Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
“No,” I order, and she stills. “You’ve kept this from me, and I won’t be denied.”
Her pussy clenches around my pulsing cock, and she touches my face. “I’m sorry.”
“All you have to do is spread your legs and take it,” I say as I raise her hips and then slowly lower her back down. “That’s it, be my good girl, Ella.”
“It’s so deep.” She bites her bottom lip, and I see something flash across her eyes before it’s gone. Is she worried?
“It’s been too long. I can’t go easy on you.” My thrusts speed up, and she moans when I grind against her clit. “You can’t ask me to stop, not now. And I’m not pulling out.”
I feel the corner of my lips turn up when she clenches around me. She wants me to do it.
“Not too hard.” Her voice is shaky, and she’s close to cumming again. She tells me this but spreads her thighs and arches her back so that I can get deeper.
“No, Ella,” I order as I pin her to the door. “You’ll take it. For me.”
“B-but…” Her pussy squeezes me tight as she gasps, and I thrust all the way inside one last time. “The baby.”
Her words slowly register as we start to cum at the same time. The more my cock pulses my release in her womb, the more that one word sinks in.
Baby. Baby. Baby.
My eyes are locked on hers as my heart races so quickly I’m worried it’s going to burst through my chest. That little look of worry is back, but it doesn’t fade this time, so I bend down to kiss her.
“Now you’re truly mine,” I say against her lips.
“You’re not upset?” There’s nervousness in her voice, and I shake my head before I bury it in her neck.
“How could I be upset at the thing I want most in the world?” My cock somehow grows bigger inside of her, and I gently thrust through the mess we’ve made. When I look in her eyes, I see tears begin to form, and I use my thumb to wipe them away.
“I was so worried,” she sniffs, and I shake my head.
“You never have to worry again, Ella.”
As much as I mean the words, at that moment I didn’t realize how hard I would have to fight to make them true.
Chapter Thirteen
ELLA
I rest my head against Leo’s shoulder while he keeps a tight hold on me. It’s soothing but worrisome too. I never dreamed when I found him again that he’d be happy about me being pregnant. I wasn’t sure what his reaction would be, but I was also going to wait until I was further along to tell him. Thankfully, he seems happy because it’s already going to be complicated enough with my stepbrothers and the will.
“Relax,” he says softly, noticing I’ve tensed up.
His hand runs up my back and under my sweatshirt. It’s the only thing I still have on while he's fully dressed. Twice we’ve been together, and we still haven’t managed to get all our clothes off.
Leo’s cock is still inside me as I straddle him, and I’m wondering how he’s still hard. I felt him cum inside of me when I all but blurted out that I was pregnant.
“It isn’t that easy, Prince,” I tell him, though I wish it was. My eyes have adjusted more to the dim light so when I look up, our eyes meet.
“This feels more than easy.” He brushes his mouth across mine. “It’s a perfect fit.”
I smile against his lips because he’s not wrong. When he touches me, I melt into him, and I can’t think straight. But for the moment, I have to get it together.
“No one can know about us,” I tell him, and his body stiffens. Now who’s the one not relaxing?
“Why?” he asks while his grip tightens.
“I have to breathe,” I squeak, and he grunts before loosening his hold.
“I’m not hiding you, and I think you’ve done enough hiding of yourself.”
He grabs my hips and easily lifts me off his cock. My internal walls clench for him even though he’s not there, but he puts me on my feet, and my oversized sweatshirt falls down to cover my sex. Leo watched his release run down my thighs as he stuffs his cock back into his pants and then stands up.
“You don’t understand,” I plead and go in search of my leggings.
Before I can take a step, Prince grabs me and pins me to the wall. I place my hand on his chest to shove him back, but I can’t bring myself to do it. Instead, my fingers grip his shirt, not wanting to let go.
“You don’t understand. You’re pregnant with my baby. That makes you mine.” His words send a thrill through my body, but my brain is fighting it.