Page 19 of Jealous Convict


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Terror strangles a sound in my throat.

“That’s fortified steel set in concrete, kitten,” Monroe mutters, pressing his forehead against him. “It sounds way worse than it is. It’ll take a while for them to get through. And that’s with the right equipment. And I doubt they have that.”

I suspect he’s exaggerating, minimizing the severity of our situation but I don’t say that.

“But that means…if they can’t get in then we can’t get out…” I trail off as a wide, satisfied grin spreads over his face. His eyes trail down my body.

“Which means I get to spend more time learning every inch of this beautiful body.”

His gaze falls between the thighs I still hold high and open for him. “It means I get to fill that pussy with my breeder seed until your eggs are drowning in cum.” He groans. “Just think, angel. You could be bred and carrying our baby by the time we leave this room.”

Now that the haze of lust has subsided, the reality of what I agreed to starts to set in. I know the justice system enough to know that maximum security prisons are the least safe of the correction facilities—case in point, the riot raging around us right now.

My dad may have run this place with an even hand but it’s still a place filled with ruthless felons. Who are right now baying for my blood.

The warden’s daughter is a prize men like that would kill to get their hands on.

“Hey, hey, what’s the matter?”

Is he serious? I shake my head but can’t shift the fear spiraling through me. “What if something happens?”

“Like what?”

I throw my hands in the air, then cover my face with them. “I don’t know. Where do I start?”

“Start from your biggest worry. And did I say you could stop holding those legs up, sweetheart?”

My breath catches at the silky danger in his voice. My hands return to holding up my knees even as my nipples tighten and lengthen.

“Good girl.” He leans down and kisses me hard and deep. “Give my swimmers a chance to hit the home run, yeah?”

My face heats up. At my nod he steps back. “Are you worried I won’t keep you safe?”

I swallow. “Or that something might happen…in here. If…when they get in.”

“You don’t believe I’m going to fight like hell to get you out of his hellhole now that you’re mine?” he growls.

God, why do his words turn me inside out? I’m a good, respectable girl from a great family. And yes, I’m aware that while I found him attractive from the moment he walked in, a large part of what happened was triggered by the abiding fear that I was going to die.

Or be gang-raped by heartless criminals who are attempting to break in.

Who could still get their hands on me.

Even if I’m like Mom, who said she took one look at Dad and knew he was the one, how will my family take this if I get out of here? I was their obedient, respectable daughter before I walked in here.

Now not only have I given myself to a prisoner, I’m actively going along with his determination to impregnate me.

Firm hands spike through my hair and he angles my head toward him. He’s crouched down so we’re at eye level. “I will beg, borrow, steal, maim and murder to return to you safely back home. And when I get out of here, I’m coming for you.”

“What if you don’t succeed? The justice system is unpredictable,” I voice my fear. I should know, I’d been studying it for years. “What if what’s happening out there doesn’t end well?”

“Then we’ll find another way.”

My eyes widen. “You’ll break out?”

His jaw clenches as he looks down between my thighs. I feel his spend leaking out of me. A second later, he’s scoops it up with his thick fingers and pushes it back inside on a pure animal grunt. I moan as my body responds wildly to his touch.

“That’s the last resort. But if it comes to it…yes.”

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