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She’s begging, and I can never refuse her needs. My rock-hard cock is more than happy to oblige.
I roll us to the edge of the bed ‘till she is straddling my lap. My palms slide under her firm ass, supporting her weight as I stand from the bed. I don’t take us far, just to the wall the bed rests against. Pressing her toned body against the cold, smooth surface, Josephine gasps and arcs her back up, thrusting her teardrop breasts into my face.
“I love your tits.” I bury my face between her cleavage and piston my pussy-greedy dick further inside of her.
Wanting to see how my Pixie responds, I lift my face to her and watch as her eyes roll into the back of her head.
“Baby, look at me,” I command. I need her full attention.
Josephine opens her eyes, dark blue with desire.
I lean into her, giving her no choice but to look directly at me. “You’re mine, Pixie. I love you so fucking much.”
Josephine gifts me with a dazzling smile. “I love you, too. Now fuck me,Atlas.”
Whoa!Hearing her call me by my club name usually annoys me because I like it when she calls me by my birth name. It’s only for her. But hearing her say Atlas right now, it’s smoking hot.
We’re Atlas and Pixie—ride or die.
“Oh, I’ll fuck you all right. You won’t be able to walk straight tomorrow,” I promise, driving myself deeper.
Several minutes of manic ramming and grunting sends us both teetering closer to the edge. Josephine’s nails drag up my back into my hair, yanking slightly against my scalp.Hot damn, I love it when she gets rough. I groan, my eyes rolling to the back of my head.
“M—Maceo. I’m close,” she whimpers.
Thank God, because I can’t hold on much longer. “Let go, baby. I got you.”
My permission is all she needs to trigger her release. And like before, her release gives birth to my own. I pump her full, and she sucks it deep, making my heart skip a beat.
This is really happening and it’s all because this beautiful, wild woman loves me and I love her.
I brush her hair from her damp face and kiss her with no intention of ever stopping.
* * *
I just pumped a couple babies in my woman’s womb. I know it—I feel it deep in my bones, deep in my marrow, deep in my soul.
Josephine is carrying my children. Mine!
I look down at my Pixie sprawled across my chest, drooling slightly, and I smile. I certainly fucked her into a coma.
We went at each other until sunrise before crashing. I’ve been lying here wide awake since, running my hand along her spine. The only noise is Hades snoring in the corner, dead to the world.
A part of me wants to scream from the rooftop that I’m going to be a father, but for my own safety, I’m keeping my mouth shut.
Josephine was pretty insistent on waiting until after we got married, suggesting we wait ‘till we’re moved into our new home. That was never my game plan, but even I wasn’t anticipating getting her knocked up this soon. I mean, I wanted to, but I didn’t dare mention it.
There’s no way to undo what happened between us last night, and there’s no reason to mention it to Josephine and make her sick with worry about getting everything done in time before our twins’ arrivals.
Twins. We’re going to have twins.
Will we have all boys, or girls, or one of each? Will they be tall like me? Will they have their mother’s beautiful eyes? I honestly don’t care. As long as they’re healthy, I’ll be happy.
I breathe in deep, inhaling my woman’s pheromone, still clinging to her. It’s dimed some from wear and tear, but it’s still potent. I’m definitely going to make her shower before I let her out of the suite.
It’s bad enough knowing all my brothers were lusting after her yesterday—I won’t be able to tolerate seeing it in action. There’s only one man who disrespected her yesterday, and I will be taking care of him.
Who the fuck does he think he is? Forcing himself on my woman!
