Forever, стр. 63

He chuckles, but dives in deeper. I’d been so worried about how he would take the news. I fucked up royally. I grew up in this backward town.

Our school didn’t believe in sex education. Everything I know about sex I learned from Misty. Honestly, sometimes I think she made up half of what she told me. Being that we both managed to get pregnant, I’m guessing I’m right there.

Owen has been my only real teacher, the true master of this body. That’s proven as he laps at me with his tongue. I thrust my head back and forth against the door.

I try to pull my hips back, but he follows with his mouth. While he plants a hand on the door behind me and bobs his head into me, with his other hand he grips a tight hold of my waist.

The feel of his beard has my eyes rolling in my head. “Owen, I can’t take it,” I plead.

“Mm hmm,” he moans in response. I tighten my grip and my toes curl.

I start to slide down the door as I come and seriously fall apart. He moves his arm from the door to wrap it beneath my ass and stands with me in his arms. He turns and I think he’s going to walk us to the bed, but he doesn’t.

I hear the clink of his belt as it releases. I’m in a dreamlike state, with my face buried in his neck. I inhale lightly and take in his scent. It’s home. I smile and flick my tongue against his skin.

My smile turns into an open mouthed, silent scream as he adjusts me and thrusts into me right where we stand. His arms cradle me in the air as he bounces me on his thick erection, while thrusting up into me at the same time. I quickly lock my legs around his back and wiggle my hips as best I can.

“You like dripping down my balls,” he says huskily against my neck.

“Yes,” I keen.

He kisses the side of my face and my juices that are soaking his beard wet my skin. “I love you,” he breathes. “You’re the only woman I’ve ever loved.”

“Oh, God, Owen, I love you too.”

“You sure, baby? Cause this motherfucker comes with a lot. You ready for that? You ready for me to make you my old lady, baby girl?” he says in my ear through his labored breath.

His thrusts are mind numbing, so it takes me a few minutes to reply. I nod my head, but he nips my ear, silently letting me know he wants more confirmation than that. “Yes, I’m sure,” I moan as he dips his knees and increases his thrusts. “I’m ready.”

“That’s what I thought,” he says against my neck. He sucks my skin into his mouth. I claw my nail across the back of his neck. “Fuck, baby. So damn good. I’m going to be just as good to you as this pussy is to me.”

“I don’t think anything can be as good as your dick,” I purr.

He chuckles and groans. “Damn, you let me come in this pretty little pussy. Now you’re having my baby. Do you know how much that turns me on?” he says against my lips.

I shake my head, letting his lips brush mine. “No, please show me.”

He takes my mouth hard and starts to move us toward the bed. He pulls me off his length and gently places me on the bed, using my thighs he pulls me to the edge of the mattress. Hovering over me, he enters me again, with my legs over his shoulder.

Yup, he shows me all right. I black out by my third orgasm. If we were supposed to be hiding our relationship, it’s no secret by the time Owen finishes serving me love, life, and air. I breathe him for the night.

Owen

I’m going to be a father. I can’t stop smiling into the darkness of Eva’s bedroom. A part of me knows I’ve been subconsciously wanting this.

My first taste of Eva was like a drug. I knew then I wouldn’t be able to break away from her. Now, I have so many reasons to hold on to her. I love her and she’s having my baby.

You would think all that would make me a saner man. Not really, the Lost Soul in me has become thirsty for blood. The blood that will ensure my woman and child’s safety.

My smile is, in part, for the death I plan to deal out. I didn’t start this, but I plan to finish it. I swear by that. I laugh when Eva puffs her lips out in her sleep. I lean to peck them.

I plan to be the husband and father my old man never was. My mind wonders to Cage. I would love to have a son and be the father he was to so many of us.

I sigh when I think of my brother. I hurt King. That shit ain’t sitting right with me. It’s one of the reasons I’m still lying here awake after fucking Eva to sleep.

I think of a million ways I could have done this better. None of it counts now. I wronged my brother and I still owe him his right.

I kiss Eva’s forehead and slip from her hold. She grumbles in her sleep and makes the cutest face. I lean over the bed to plant one more kiss on her lips.

Tugging my jeans and T-shirt back on, I head over to the door to be a man. If I have a son, I want him to always honor his commitments and his word. So, it all starts with me.