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“Yes, but not with yourniece.”
I cup the nape of her neck and draw her closer to me, murmuring huskily, “Why shouldn’t I have a baby with my niece? You’re the woman I love best in the world. I already want to protect you and keep you close to me forever. Do you think I’ll stand by and watch as another man gets his filthy fucking hands all over my most precious girl?”
She struggles with this. “But what if this tears the family apart? Wouldn’t it be better if I married someone else? I’ve got enough choices.”
I narrow my eyes at her. “I’m not kidding, Zenya. I’ll kill any man who touches you.”
“You don’t own me,” she tells me, grabbing her phone, pulling on her robe, and walking out of the room.
“Oh, yes I do,” I seethe under my breath.
Where the hell does she think she’s going? I pull on my clothes and stalk silently down the carpeted hall until I hear her talking in one of her siblings’ rooms.
“Can I please make an appointment with Doctor Nader? The sooner the better. I can come to his office. He doesn’t need to come to the house.”
I realize what she means to do in a flood of anger. I reach for the door handle and nearly rip it open, but I stop myself and listen carefully instead.
“Five o’clock? Perfect. Thank you.”
I smile darkly to myself.
No, thankyou, princess.
I glance at my watch as I leave without saying goodbye. Five o’clock is in less than two hours’ time, and I know exactly why Zenya’s in such a hurry to see the family doctor.
I won’t stop her from asking Doctor Nader for birth control and Plan B.
But I will stop him from giving it to her. The real ones, anyway.
I stride down the driveway to my car, determined to move every obstacle out of my way until Zenya is finally mine.
It’s time for me to pay a call on the faithful family doctor.
11
Zenya
“Is everything all right, Doctor Nader?”
The dark-haired, bespectacled man is trembling slightly as he fumbles to remove the blood pressure cuff from my arm. Normally he’s warm and welcoming whenever he sees me, the epitome of calm and collected in his white coat, but today there are beads of sweat on his brow and he can’t look me in the eye.
“Your blood pressure is normal, Zenya. There’s nothing to worry about.”
I’m not worried about my blood pressure. I’m worried about his, but what do I know? I’m not a doctor.
“You wanted to discuss your options for birth control. For someone of your age and in your situation, I’d recommend the contraceptive shot as it lasts for three months.”
I blink. I didn’t even know there was a contraceptive shot. “I was thinking of going on the pill.”
“The shot would be better for you.” He runs through risk factors, pros, and cons so fast that I can’t follow him. My brain has been mush since Uncle Kristian left. I can’t stop thinking about the way he coaxed me so sweetly into letting him fuck me hard over my own bathroom vanity. My first proper time with a man and it was…
Wild.
And dangerously addictive. No pain, only the stretch and burn of his monstrously thick cock and the explosive pleasure of him thrusting deeper and deeper inside me. I don’t care what kind of birth control I use as long as I’m protected in case I slip up again. Uncle Kristian is pursuing me hard, and he makes me feel so incredible that I wouldn’t be surprised if I’m on my back with him plunging every inch of himself into me again within twenty-four hours. Thrusting hard. Dragging his thickness back and forth against my inner walls. Pinning me to the bed while he fucks his cum deeper into me, hell-bent on getting me pregnant.
I want to slap his face for groaninggood girlwhile he was buried all the way inside me.
Slap his face, kiss him hard, and beg him to do it again.
