “I love you too. So much.”

I froze to look at her, wondering if I was hearing things. “You do?”

She nodded. “I have for ages. I’m sorry I didn’t say it sooner. I just didn’t know how to go about it because of… well, because of all of you. I’ve never done this before.”

“Can we make a deal?” I asked her, my heart singing.

She loved me.

She nodded.

“Do what feels right to you. Always. Let us deal with the rest,” I said. “Sound good?”

She smiled. “Sounds great.”

“And?” I prompted with a grin, just because I wanted to hear it again.

“And I love you, Oscar Drago. And…”

“And?” I prompted again.

“I really reallyreallywant you to fuck me now,” she said.

So I did, long and slow. Like my life fucking depended on keeping her with me.

With us.

Because it felt like it did.

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