Vegas, Baby - Volume 2

I grasped her hips and picked her up, positioning her over my cock. “You just can’t resist putting me places, can you?” she quipped in a breathy tone.

I grinned. “Nope. That way, you’re always right where I want you.” Then I dropped her down and thrust up into her waiting heat.

We both cried out at the rush of pleasure from the snug fit. My hips began to buck up as she bounced wildly on my dick. “Fuck, yeah,” I groaned.

“Maddox…” Ariel moaned. “Yes…”

Her shirt was still on, and that just wasn’t working for me, so I ripped it over her head. Then I shoved the cups of her bra down so her tits spilled over. When I wrapped my lips around one stiff peak, her inner muscles spasmed.

It was a quick, hard fuck. Within minutes, Ariel was screaming my name while I shouted as I poured come into her womb.

Eventually, I felt empty, though I knew it wouldn’t last long. We sat there, panting and trying to regain some strength. When I was confident that I wouldn’t drop her, I wrapped her legs around my waist and pushed to my feet. Holding her tight against me so I didn’t slip out, I climbed the stairs to our bedroom. Each step rocked my cock into her pussy and by the time we reached our bed, Ariel was writhing in need.

I gave her the spanking she’d been begging for, then we came together in another frenzied session of sweat-slicked skin slapping together and screams of pleasure bringing down the walls.

Then, I took her slow and savored every moment. Especially the sight of her hand on my body while the ring that told everyone she was mine sparkled on her finger.

After I had my fill, I finally let her wrap her pretty lips around my dick, but I still pulled out of her mouth and came inside her. Didn’t want to waste a single drop.

“I love you, Ariel,” I moaned as I exploded, spurting jets of hot seed into her.

“I love you too, Maddox,” she sighed.

I gathered her into my arms, and we snuggled in an easy silence, just enjoying being together.

At some point, she began to draw circles on my chest, a tell-tale sign that she was nervous about something. “Um, I should probably warn you about my siblings,” she mumbled.

“Already talked to Knox, baby.”

Her head flew up and her eyes quickly scanned me from head to toe, then she wiggled, her pussy clenching around my slightly soft cock. Not that it stayed that way with all her squirming. “I don’t see any injuries, and you still have your…um…cock”—her blush was so fucking cute—"are you sure it was Knox you spoke to?”

I threw back my head and laughed, cuddling her close and kissing her head as soon as I could breathe again. “Yeah, baby. Let’s just say we came to an understanding.”

“Two down,” Ariel sighed.

I put a finger under her chin and lifted her head so she could see my face. “Make that three down, baby.” She quirked an eyebrow and looked at me questioningly. “I talked to Aurora before you got home.”

Ariel bolted upright and stared at me incredulously. “You talked to Aurora? And she didn’t come over to kill you?”

I chuckled and pushed some of her long red hair behind her ear. “Who do you think told me how to make the Madeleines? It was your recipe.”

Ariel smiled brightly, and I muttered an “Oof!” when she flopped down on my chest and hugged me.

Instantly, I flipped us over so that I was covering her body and rocked into her, drawing a groan from deep in her chest. “She specifically requested nieces and nephews,” I told her as I began a lazy pace. “I wouldn’t want to piss off your family, so I think we should get back to work on that.”EpilogueArielThree months later...“I’m not sure about this blindfold thing,” I grumbled, gripping Maddox’s hand tightly as he helped me out of his car. I trusted him to be my anchor in the darkness, but taking a drive to an unknown destination wasn’t what I thought he’d had in mind for tonight when he pulled out the black silk eye mask about half an hour ago. “It isn’t nearly as much fun when we’re fully dressed and out in public as it was when you used it during our honeymoon.”

My head jerked up when I heard “What the fuck?” growled in a masculine tone that wasn’t my husband’s. It sounded an awful lot like my brother, which was confirmed when Knox snarled, “How about you don’t talk about your sex life when I’m around, Ariel? I’d like to continue to live in denial that all of my baby sisters don’t do that kind of thing.”

I pointed at the material covering my eyes and snapped, “It’s not like I knew you were there.”