Page 19 of This Reckless Home

“I best replace it with something then,” I playfully add, before tugging down my sweats, surging up and pushing into in her still quivering core.

Fuck. Me.

“Steele!” she yells, her whole body tensing. I hold completely still, the little frown between her brows telling me this is more than just a normal adjustment to my size. “ I’m sorry, it’s just, I need a moment, I'm not — my anatomy is a little different, it took work to get here.” Her words are rushed, her eyes darting away.

“Hey, talk to me, Flower,” I urge, then I freeze, my heart giving a thud in my chest. “Shit, protection.”

“It’s okay. I can’t have kids,” she tells me matter of factly, though I don’t miss the way her eyes dull a little like it’s an old wound.

My hand comes up to cup her face. “Blossom⁠—”

“I was born without a uterus, and well, a small vagina that I’ve had to gradually deepen with, well, dildos effectively,” she says softly, finally meeting my eyes. “I found out when I was sixteen and my periods never started. I still have ovaries, I produce eggs, but…” she shrugs, trying for casual and missing. “No womb. No way to carry a baby.”

Fuck. My chest tightens at the pain in her voice, the old grief she's learned to carry.

“Blossom, baby, you’ve had to deal with so fucking much. Thank you for telling me, I don’t ever want to hurt you in a way you don’t enjoy.” I lean down, placing a soft kiss on her forehead. “Is that why you foster?” I ask gently.

Her smile is bittersweet. “Partly. I figured if I couldn't have children the traditional way, I'd mother the ones who desperately needed someone to love them.” Her hand comes up to cover mine on her cheek. “They're my children, Steele. Just as much as if I'd carried them myself.”

“I know they are, Flower.” I lower down, kiss her softly. “And you're an incredible mother to them. I wish I’d had someone like you when I was growing up.”

She blinks rapidly, tears threatening. “Thank you.”

“And I've never slept with anyone without a condom,” I tell her, brushing my thumb across her cheek. “Was tested a few weeks ago. Clean. Haven't been with anyone since.”

“Me too. That is, I’m clean and only ever used condoms before.” Her breath hitches as I shift slightly inside her. “But Steele? I want to feel you. All of you. No barriers.”

Something primal roars through me.

I lower down once more, until I’m caging her in, and something in me fucking purrs at the fact she's in my arms while my bare cock is inside her.

“You want me to fill this sweet pussy up with my cum?” My voice is gravel. Pure unadulterated need. “Want me bareback and you dripping when I'm done?”

“Yes,” she gasps. Her walls give a strong squeeze that has lightning flash up my spine from my balls. “Please, Steele. I want to feel you come inside me.”

Fuck yes.

I move my hips, watching her face as our bodies touch everywhere, sweat forming on our skin as I start to fuck her. I make sure it’s not too deep, watching the micro expressions on her face to ensure she’s in no pain. Her hands rest on my pecs, her fingers digging in, nails indenting my skin but those are scars that I would wear with pride if she made me bleed.

“More,” she gasps, her nails digging in deeper, her legs wrapping round me and pulling me closer. “Please, Steele. Harder.”

Fuck.

My body starts thrusting into her, the sound of our skin slapping filling the room alongside our panted breaths. The noises she makes encourages me further until I’m fucking her so hard the bed is shaking and warm liquid covers my cock in spurts that coincide with her gasps.

I watch as her face contorts in pleasure over and over again, realizing that she’s coming all over me, like a never ending orgasm that is dragging me under.

“Mine,” I growl, her eyes opening to look into mine. “Say it, Flower.”

“Yours,’ she gasps, and her nails break my skin, the sharp pain causing me to push my hips into the cradle of her thighs. “Steele—fuck—yours.”

“And Anatole’s? Nox’s?” I grunt when her inner walls clamp down hard around me. She definitely likes that idea.

She’s gasping. “Yes! God, yes. Yours. All of yours.”

Her admission sends me over the edge, and I come with a roar as I thrust deep inside her, my balls emptying as my cock keeps pumping my cum into her.

Fuck. I didn’t know it would feel like this. Like I want to push it deep inside her, keep us locked together so none of it leaks out.