“This. Is. My. Pussy! Don’t you ever give it away,” I said as I punished her with every stroke.
“Jacob…” she said, holding tight around my waist as I continued to pound into her. “Mmmm, Jacob! Ugh…ugh! Oh Jacob!”
“Do. You. Understand. Me?” I asked, allowing my dick to oblige her with the conversation she wanted to have so badly.
“Yes, I understand,” she said as her hips grinded against me, meeting every thrust with precision. She moaned against my lips as our pelvises connected over and over. I picked up speed and banged against her scorching flesh, causing an exorbitant amount of pleasure with each thrust.
From the sound of her moans filling the air, I was getting my point across that she belonged to me. I pummeled into her over and over to reiterate that fact. I didn’t plan to release her from this intense sexual pleasure until she understood the love I had for her. But when her walls tightened around my cock, I was undone.
Her body began to shake beneath me as my hot cum gushed into her canal. Moments later, her powerful release squirted onto the bed.
“Oh Jacob!! I’m yours forever,” she said as I crashed down on the bed beside her and pulled her close. I was never letting her go again.
“You are mine,” I said, looking into her brown eyes before claiming her lips.
“I’m scared,” she said as our lips parted.
“You don’t have any reason to be scared, any longer. I’m here.”
“I have to get some rest,” she said turning away from me in an attempt to hide the tears building in her eyes. I kissed the top of her head, breathing in her scent.
“I’m with you from this day forward, Destiny. I’m going to make this up to you.”
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Destiny
We Belong Together
I finally fell into a deep slumber with Jacob holding me tight in his arms. The many thoughts that were floating through my mind carried over into my dreams. I dreamed that I was back at Jacob’s house. I woke up to the sound of him calling Justine’s name. He told me his nightmare about Justine and I told him that everything was going to be okay. In my dream, instead of him leaving to go to Miami, we talked about how he felt, made love and went back to sleep.
The dream continued. In
stead of waking up in the hospital the morning after the incident, I was still in Jacob’s bed. I was his breakfast in bed. His lips trailed kisses along my inner thigh and I smiled when I thought about how lovely the morning after my engagement was.
Then, I was transported to reality in the dream. The butt of a gun struck me over and over in the head, bringing me to the emergency room. I was rushed into the hospital with two paramedics at either side of my gurney.
“Continue the bag valve, until we can get her intubated,” Dr. Searcy said in my dream. The emergency team rushed me into the first trauma room. I heard Montie’s voice as he entered the room. He held and kissed my hand, saying, “Everything I did in our marriage, I did for us. I love you, Destiny.” I felt our connection as I laid there dreaming and fighting to enter back into the conscious realm.
I squeezed Montie’s hand in my dream just as I’d done in the hospital. I wished I could verbalize how I felt in that moment. I loved him too. I loved him, because I knew that if I left the world he would be the one to love and provide for our children.
Then, my dream skipped forward to the night Montie and I made love. The fire that moved between us had been relentless. I closed my eyes and trembled when Montie climbed up my body and growled with the ferocity of a lion. “Get up on all fours!” I heard Jacob say causing me to look up and see that Montie had transformed into a very alpha Jacob, who was issuing sexual commands.
“If you’re going to be talking to me like that, you can go,” I said, getting up and getting out of the bed. “Turn your ass around,” Jacob said, throwing me down onto the bed and shoving himself inside of me.
“This is my pussy!” Jacob said in my dream, holding onto my waist and pulling me to him as he thrust inside of me. “You are mine!” Montie said, slamming inside of me. The dream went on forever with the man transforming from Montie to Jacob – both ravishing me relentlessly.
I felt conflicted as the voices continued to fluctuate between Montie’s to Jacob’s. Montie should not have been in my dreams, but I’d allowed him in my system when I slept with him. My dream represented my life. Montie and Jacob were both ravishing me to a point of exhaustion.
I awakened in a deep sweat, breathing erratic. I got up and went to the kitchen to get a cup of water. I had to be in court by ten o’clock to confront Justine. The sad thing was that I didn’t think I could sleep another wink as I walked back into my bedroom and stood beside the bed. Jacob was sleeping peacefully, while I had so much on my mind.
The next morning, I walked into the living room and Jacob was sitting on the sofa, fully dressed. “You tossed and turned all night,” he said when I walked into the room.
“I know.”
“And you called his name.”
I ignored his statement and sat down on the chair next to the sofa. “We have a lot to discuss, since not much talking happened last night. Don’t think having sex changed anything.”