Page 83 of Sparks of Insanity
“Uh you’re covering the wrong fucking ears there, Former Teach,” Gray said, looking mildly disgusted. “Don’t go thinking we’re over you fucking our daughter where we could see you, either.”
“Ugh, he did what?” Blaze asked, practically facepalming. “You have to do this shit discreetly, man.”
“Can we please focus, so I don’t have to bleach my fucking brain too?” Dory asked, focusing back on me again.
“I think it was about a month or six weeks when we tested and she was pregnant, so you should definitely start testing any time now. We’ll get some tests delivered.” He ran a hand over his beard.
“Look, I know we’re sitting here like friends now, or family, but I swear, this is a tentative arrangement, and one false move from you is the deal breaker. Prove to us that we can trust you to keep our baby girl safe, and that can change, but you started out like an asshole here, and that’s the only reason we’re trusting you. You did what we would have, and as much as it pains me to have that happen to our little girl, we know real love can grow from situations like this. If she ever changes her mind though, we will do whatever it takes to get her away from you.”
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Ember
Having the approval ofmy family was one thing, but this new breeding obsession of Ethan’s was something else entirely. Once my dads had left, Blaze hung back, wanting a quiet word with Ethan, but Ethan wouldn’t let me away from him so I heard everything.
“Look, I’m backing you guys, and I’ll do what I can to get them to keep their noses out of your lives, so don’t make me regret it. I’ve killed bigger men than you, and I don’t mind doing it again.”
“Thanks, Blaze, this has been really special.” Ethan really hadn’t learned to hold back his sarcasm, but then my family had taken sarcasm to a whole new level, so what’s one more?
Blaze rolled his eyes. “You need a job though, because you need to make your own start, or this idea of shacking up here under the thumbs of my dads isn’t going to work out. I know what you’re gonna say, you’re blacklisted as a teacher, but I can fix that. I can hack in and make that all go away. The fact thatyou were cleared of misbehaving with my baby sister will be on record, but it’ll remove that lock keeping you from teaching again.”
Ethan groaned, shaking his head at Blaze.
“God no. Blaze, I appreciate the offer, but I’m not fucking sane enough to be around impressionable people anymore. I mean, I’d never be interested in them the way I am with Em, but I wouldn’t be a good role model for anyone. I need to find something new to do with my life, and I will. I just need time to get my finances sorted. Right now I’m too big a risk to get credit, and I have debts like you wouldn’t believe.”
Blaze shrugged, heading for the door. He stopped as he held it open, glancing back at us.
“I’ll wipe your debts, and fix your credit rating, man. It’s a few fucking lines of code, it’s easy. You’ll get your new start, but use it wisely. I don’t want to have to keep making these visits. I’ve got a baby at home, and a woman who desperately needs me at her side day and night.” He grinned wickedly then, winking at us both. The door closed behind him, and Ethan moved fast, lifting me up over his shoulder as he headed for the stairs.
“What the fuck!”
He laughed, rubbing my ass.
“He has a baby already, little saboteur. We need to get on with making ours, don’t you think? Then they can be cousins and play together.” My god. Those aren’t thoughts that make me feel sexy at all!
“I’m too young to have kids, Ethan. I want a life first!”
“You can do both, and I’ll prove it to you. First we need to stuff you full of so much cum, that you’ll be bursting at the seams. Hmm…” he went quiet as he reached the top of the stairs, and that was unnerving as hell.
“What? Ethan? What doeshmmmean?”
Ethan kicked the bedroom door closed behind us.
“Just thinking of ways to stop it leaking back out of you, baby. I want you fertilised, and that happens easier when my guys stay up there where they belong.”
“Your guys… you realise you sound like an imbecile when you say stuff like that?” It should have insulted him, especially as a teacher who was infinitely more intelligent than he appeared lately, but he just chuckled.
“You just want me to make it hurt, baby, and that’s okay, I can do that.” Oh god. Was it wrong to say that suddenly that was all I wanted? He could make it hurt so good.
“Ethan?” He dumped me on the bed, and started tugging at my clothes.
“Yeah?”
“Do you at least love me? You’re making all these plans with me, but you’ve never said it.” He paused, lifting his head from the task at hand; stripping the woman he wanted to breed, and keep, but maybe didn’t love.
He clenched his fists and sat on the bed beside me, but he didn’t speak straight away and that scared the hell out of me. Was he about to say he didn’t love me, or couldn’t. Wouldn’t?
Ethan
