Page 106 of Fractured Vows


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“I’m not finished,” I growl. “If youeverdo something so fucking stupid again. If you disappear and I can’t find you. If you decide to leave the city without telling me. If you even think about doing any of those things, I will not hesitate to cuff you to this bed and leave you here until I’m sure you’re not going to do it again. I will deny every single orgasm except for the ones I ruin. I will spank you every night before you go to sleep and every morning when you wake up. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” she whispers.

“Good.” I push myself up onto my heels and carefully lift her legs forward, pressing them to her chest, enjoying the view the spreader bar allows me as I reach into the bedside table.

The second her eyes lock on the bottle of lube in my hand, her breath stutters in her chest, and fear creeps into her gaze.

Without a word, I tear her panties from her body, getting a little bit too much enjoyment out of the way the delicate fabric falls from her body.

“Doc,” she snaps. “It’s a matching set.”

I smirk and reach back into the bedside table and produce a pocketknife. Isla opens her mouth to warn me off, but I quickly cut the front of the bra, watching as her tits spill out as the lace parts. “Problem solved.”

She stares at me in surprise, her mouth agape, but there’s a smile playing on her lips. She should hardly be surprised by it at this point given how many pairs of her underwear I’ve ruined in the last two months.

I notch my cock at her entrance, her pussy a siren’s call I can’t deny, even if I have greater plans for her tonight.

“Doc,” she whines.

“I’ve got you, spitfire.” I press forward slowly. The groan that escapes my throat is barely human, and her walls clench around me, pulling me in deeper. “Fuck, Isla. Your pussy is fucking perfection.”

She tugs at the cuffs around her wrists, but they hold her in place right where I want her.

I reach up beside her head and flick the cap off the lube, never slowing my thrusts as I pump in and out of her. I’m too fucking tempted to come right now, to fill her pussy with thick ropes of cum over and over again until there’s no way it won’t take root. It’s only a matter of time before she’s pregnant, but I’m impatient.

I need to see her swell with my child.

Before I can change my mind, I squirt some of the lube onto my fingers and drop my hand beneath us. The moment I touch her puckered hole, her hips shift, trying to escape the intrusion.

“Stay still, Isla. You and I both know you’re going to love this.”

I slip a single finger past her tight ring, and we let out a mutual moan as her pussy clamps down around me.

Oh yeah, she’s going to fucking love having my cock in her ass.

“Fuck,” she moans.

“Your pussy is milking me so hard, baby,” I groan as I pull my finger free and press a second in beside it, stretching her further.

“Doc, please.”

“Please, what, Isla? Do you want me to fuck you harder? Do you want another finger? Or do you want my cock in your ass?”

“Yes, oh fuck. Yes. Just don’t stop.” Her eyes squeeze shut, and I slap a hand down on her thigh, making her pop them open again.

“Keep those pretty eyes on me, spitfire.”

I drop my free hand to her pussy and start circling her clit, dragging her closer to the edge. I need her pliant when it’s time to fuck her ass, and an orgasm is the best way to loosen her up.

She tugs at the cuffs at her wrists again and I’m tempted to free her, but there’s something about having my spitfire at my mercy that makes fucking her that much better.

Her cunt clamps down on my cock, her walls fluttering as she careens toward her release. Part of me wants to drag this out, to make her wait for her pleasure as penance for what she put me through, but I’m too far gone. I need to fuck her pretty little ass too badly to think about dragging this out longer than I need to, and if I’m honest, if I stay in her pussy too much longer, I’m going to blow my load and ruin the whole plan.

“Are you going to come for me, Isla?” I grunt, applying more pressure to her clit and watching as her body trembles beneath my touch.

“Yes, please, Doc. Please make me come.”

“You beg so pretty for me, spitfire.”

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