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“You don’t want little Sophies running around the court in diapers chasing tennis balls or jumping into bed with us to wake us up with giggles every morning?”
“I don’t want any of that,” I tell him flatly. “Ever.”
Glancing away toward the door, Lochlan sighs then pats the sides of my thighs. “Message received. But I stand by my stipulation. If you want my tongue, you have to say the word I want to hear.”
“Daddy?”
“Yes, princess?” he asks with an arrogant grin.
I roll my eyes at him, even though there’s a stupid smile on my face too.
“Are you ready to go home with me now? Or do you want to ride daddy’s big cock while your pussy is soaking wet?”
Glancing behind me, I see his shaft long and hard in his fist, eagerly waiting for a tight hole to fuck. The whole time he was talking about getting me pregnant he was …excited.
Surrendering to him, giving him permission to use my body for the sole purpose of breeding turns him on. He wants me to ride him until he cums inside of me again, increasing the chances of pregnancy. It’s probably just a biological instinct for all males to want to reproduce, most likely with as many females as possible. It’s hard to feel special knowing he’s screwed other women. Lots of other women.
For whatever reason, I do still want him, despite knowing all of that.
And maybe if Lochlan hadn’t been with a prostitute the other night when I needed him, I would climb on him and stupidly let him finish inside of me again.
But I’m not his broodmare.
I’m sure as hell not taking those risks if he can’t be completely faithful to me, meaning not being in the same room as a mostly naked prostitute, for even a few weeks.
“You weren’t there,” I remind him before I dismount from his handsome, still glistening face to go clean up in my bathroom.
35
Lochlan
You weren’t there.
Goddamm it. I’m not sure if Sophie will ever forgive me for not coming home that night. There aren’t enough tongue fucks in the world to make her forget I was at a brothel when she was nearly killed by my enemies.
Whoever the hell they are.
I’m still no closer to solving that mystery since every inch of the evidence from the drones went up in flames. None of Eli’s threatening Q&As have turned up anything either.
I try not to let that get to me as I stroke my throbbing cock that’s hard as fuck again, even after I came from Sophie’s punishment. I had no idea I would even like a little pain followed by pleasure. Apparently, anything she does to my body I love. She took her anger and jealousy out on my ass, just like I did to her. Which means…I think she has feelings for me. Ones that go beyond orgasmic bliss. Sophie doesn’t want me near another woman or to even say her name.
Never again. I’ll never say that bitch’s name in front of her again.
And I have no idea why I told her all that shit about being a father. She’s made it clear that she doesn’t want to have my children—that she hates me so much she wouldn’t keep the baby if I knocked her up.
I know I should stop bringing the topic up with Sophie, it’s just, I can’t stop thinking about her spreading her legs, begging me to come inside of her until we become a real family. Something I sure as shit never had growing up.
Fuck me. I never had a breeding fetish before Sophie either. Becoming a father from an accidental pregnancy was a risk I always wanted to avoid at all costs. Condoms were a necessity, along with birth control pills. Another benefit of screwing certain women at the brothels was they had their tubes tied to avoid getting pregnant.
I never had a single pregnancy scare despite my promiscuous lifestyle. Never considered going bareback for fear of diseases.
Then suddenly, the night before I’m supposed to marry Sophie, I go all primal and take her raw, unable to get my cum deep enough inside of her, wondering shit like if I should pound her into the floor instead of the wall will gravity give me an assist in shooting my swimmers up to fertilize her egg?
Reproductive terms I hadn’t thought about since my sixth-grade sex ed class.
Every moment since that first night, it’s been a constant throbbing demand in my dick to lay my wife down and fill her up over and over again until I get the job done.
I have no idea what I would do then. Not be able to keep my hands off her because I love her so damn much and our love created a life together?
