Stolen Desire

The place I had ready for us was almost prepared, though, so all I had to do was add the new babies into the equation. I’m gonna have to hit the net to gather some information about everything I’m gonna need.

As I laid next to her with my hands beneath my head, listening to her gently snore, I plotted and planned my next move in my head. I looked over at her, hardly catching a glimpse of her face since she was sleeping on her side with her back turned to me.

I had that one momentary doubt about whether or not I was doing the right thing, but I tamped it down and put it away. She’s mine; I own the right to claim her, no matter how, when, or fucking where. Everyone should’ve known I’d come to collect one day, including her.

And now that she’s carrying my children, I dare anyone to even try to get in my way. I played with her tummy one last time before nudging her awake. I wonder if she ever stopped to question why it is that she’d found it so easy to be at ease with me since my return.

Did she sense the familiarity between us? Maybe on some subconscious level, she does, and that’s why she’d reacted so differently. Perhaps somewhere in the back of her mind, she’d sensed that I’d come back for her.

She came awake with a moan. “Umm.” She stretched, and it took her a few seconds to remember the night. The first thing she did was reach for me, which made the smile grow wider on my face.

I took her hand and led it to my lips since her eyes were still covered. “I have to go, sweetheart.” She sat up and reached out to me, and I pulled her into my arms. “Don’t go!” Her voice was soft and low, but the words exploded in my chest and filled my heart with glee.

“I’ll be back soon, I promise.” Leave it to my sweet baby to beg the man who’d climbed through her bedroom window and taken her innocence to stay. So sweetly naïve. That’s one of the reasons I had to leave, why I joined up when she turned sixteen. That and the fact that it was becoming damn near impossible to keep my hands off her.

I wanted to give her time to grow up a little before settling down with me and the life I had planned out for us. I never expected her to run away, though, and for me to have to come hunting her down.

Chapter 13

She stood in front of the little bathroom mirror after he left, her body so languid and replete with his loving. She could see that the circles beneath her eyes were already beginning to fade because she’d been able to sleep in his arms better than she had in the past six months.

She was torn between missing him and questioning her own sanity. Why was she so drawn to someone who’d taken advantage of her? Why is it that she’d never gone to the police? At first, she told herself it was because he’d said he’d be watching her, but now she’s not so sure.

Her face heated once again when she remembered begging him to stay. The first time he’d told her he would be back soon, but she must’ve looked pitiful with her pouty bottom lip sticking out because he’d grinned and sucked that lip into his mouth.

“Don’t make this any harder for me, baby. I have to go.” She’d wrapped her arms around his neck and clung no longer worrying about how it made her look. She was having his babies after all, and besides, she’d long come to terms with the fact that he hadn’t hurt her that night. That, in fact, he’d been rather gentle with her.

Jamie

I stood in the mirror, running the tip of my finger over the marks he’d left on me that last time; they are a lot. It’s as if my asking him to stay had unleashed something in him because when he took me that last time, he’d forgot to be careful.

I can still feel the sweet pressure of his large cock knocking against the tight walls of my pussy, still, hear the sexy noises he made as he moved in and out of me. And the way he clutched me to him, so tight I could feel his heartbeat against my chest.

I squeezed my legs together to stop the flow of him leaking out of me. This is how I know I’m sick because I don’t want his seed to leak out of me, don’t want to lose that last part of him, the only part he’d left behind except for his children.

My hand played over my tummy now as I turned from side to side. Those love bites he’d placed all over my shoulders and back as he fucked me from behind were showing vividly, catching up to the ones he’d placed between my bountiful breasts, which he couldn’t seem to get enough of.