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But my reason refuses to shrink away.
“What if you’re wrong?” I ask. “What if they get you, and it’s all taken away?”
“I will never let that happen,” he snarls. “I’d die—no, I’d kill before I let anybody threaten our family.”
“I don’t want you to have to kill,” I murmur.
“I’m keeping you safe. That’s my job. My methods are my business.”
I flinch, and his hard beast’s voice softens slightly.
“I’m retiring, though,” he says “Once this mess with Vito is cleaned up, I’m done with this life.”
“What will you do?” I ask, reeling from all this new information, about his military background, about his dad.
“Build our lives,” he says firmly. “I’ll help you in whatever you choose to do… Wait a second.”
“What?” I smile.
“I want to ask you about your hopes and dreams, my beautiful little skeptic, but I’m goddamned hungry too.” He smirks. “So how about we order first?”
Chapter Sixteen
Ryland
“Tell me about your dreams,” I say, as I lay my fork down atop my risotto.
Harold has cooked it well.
My queen blushes.
“That’s a broad question.”
“Don’t be shy,” I tease.
She forks her steak. My seed quivers at the sight of her eating meat, a primal song from thousands of years ago. It tells me this is good. She’ll get strong, which means our children will be strong.
Sometimes, Rosie makes me feel like a caveman, atavistic and instinctive.
She makes it so tempting to let the beast in me take over, with that blush creeping down toward her fuck-me tits. They look even more delicious with her cleavage making a tempting passage for my cock. I could tear that dress down and get at her hard, needy nipples any time I wanted.
My cock pulses and I force myself to focus on the glittering copper beauty of her eyes.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” she whimpers.
“Why do you think? I’m trying to pay attention to you, but you’re so damn sexy, it’s distracting. I can’t stop thinking about fucking that tight slit.”
“When you say it like that, I want it,” she moans.
“But,” I growl with effort, “tell me. I need to know. I need to know everything about you.”
“It’s silly,” she says softly.
“If they’re your dreams, my sweet virgin, they can’t be silly.”
She lays her cutlery down and waves her hands, which causes those full breasts to giggle and dance. My gaze tracks a succulent purple vein, moving over her voluptuous beauty.
I could spend hours on those big round tits alone.
Focus, my reason roars, as the beast inside howls and hammers at the bars of its restraints.
“Basically, I want to work in publishing,” she says, her words coming out in a rush. “I was in college for English literature. But it’s more than that. I want to give back, somehow. I have this idea of starting a non-profit that works in underprivileged neighborhoods to help others publish their work.”
“Go on,” I say, enraptured by her enthusiasm.
“You really want to hear this?”
“I need to hear this,” I snarl.
She giggles, rolling her eyes. She has no idea how sassy and beautiful she looks when she does that. It’s like she’s begging me to put her in her sensual place, bend her over and spank her big round juicy ass cheeks to teach her who’s in charge.
I can imagine how pink and tight her hole’s going to be, my massive shaft driving up, hard, hot, deeper, and deeper as her virgin lips part just enough to let me in. I bet her untouched slit is going to grip my cock like a fist made of fire.
“Ryland,” she moans.
“I’m listening,” I tell her, my voice trembling.
“You look like you’re thinking about something else,” she says, her confidence winning over her shyness. “I know what you’re thinking about.”
“I’m listening,” I smirk, waving a hand in a pathetic effort to pretend she isn’t messing with my self-control.
“I want to work with the kids from when they’re young to when they’re college-aged, training them to write from the time they can walk. I have this whole program set up, but it’d be such an expensive thing to do. It’s just a crazy dream, really.”
“It’s done,” I snap.
“What?” she says, flinching.
Each time she moves something shimmers across her responsive body.
I can imagine bending her naked over my knee, commanding her to stick that round voluptuous ass out, and then fingering her tight virgin slit and watching how it makes her breasts and her ass shiver for me.
I almost groan when I remember how she squirted last time, her lips thick and tasty in my mouth. I could’ve sucked on those enflamed lips for weeks.
My cock hurts, it’s so hard. The tip throbs and I feel it getting bigger, pulsing like a solid muscle, the tip tight with the need for a release.
“You’d just pay for that?” she asks.
“We’re going to be together forever,” I growl. “Of course I would.”
