Vegas, Baby - Volume 2

“Don’t ever run off on me again, Addilyn Dawson,” he growled before striking each cheek three times then rubbing them soothingly. I cried out with a mix of pleasure and pain, surprised at how insanely hot it was to have him spank me.

“Now open that pussy and suck my cock all the way so I’m filling you so fucking full of my come, baby. We’re going to get started on that family right now, baby.”

I was completely shocked when his words tumbled me over the edge into a third orgasm as he planted himself as deep as possible. He roared my name, and I felt his hot seed jetting from his dick and filling me with warmth.

“Good girl,” he grunted. “Your pussy is sucking me dry.”

He worked me down with lazy thrusts until I collapsed into a boneless heap. “Fuck,” I mumbled.

Knox chuckled and leaned down to pepper my back with tiny kisses. “I think that’s going to have to wait a little while, baby. Your little body needs some rest.”

He rolled to his side and dragged me over until I was sprawled on top of him. We laid in silence for a while. I sighed in contentment as he dragged his fingers lightly up and down my back. His other hand cupped my ass, and even though he’d just come inside me, his cock was still hard against my hip. Eventually, my mind began to clear, and I considered the choice I’d made, allowing him to take me without protection, especially when he’d made his intentions pretty clear.

In a short time, Knox had proven that he wanted and cared for me. For some reason, I had no doubt in my mind that if I’d protested, he would have pulled out. But I hadn’t because the truth was, I wanted a family, and the thought of having Knox’s babies filled me with joy. The only question was, did I want to get knocked up before I was certain that Knox was in love with me? What if he never fell for me? I was already certain that I loved him, but I didn’t know if that was enough for us to last. If we had a baby—

“I can hear you thinking, baby. What’s on your mind?”

I must have hesitated too long for his liking because he gave me a firm pinch on my ass cheek, making me yelp. I lifted my head and frowned at him, but he wiped it away by giving me a soft, sweet kiss. “Talk to me.” His request was softer this time, and it melted my insides.

“Do you really want me to get pregnant right now?” I asked curiously with my head cocked to the side.

“Fuck, yeah,” he answered with an arrogant nod.

“What happens if this doesn’t work out?” I immediately wanted to recall the question when his countenance darkened, and his blue eyes took on a dangerous glint.

He shoved a hand in my hair and clutched it at the back of my head, holding it so I had no choice but to stare into his face. “There is no if, Addilyn. You are mine. Do you understand? I’m never letting you go.”

The certainty in his tone made me feel better, and the small amount of slack in his grip allowed me to nod in compliance. He grunted and kissed me long and deep, stirring my hunger for him. But just when I was about to mount him, he pulled back and shifted my body off his. When he saw my put-out expression, he chuckled and shook his head. “Patience, wife. We have a lifetime to feast on each other. But you need a break, or you won’t be able to walk.”

I contemplated his words, trying to decide if it was worth it, and he laughed as he climbed out of bed. “Let’s take a shower and I promise to take the edge off for you.” He scooped me up into his arms and padded to the bathroom. “I want to make sure that every fucker at your show tonight sees that you’re being satisfied by your man.”

Well, shit. I’d completely forgotten since I had last night off and Knox had pretty much filled my mind to capacity And, though I knew it shouldn’t, his caveman attitude was turning me on. “Um, okay,” I mumbled, trying desperately to calm the raging lust inside me.

Knox smirked knowingly as he set me down next to the shower. I glared at the overconfident ass, but he just winked at me as he opened the glass door and twisted the knob to start the water running.

I planted my hands on my hips and eyed him with a raised eyebrow. “How do you plan to make it obvious that I’m ‘satisfied,’ as you put it?”

He gave me a devilish grin as he pulled me into the shower with him. “You’ll see.”