I’ll have to fix that.
I place a hand on her stomach, holding her to the bed while I move down her body. My gloved hands grip her thighs, and I roughly pry them apart, settling between them before she has a chance to argue.
“So pretty…” I reach up to brush her slicked center, and Grace shudders, her head falling back in a desperate moan as her pussy pulses, desperately clenching around nothing.
A dark chuckle shakes my chest as I reach my thumb up to her clit, pressing hard on the swollen bundle of nerves. She cries out, and her intoxicating scent grows stronger, filling me with a primal need, an inescapable desire totaste.
“Who does this belong to?” I ask, drawing slow, lazy circles around her clit. “Tell me, and I’ll let you come.”
“Y-you.” Her hips jerk wildly, desperate for relief. “It belongs to you, Seven.”
My name rolling off her tongue is my undoing. With a groan, I dive between her legs, sinking my tongue deep inside her pussy. My muscles shudder as the taste of her flows over my tongue, and it takes everything I have to stop myself from coming.
Grace lets out a breathy moan as I drag my tongue up her center, savoring every inch until I arrive at her clit. I wrap my lips around it and suck. Grace screams, her hips shootingstraight up off the mattress. With a growl, I tighten my hold on her hips, sitting up on my knees and forcing Grace back onto her shoulders. She lets out a little yelp at the sudden change, but it morphs into a moan when I lean forward, pressing my face deep into her pussy.
“Yes!” she cries. “Fuck, yes! Oh my God, right there!”
Her muscles quiver, threatening to give out, but I’ve got her. Adjusting my grip, I push two fingers into her dripping cunt, curling them against the spot she loves while I lick and suck her clit.
“Fuck!” Her walls contract around my fingers, holding them inside as her orgasm rips through her.
Goose bumps skitter over every visible inch of her body as her pleasure crests, taking her higher as I continue lapping at her pussy. I curl my fingers hard against her special spot, and liquid bursts from her, coating my face and neck in her release.
“Holy shit.” Her eyes are wide as she gazes down at my manic grin. “What… what happened?”
I lean down, pressing a gentle kiss to her swollen clit. “You squirted all over daddy’s face. You came so beautifully on my tongue. I’m so, so proud of you.”
“I… what?” Her voice is slurred, her eyes bleary in the aftermath. “Proud?”
With a dark chuckle, I lower her to the mattress, keeping her legs splayed on either side of my body. “Yes. Proud. You’re letting go. Giving in to what feels good. What you know is right.” I trail my hand up her thigh, stopping to grip the flesh of her hip—the place where my brand rests. “I’ll be able to breed you soon. Fill you up the way I’ve been dreaming about.”
I lean down, dragging my tongue over her left breast. She cries out, a sound which intensifies when I take her nipple into my mouth and clamp down.
“Fuck!” Her eyes squint in pain as she tries to move away, but I hold firm until she relaxes into it.
“That’s it…” I kiss and lick the sensitive bite mark on her breast. “Does my good girl want to be bred?”
She lets out a breath that sounds a lot like a scoff. “No. I can’t, anyway.”
My heart stops. “What? Why?”
She raises a brow. “Modern medicine. I have a copper friend who will stop anyunwantedpregnancies from happening.”
“You… have an IUD?” I ask as plans begin to form in the back of my mind.
“Yup. No babies for me.”
A low growl rumbles in my chest. “I’ll have to take care of that, then.”
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
GRACE
“What?”
He tsks, as ifI’mthe one who’s being ridiculous. “Your IUD. It’s a problem, and I need to fix it.”
“By ‘fix it,’ you mean…?”
