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“It hurts. Liam.” She is pushing my shoulders, but her pussy is trying to squeeze our firstborn from my cock. I move back and forth from one nipple to the next and rub my thumb against her clit. When her cries become pleas, I know it is ok to move. “Fucking hell, angel. I am going to live in this pussy, baby. You will be lucky if I let you out of this bed without needing a wheelchair.” Pulling all the way out, I slam back into her and swallow her screams as she thrashes underneath me, scratching my back, telling me how good it feels. “Shit, angel. I am inside of you bare, nothing between us, Orla, and you know what, I am going to fucking jizz my kid into your womb.” Her pussy suffocates my cock when I say the words, and I know she loves the idea. “You like the idea of being swollen with my baby, tied to me no matter where I am, knowing I am always coming back to you.” I kiss her, stopping any protest as I fuck her like a madman. The idea I just presented now is my endgame.

“So good, Liam. It feels so good. Please.” My hands and mouth are all over her body, sucking and biting, leaving my mark, showing every unworthy dick in the vicinity that she has been claimed. My balls are full and aching, telling me they are about to erupt, but I need her to come with me, soften her womb, so my seed grows. I lean back and look into her eyes, and like a fucking asteroid, my heart is hit with what I am holding in my hands. She is it. She is the one I was convinced didn’t exist. I don’t think anymore; I simply feel.

“I love you, angel.” Her eyes widen, and she looks at me stunned and dazed, still in the throes of chasing her orgasms, especially since my hips have not stopped taking her like a warrior home from battle. I see the doubt, so I tell her again in between kissing her. “I love you, Orla. It's true. I never believed in love at first sight, but then..” She grabs my face and kisses me, stopping my next words with words of her own.

“I love you too, Liam.” It seems that was what we both needed. We come together, shouts and cries of completion mingling between us. I fall to the side of her, making sure not to crush her. I pull her into my arms and hold her like I don’t want to let go because I don’t.

“Fuck.” Sitting straight up, I look at my phone and see it is nine in the morning. I don’t need to get up to know she is gone. The pit in my stomach is bigger and filled with tar. The weight of her not being in my arms when I woke up is heavy and daunting. Getting out of bed, I go into the bathrooms and wash up. Looking in the mirror, I curse myself for not making her understand that even though I am supposed to get on a plane tomorrow, I am coming back, and we are going to figure this out.

Making sure I have everything, I check out of the hotel and drive to my parents’ house for the last night. Using my key, I walk in and find the house empty. Tossing them on the counter, I fix myself some eggs and sit at the counter. Almost immediately, my phone rings. Looking at the screen, I see it is my sister. “Aisling, what the hell? We have been trying to reach you.” I know I shouldn’t fuss at her, but it is fucking not okay for her not to get back to us.

“Liam, I think I am in trouble.” Now she has my attention.

“What’s wrong?”

“My boss, I don’t…he is not who I thought he was. He is…I don’t know…I might need a lawyer.” A lawyer. What the fuck?

“Aisling, tell me what the fuck is going on. You know if you call Cillian, he will be on the next flight. What do you need?” She says nothing, and then I hear something muffled and what sounds like a man. I go rigid, thinking it could be her boss. The idea that my baby sister is in danger is not something that crossed my mind. “Aisling?” I hear a man call her ‘precious,’ and it doesn't sit well.

“Hello.” An unfamiliar voice says.

“Who the fuck are you?” Why does he have her phone? “Where the hell is my sister?”

“My name is Jozef Wojick, and Aisling is safe with me. She will contact you when I get her to safety.” Then the motherfucker hangs up on me. I try calling her back, but her phone is turned off. Shit. I dial my brother's phone.

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