Page 158 of Sienna Rossi: Beyond Shattered Trust

“Jayce! Fuck, that’s it… Oh fuck!” I cry out in pure satisfaction as pleasure explodes through me. My entire body spasms from pleasure as wave after wave washes over me.

Jayce licks up my juices that coat my inner thighs and ass. I sigh softly as his tongue slides between my cheeks and swirls around my pussy.

I weakly tug him up, my body still trembling from my mind-blowing orgasm, and he moves up, his hand wrapping around my throat lightly as he kisses me. He tastes of me, and when he plunges his tongue into my mouth, I suck on it, my hand travelling lower before I undo the button on his pants.

He moves back, undoing his belt and removing it, but he doesn’t take his pants off. Instead, he sits there staring at me, his eyes soft, his tousled hair only making him look dangerously sexy.

I get onto my knees, my hands reaching for his pants when he takes hold of my wrists, looking down, his hair hiding his eyes.

“I need to tell you something first,” he says quietly.

I swallow, my stomach filling with unease, a thousand unwanted thoughts rushing through my mind.

Wait… Is it guilt that made him return to me? Did he do something? I don’t know why that thought even crossed my mind, but it feels as if a bucket of ice-cold water was just dumped on me.

Please say it’s not so…

“What?” I ask, trying to remain calm.

He looks up, his sage green eyes soft as he releases one of my wrists and reaches up to brush my hair back. “When we returned to the party earlier with Kaden, do you remember I talked to Uncle Alejandro?”

I stare at him, confused. “Grandpa Al? Why are we talking about him now?” I whisper.

He sighs. “He told me something, and I need to tell you, or it’ll be on my mind all night.”

I frown slightly. “I wouldn’t think anything would get in the way of us having sex,” I say quietly. Doesn’t it consume him as it does me?

He raises his eyebrow, reaching for me, and I lean back slightly. “What is it?” I ask, trying to remain calm. I’m not even sure why I feel so annoyed. I know it could have waited, but, gods, I just want him.

A small smirk crosses his face. “Someone’s sexually frustrated,” he says in a mocking, arrogant tone.

I glare at him, folding my arms as I move to get off the bed. “Fine, if you’re not then-”

“Hey…” He grips my arm, yanking me back. My back hits his chest as he sits down and pulls me into his lap.

“Jayce, what-”

“Just listen,” he says huskily, kissing my neck to appease me, and it works, not that I could have pulled away. When it comes to strength, he wins. I sigh, stilling as he rubs my arm comfortingly, and I lean into him, feeling my annoyance fade away. I’m still horny, but I can wait; there’s got to be something important he wants to share first.

At least it’s not what I thought, since it’s something Grandpa Al told him. Anything’s better than that.

“You’re pregnant.”

I blink.

I stare ahead as I process those words.

You’re pregnant…

He’s talking to me…

I’m… I’m pregnant?!

My hand goes to my stomach, my heart thundering as I look around, unseeing as I try to think back to us having sex during my heat.

I never used protection; I wasn’t on anything! It totally slipped my mind…

Wait, what?