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I spurt into her with force, cum jetting hard up against the entrance to her womb, as her tight little cunt tugs my cock to perfection. Her limbs twitch and thrash against the ropes that bind her, and I pour into her with each quivering mewl and whimper she gives, loving the way she’s milking me with every spasm.
“That’s it, Kira Corazon Grant, you gorgeous fucking girl. Take it all. All that cum is for you. This is my fucking pussy. You’re the mother ofmyfucking children.”
I give her clit another slow, slippery swirl of my fingers, then I bring my dripping hand to my lips and lick up her spill, moaning softly at how sweet a reward it is, for bringing her pleasure.
She shivers, delighting my cock with little aftershocks, and I trail my fingers over her back, then keep her ass high, as the rest of her melts limply onto the footstool beneath her. She shivers again, and I pull a towel over her like a blanket.
“Got to get you warm and comfortable,” I murmur, looking around for something to help keep my cum inside her. “Got to give you the best chance.” I carefully pull my cock from her depths and watching some of my seed ooze from her fucked and swollen pussy. I push it back in as best I can and press the cool facecloth to her rear. “So fucking pretty, baby.”
I pull her into my arms and cradle her poor little body, her wrists and knees still strapped to the footstool. The thing is like an awkward, unwelcome guest to our private party, and I wish it could disappear, but it has to stay until my father wakes up and releases Kira from her binds.
If the knots aren’t the same… If he knows we’re trying to out-breed him… A chill runs down my spine. It’s a rebellion he won’t take lightly, and the man is unhinged. Who knows what kind of torture he’ll devise as punishment?
I hold my girl close, grateful to have her in my arms despite the circumstances. “Get some rest, Kira.”
“But—”
“Shh.” I rock her spent body in my arms. “I’ll clean up and take care of everything, to make it seem like I was never here. Trust me. I won’t give him reason to suspect. I’ll act exactly as I need to, and you will do the same. We’ll survive this.”
I kiss her head, hoping I’m right.
12
KIRA
Jack grows bored of me by the third night, and I can understand why.
I couldn’t help putting up a fight the first time. He goaded me, poking as many tender nerves as he could, until I snapped and spat at him. He loved every chance I foolishly gave him to assert his dominance, and when he pushed inside, asking how his cock felt in my little cunt, it was a mistake to tell him I’ve had bigger, but I quickly learned to shut my mouth.
I submitted, as I promised Quin I would, and if the decline in aggression is anything to go by, it’s worked. Without an opponent to dominate, the wind goes out of Jack’s sails, and he can barely get his stupid old man dick up, let alone fuck me with it.
His leverage has lost all its intensity, and he seems as resigned as I am during the two minutes he spends trying to impregnate me. It’s a process now. A matter of fulfilling my contractual obligations, so I can go home.
Tonight, he didn’t even bother to tie me down, which is wonderful, because I can rid myself of his scummy semen immediately, to be fresh and ready when Quin arrives.
I don’t know how Quin does it, given the God-awful circumstances, but he’s kept me from losing my love for sexual pleasure. My mind is on him constantly, and the days feel longer than they should when I crave each moment to pass more swiftly, until he’s inside me again. He makes me come every time, and I can’t help but look forward to his visits.
It’s the weirdest notion, to concurrently be a fuck-hole to one man, and a worshipped goddess to another, but I have a clear favorite, and I focus on him, letting my love for him overpower all other thoughts.
I want his baby so badly, and I have maybe two more days of trying before this month’s fertile window closes for me to get it done. But I want him to keep coming to me in the night. Keep waking me with sweet kisses and filthy promises.
I ready myself for him, but I must have fallen asleep while I was waiting, because I wake with him between my legs, lapping at my pussy as his eyes sparkle in the moonlight.
“Hey, future mother of my child,” he whispers, giving me another lick. His grin is obvious even before I click on the lamp.
The swelling around his face has gone down a lot, and apart from his bruises and bandages, he’s almost back to his devilishly handsome self.
“Hey, yourself,” I say with a smile. I spread my legs for him more and take charge of my clit, as he parts my folds to stare at my freshly showered pussy.
“Fuck, it’s good to see you without restraints,” he says with a growl, watching my fingers work a while before burying his face in the juices I make him. He grips my hips, lifts my ass from the bed, and spears his tongue inside me, moaning as he curls it back out. “I’m going to make you come so hard, baby. Then I’m going to fuck this pretty cunt full of cum. Watch my seed bubble out when I make you giggle. I need to hear your laugh. It’s been too fucking long.”
He kisses my pussy so passionately, my mouth gets jealous.
I pull him up by his hair, to get some of that action, but he frowns at me. “Let go. I’m busy.”
I counter his stern gaze. “Too busy to kiss me?”
“Fuckno.” He launches upward and seals his mouth over mine, until all I can taste is the enthusiastic love he has for my pussy. I adore his tongue down there, too, which is why his beard is so damn covered in my arousal. He smears it over my face, and I’m sure it’s intentional.
