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“You have to believe me. You are everything. You make me smile. I can’t live without you. I’ve never felt whole before you. I want to spend every day waking up with you. Washing dishes and doing all the things I’ve missed my whole life. I’ve never thought of forever with anyone before, but without you in my life, I don’t want another day. Please, baby, marry me. Just say you’ll marry me.”
I should say no. There are a million reasons why this is a bad idea. The timing is bad, it doesn’t make sense right now but I’m not listening to reason because I crumple into the chair, nodding as my heart celebrates.
The ring is on my finger before I can tell Dietrich about the baby. The words lodge in my throat as he pulls me onto him, my legs wrap around his back and I feel the hard muscles as I grab on.
“Where’s a bed? Closest one.”
I point down the hall where Brigid and I have turned my father’s old bedroom into a reading room with a daybed and an old chair we repurposed from a dumpster.
I’m shaking with need as goosebumps form over my skin and his tongue lashes with mine. All the hoping and wishing I’ve done over the last year comes true in that moment.
His fingers tangle in my hair as I cling to him and he presses his body on top of mine on the daybed.
“It’s small.” He grunts as he stands, stripping off his t-shirt and I see the tangle of scars covering his thick torso. “But we’ll make do.”
Buttons pop and ricochet around the room as he rips my shirt open, my pink nursing bra exposed but he’s hell bent on my southern hemisphere.
“Daddy’s missed your taste.” He flips my skirt up, yanking my panties down my legs and driving his tongue deep into my opening as I bite back a scream and release a long overdue orgasm on his new face. “That’s my fucking girl.”
He’s up again, jerking own his zipper and plowing into me without a word. He’s pumping in and out before I have time to steady myself but his thrusts are savage. My breath is driven from my lungs with each beastly drive going deep, deeper, deeper.
He covers my screams with his palm, his hot breath against my ear.
“Daddy’s missed his little girl’s cunt. You’ve kept it safe for me, haven’t you? You’ve not let anyone else touch what’s mine.” He bares his teeth against my jugular as I shake my head wildly back and forth.
“No one. No one ever.”
“Good fucking girl. Your whole life is with me now. Get used to that. You’ll not breathe without me next to you. I’ll feed you and pay for you and give you everything that sweet little heart desires, but you’ll take care of me too, won’t you?”
I nod, his pace wild, the bed knocking off the wall with his manic drives in and out. “Yes, yes…” I manage between being pummeled. “Your cock doesn’t seem to be any worse for wear.”
He releases a low chuckle against my throat. “That’s right. You’ll be sucking and fucking your husband every day from now on.”
He grinds his body into my throbbing nub, his eyes on mine as he slows, rocking his hips in circles as stars flicker in my eyes and I come undone. I scream with satisfaction as his mouth crushes on mine, the hot gush of his release filling me as his hips buck and the apex of our frenzy has me cursing the past and dreaming of the future.
His face looms over mine as I focus, this new man looks like a stranger but feels like home.
He pushes up on his arms. “I neglected these tits for too long.”
The shivering of the milk letting down makes me squirm as Dietrich tugs back the wet cotton and freezes.
“There’s milk coming out of your tits.” He stares for a long moment, his eyes seeing things he missed in his lusty haze. “And you’re bruised. What happened?”
I draw a shaking breath. “Which explanation do you want first?”
His cocks slides out as he collapses onto the bed next to me, pulling me onto his lap, fingers looping around my milk-soaked nipple then tracing the bruises on my forearm.
“Bruises,” he says as his forehead furrows. “Then milk.”
I give him the short version of the loan shark which he takes in with fire in his eyes. Then, it’s time for the big reveal.
I point to my belly, tracing my finger up and down my new tiger stripes and watch realization wash over his hard features.
“Baby? But, you said no one else touched you?”
I shake my head, sitting up as he tugs me onto his lap. “No one touched me but you. Do you have brain damage? You can’t put it together?”
“Mybaby?”
