Page 28 of His Innocent Mate


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She shrugs. “So?”

“What if you get pregnant?”

“I already am, silly. Why do you think I let you fuck me?”

Her words hit me like a sharp slap to the face.

“This isn’t a big deal. I’ll come back when I can sneak away.”

“But I love you, Amber…”

“That was your first mistake. I’m not a good girl, Brock. Never was, never will be.” She rubs her belly. “Good girls get all the love, but bad girls get full bellies. Be happy for me.”

“What’s wrong?”Lyra asks.

My mind returns to the present. “Huh?”

“You stopped talking. It was like you were somewhere else.”

Lyra isn’t the girl I thought she was. The sweet innocent thing that needs protection. She’s just like Amber.

I pray I’m wrong, but the hungry look in her eyes tells me what I need to know.

“I’ll give you what you want, but once we cross that line, there’s no going back,” I warn.

“Good.”

She asked for it.

I grab her by the wrist and pull her onto my lap.

“Hey!” she cries, but this time, I don’t let her pull her arm away.

“I’m going to own your pretty little cunt, Lyra, and when I’m done with you, you’re going to wish we’d never met.”

I shove everything off the table and spin Lyra around so that her back is to me.

“This is what bad girls get,” I growl as I rip her panties down and push her over the smooth surface.

I expect her to fight me, but instead, she wiggles her rear, inviting me to take her.

“Don’t think for one goddamn minute that you’re going to like what I’m about to do to you.”

I bring my cock to her tight little pussy, pushing my way through impossibly tight walls, showing no mercy as I push deeper and deeper, until I’m fully seated.

Lyra gasps, her fingers digging into the table.

“Look at you, taking it like the filthy little whore you are,” I snarl, driving into her again and again with punishing thrusts. As she grows used to the hostile invasion, her body relaxes, her struggles replaced with sinful moans.

God help me, she loves it.

“It’s just sex,Brock. There’s nothing else between Easton and me.”

“It’s never just sex.”

“For me, it is!”

Amber pulls off her shirt, revealing a flower-patterned bra, and shakes her giant tits. They never used to move like they do now, and I can only guess that it’s because they’re full of milk.

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