Bred by the Billionaire

Her cream soaked his length, and he groaned. The pleasure began to build, and his grip on her hips tightened to the point that he knew he’d leave bruises.

Tobias growled her name as his orgasm spilled from him, filling her tight pussy. He didn’t let her go, pressing kisses to her neck and shoulder as the pleasure continued until it finally ebbed away, but he didn’t let her go. They collapsed on the bed, and he moved so he didn’t hurt her, but with his cock still deeply inside her.

“I never get tired of you doing that,” she said, her ass wriggling against him.

He chuckled. Taking hold of her hands, he kissed her neck, and he couldn’t think of a more perfect time.

“Marry me.”

She tensed up and turned her head suddenly. “What?”

He stared into her pretty eyes, and a deep calm settled over him. She was the love of his life. “I want you to marry me. I know I’m a bastard, and I don’t deserve you, but I love you more than anything else in the world. I want you to be my wife.”

“But … the heir—”

“I don’t give a fuck about an heir or getting you pregnant.” He cupped her face. “It’s you I love. This isn’t about anything other than letting the world know that you’re mine. I don’t want to hide you like some dirty fucking secret. I love you, Adora Garcia, daughter of a cleaner, father unknown.” He gave her a wink, which made her smile. “I want the world to know that you’re my wife. That you picked me, and that one day, you will be the mother of my children. I won’t hurt you. I can guarantee I’ll piss you off.”

“You’re a man. It’s in your DNA.”

He kissed her lips.

“Your parents?”

“They don’t matter, and won’t matter. It’s just us, baby. You and me.” He pulled out of her pussy, and grabbed the ring he’d stored in his bedroom. When he turned toward her, he saw his cum spilling from the lips of her pussy.

Stay focused.

Moving to where her hand was, he slid the ring onto her finger. The perfect fit.

“What do you say?” he asked.

The smile on her face told him all he needed to know.

****

Adora held her books close to her chest and couldn’t wipe the smile from her face. She and Tobias were going to get married, and she had the best news for him as well. Standing at the edge of campus, she took a deep breath, and couldn’t believe how lucky she’d gotten.

Her mother was finally moving on, and had admitted to her that she was in love with this new man of hers.

Tucking some hair behind her ear, she waited for Tobias to come and pick her up.

“Adora?”

She turned toward the sound of her name being called, and was shocked to see her father, her real father, approaching her. Tobias said he’d handled him, but he kept trying to get in touch with her. Turning toward him, she watched as William Hamilton approached.

“What do you want?” she asked.

“I’ve … spoken to your mother,” he said.

“My mom spoke to you?”

“Yes.”

“Wow.” She pushed some hair off her face, feeling a little nervous about being near him. “What did she say?”

“She gave me a piece of her mind, which was long overdue. She’s also moved on.”

“You broke her heart. Why are you here?”

“I wanted … you know it’s easier not knowing about you than it is to know about you. Since Tobias paid me a visit I just … I want to make things right with you.”

She stared at William, and felt nothing. “You don’t owe me anything. I don’t want anything.”

“Are you in love with Tobias, or is this something else?”

“Are you asking me if I’m a gold-digger?” She snorted.

“No, no. The Bennetts—”

“Are not your concern,” Tobias said.

She felt his hands on her shoulders and closed her eyes as the comfort of his touch surrounded her.

“What are you doing here?” Tobias asked. “I told you to stay away from her.”

“I was just making sure…”

“I don’t need you to pretend to take care of me. My mom doesn’t want you, and I don’t want you in my life.”

“You heard my fiancée, Hamilton. This is the last time, understand? You come near her, and I’ll make sure everyone knows what a lying, cheating, bastard you really are.”

William nodded, and she watched as he left.

Turning in Tobias’s arms, he cupped her face, and she kissed him back. “I missed you,” she said.

He took her books, and they walked hand in hand toward his car. “I’m sorry I was late. A meeting ran over.”

She leaned against the car, and smiled at her. “Don’t worry about it.” She twirled the ring on her finger, and bit her lip. “There’s something I want to tell you actually.”