Her Rebel

There’s nobody the Regime could pair with me who would make me desire to give birth and raise children. But when Owen asked if he could thrust in deeper, all I could think about was him giving me a baby. Him getting me pregnant with our child. I wanted him to fill me up completely. To leave a part of himself deep inside me.

It’s dark outside, and I can feel in my bones that it’s late, but every time Owen reaches for me I melt into him. I open my legs along with my heart and he enters both so fully that I can hardly breathe.

His hold is tight, but his touch is gentle and when I climax, it’s so powerful that it makes me gasp. I’ve lost count of how many he’s given me, and I don’t even want to try now. Instead, I lie there as he gives me pleasure over and over.

“Little sparrow, I’ve wanted to do this with you since the moment I found you again. I wanted to take you down to the ground and devour every inch of your body.”

His words send a spike of pleasure through my spine and I wonder how much one woman can take in a night. I clench around him as he thrusts back in and it ignites a fire once again in my core.

“Are you sure you’ve never done this before?” he asks. “You’re destroying me.” He groans as he says it, pleasure washing over his face.

I grip him with my thighs, taking him as deep as he can go. His face is hard and looks almost pained. I knew he was holding back and trying to keep his control.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum,” he says.

The look in his eyes tells me that he’ll pull out if I ask him to, but instead of giving him that answer, I tighten my legs around his waist and hold him tight inside me.

“Cum inside me,” I whisper, and it’s his undoing.

Owen growls and I feel the warmth spread once again inside me. I can feel his cock throbbing as he empties his cum into me, and all I can do is beg for more.

Every part of me calls out for this and now that it’s happening, it feels completely right. This was meant to be. We were meant to be. Even after all this time, we found our way back together. I never stopped wanting him, and he saved himself for me.

His thrusting slows and his whole body shudders. He sighs and collapses against me before rolling us over so I’m on top of him. I place kisses all over his chest as his arms wrap around me tightly.

“You belong to me now,” he growls in my ear.

I want to correct him, to tell him I’ve always belonged to him. But instead I clench my pussy again and show him.

Tonight is a night for passion, not sleep.

Chapter Nine

Minnie

I had no idea how much we were both risking by becoming lovers, but I knew it would be worth it. Even if we could only have a few stolen weeks together, I would soak up as much as I could before I was permanently taken to the other side of the wall.

“You need to sleep here tonight,” Owen says.

There’s no room for argument in his tone. I knew he wouldn’t want me to leave. He can barely stop touching me for more than a few seconds. I want to stay so badly. I’ve already thrown caution to the wind by letting him cum inside me more times than I can count.

Some of my co-workers could see me coming from the brewery rather than my normal route from my apartment. It could send up red flags, and I can’t let Owen get into trouble.

“I can’t, Owen. They’ll see me leaving your place and they’ll know what’s going on. I have to meet certain standards to keep my job on the other side.”

He smiles, and the small action makes my heart flutter. I don’t think he’s a man who smiles much, so each time I get one my heart melts into a puddle.

“What are you smiling about?” I lean in and kiss his chest, unable to stop touching him.

“You’ll just have to leave an hour earlier so they won’t see you.” He wraps an arm around me, pulling me close. His hands go to my ass and I wrap my legs around him.

The thought of going in to work an hour early sounds like a recipe for extreme boredom, but then I’ll get to spend the night in his arms. I’m beginning to warm to the idea.

“Why would I do that?” I wiggle against his body, teasing him. We both know I’m playing with fire.

“Because you have a yoga class to teach before work in the morning.”