Page 43 of The Widower's Peak


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I scramble to get there and into the position he wants me in. I love that he’s mad and he’s going to take it out on me. As soon as I feel him behind me, I drop down to my chest and arch my back as much as I can for him. His hands smack against my ass and I yelp, but he doesn’t let me wiggle away even an inch. He grabs my thighs and pushes into me slowly.

“I’m not going to take it easy on you just because you look so pretty like this. I’m mad as hell and you’re offering yourself up to me so perfectly.” Knox’s fingers follow my spine from the nape of my neck to my tailbone. His hand swats against my ass again and the tingling makes me wiggle. I’m being punished but is it really a punishment when it feelsso good?He pulls out and slams back into me so hard it’s almost painful. “Yeah, right now I’ve got to remind you who you belong to.”

“You,” I moan, pushing back against him as he finds his punishing pace. “It’s you. I’m yours.”

“That’s right. Mine only.” He bends over my back so his mouth is at my ear. One of his arms lays on top of mine and he threads his fingers through mine. The other hand slides down between my legs where he violently rubs at my clit. It pushes me over the cliff immediately and I spasm around him, trying to snap my legs closed. “Don’t close those legs. This pussy belongs to me, right?”

“Yes,” I cry, unable to come down because he won’t stop hitting all the nerves through my body.

“And I get to use it how I want. Right?”

“Yes.” Now I can’t beg like I want to.

“Come for me.”

“I am! I haven’t stopped!”

He chuckles into my ear. “That’s right. Can’t even stop coming for me. So pretty.” Knox pushes some of my hair over the back of my head and kisses my cheek. “If you talk to him again, I won’tletyou come. If you think this is bad, imagine me getting you close…” He removes his hand from my clit and stops pumping his hips.

I whine and try to push back, but he grabs my hip with his slick fingers and holds me still.

“... and stopping.”

“Please,” I beg, wiggling and reaching down between my own legs.

He pulls my hand away and pushes it above my head so he can block me from moving it by wrapping both our hands around it. His free hand goes back to my clit and pushes me up to the edge just before pulling away and I shout my frustration. “That’s it, baby girl. It makes you crazy doesn’t it? How long do you think you’d last like that? Minutes? Hours? Time becomes irrelevant in hell.”

“Please. I’ll be good,” I whimper. “I’ll be a good girl. I’ll block his number. Delete his number. I’ll be good for you.”

He drops my phone down in front of my face. “Delete him and I’ll let you come.”

I’m shaking all over and it takes forever, but I block David’s number and delete his contact, earning me a few thrusts.

“Delete the history. Call history, texts, anything that has him in it.”

I’m close to erasing the entire phone, but I just clear the call log and delete the text thread between David and I that I haven’t responded to in two months.

Knox groans and fucks into me, playing with my clit and finally making me come. “That’s it, baby.” He pulls out and shoots cum onto my ass cheeks and it drips down my back. I can tell the anger has faded when he gets a cloth wet in the sink and wipes it over my back gently, cleaning up all the remnants.

He tilts me up against him and kisses my lips. “You did good, baby. I’m a possessive bastard, I know.”

“I like it.” I like the way it makes me feel to beownedby him. We haven’t talked about anything officially. No talk of ol’ lady-hood or… anything else. I’m not surprised he hasn’t considered marrying me. His wife’s not even been in the ground a year. That should probably bother me since he just coated me in his semen, but I love him. He may not be ready to say it to me, but I know the truth.

“Nellie,” Knox sings, waking me from my beauty sleep. “Wake up. You get to go back to work today.”

It’s another step in his progress, and he’s very excited. Pres knows that I’m the only one in the house Knox cares enough about to not hurt. He’s been doing amazing at staying sober and staying out of fights, but there’s always a part of me, and of him too I think, that worries if that will change. So, Pres putting me back to work is a big step for all of us. We’ve reached a place of trust between the three of us, and I’m happy.

Even while I’m scared shitless to be away in case something happens, and also sad I won’t be around for Maya to grab my hand and press it to her belly every time the baby moves. She’s been refusing to tell anyone what the gender is, or if she even knows it, which is frustrating, but she’s so excited that it’s hard to argue with her.

“Are younervous?” Knox asks, tickling my sides and I squeal, wiggling away from him and off the bed.

“I have never once been nervous, Knox. I will be fine. Areyounervous?”

Knox’s brows pull together over his eyes. “You’re going to do great. Why would I be nervous?”

Chapter Twenty-one

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