Page 9 of Because You're Mine
“We’ve been chilling, baby.” I gave him a soft smile. “The girls wanted to hang out tonight, and I told them I would come through for a little while. Besides…” I stood on my tiptoes to kiss his lips. “I was thinking a little time away from each other would make you miss me. You’ve been wearing my poor kitty out for days now. Mama needs a break.”
Still eyeing me, he said nothing as he let me go. My heart thudded in my chest as I padded into his oversized bathroom. While I would love to take a soak in his bear claw tub, I needed to make this quick. Quickly undressing, I started the shower and eased my way inside. As I let the hot water cascade over my face and body, I couldn’t help but think about how much has changed in the last couple of days. Donovan has shown me that he really does want to be with me. From the sex to the time spent to his clinginess, I was in love, and he’d told me repeatedly that so was he. The downside was that he was becoming more possessive by the hour. While I love the attention, I hate feeling like I’m being smothered. He doesn’t want me to leave his home, and while I love it here, I need to get back to my cabin in Sunset Valley.
“You got room for me?” My eyes flew open as he stepped inside the shower doors. “There’s no way you thought your fine ass was going to take a shower without me.”
Reaching around me, his cold hand found my clit while the other pinched my left nipple. I threw my head back in bliss from his touch. Even though I was sore, I could admit this felt nice.
“Shit…” I groaned as I lathered myself with soap, as he worked me over. “That feels so good, baby.”
“Yeah?” He chuckled lowly as he nibbled on my neck, still strumming my clit. “I know something that will feel even better.”
Before I could question him, he pushed my head down and bent me over, damn near drowning me under the showerhead. Holding onto the slippery wall as best as I could, I didn’t get a chance to brace myself before he thrust his thick rod inside of me.
“Shit!” I shrieked. I was still aching from earlier and wasn’t prepared for him to stretch me out again so soon. “Fuck, baby! That hurts!”
“Shut up and take this dick!” He began fucking me senseless through low growls. “You said you love a nigga, right? Well, show me.”
Gripping my hips for dear life, he slammed into me repeatedly. Sex is never slow and gentle with us, but it’s never been this aggressive either. Still, I held on and allowed my man to take me on a ride. It didn’t take long before it started to feel just the way I like it.
“Oh shit!” I moaned against the wall. The sounds of our wet skin slapping echoed throughout the bathroom. “Right there, baby.”
“You like this rough shit, don’t you?” He wrapped his hand around my tresses and snatched my head back into his chest. “Tell me you’re mine, Sabrena. Tell me that you belong to me and I’m the only one you need.”
With each word he spat, he thrust harshly into me. Gripping my throat so tight that he damn near cut off my airway, spots formed before my eyes. No longer was I aroused; I was now scared he would choke me to death if I didn’t intervene.
“B-Baby…” I croaked, scratching at his hand. “I can’t breathe.”
“Tell me!” His voice sounded as if it belonged to a monster. I’d never heard him this way. Tears welled up in the corners of my eyes as I was on the verge of passing out. “Now!”
“Y-You’re the only one f-for me, baby,” I cried out as tears streamed down my face. “There’s n-no one else b-but you.”
Fucking me firmly, with no sign of slowing up, I cried in the shower. His pounding started to burn, and I hoped he wouldn’t kill me as his grip tightened even more around my neck. Thankfully, his member began to swell inside of me, and I knew he was close. I had no more energy to help him reach his end, so I wished his deed to be done before my life was over. My wish was granted sooner than later when I felt him pulse inside of me.
“Shit, girl!” He held me in place and unleashed in me for what seemed like the hundredth time. “That was our son right there?”
“S-Son?” I asked meekly as I wiped the tears from my eyes, wincing once he pulled out of me. “What do you mean?”
“You’re not slow, baby.” He spun me around, studying my eyes before dropping a kiss on my lips. “You’re going to be my wife, Sabrena.”
My eyes widened, and I couldn’t fight the smile that formed from his words if I wanted to. Marrying Donovan and having his children is a dream come true. When I completed the spell, I hoped to be with him forever, but his wanting to take it a step further and get married proved he truly was in love with me.
“You’re going to be the mother of my children, Sabrena. You need to decide what’s more important: you’re friends or a familywith me. They’re not on the level we’re on. Do you think Janelle is going to want to be around you when she finds out we’re together? She’s always been jealous of you.” His eyes dropped to my lips as he traced them with his thumb. “She’s going to try and ruin what we have. Are you going to let her?”
The thought of Janelle and everyone else trying to come between Donovan and me made me shake with anger. I would kill them all in their sleep before I let them take him away from me. “Never,” I replied lowly. I didn’t want my witchy side to show itself, so I attempted to calm myself within.
“Alright then…” He dropped another kiss on my lips before washing off and getting out of the shower. “Clean yourself up and dry off. We’ll go out together if you want to. If not, we can order in. I just want to spend time with you, baby. Fuck the rest of them.”
As I finished my shower, I thought about what he said. My friends, especially Janelle, wouldn’t understand our love. Why would I subject myself to that type of negativity so early in Donovan’s and my relationship? The more I think about it, Donnie was right. I needed to be spending my time with him and our newfound relationship.
“Baby, what?—”
Stepping back into his bedroom, I couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of his naked body spread across his bed. He was snoring something serious, and I guess after releasing all of his fluids inside of me, he needed the rest. Mindlessly, my hand drifted to my belly. Did he mean it when he said he wanted a life with me? A family? He had to. He wouldn’t have said it if he hadn’t.
Buzz. Buzz.
Hearing a phone vibrate on the nightstand pulled my attention away from my thoughts of forever. Seeing that it was his phone, I slowly and carefully made my way over to see whowas calling. Once a photo of him and Janelle flashed across the screen, all the wind was knocked out of me.
Why was she still calling him? Was he still trying to be with her, too? Once the call went to his voicemail, I stared at the screen in rage. Six missed calls and thirteen text messages from her sat on his phone untouched. They both better be glad I didn’t know the code to his phone to see what was being said and if he had been replying. As I looked at the phone’s now black screen, my skin grew hot. Why couldn’t she leave well enough alone?
