Was it this easy?
“I love you,” I blurted out, deciding to reward her egg with my sperm during her next ovulation.
Her hand left mine and she rested her hand on my dick, curling her fingers around my balls. “I would suck you dry right now if it was safe.”
With tinted windows and a rest stop coming up. I put my foot down, glancing at Elias, who was fast asleep.
My son chose the perfect vessel.
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With Ellis in the carrier and the nappy bag on my shoulder, I followed my wife’s fine ass down the garden path. The doorbell chimed, and the snake opened the door. Her vicious eyes looked at all of us and homed in on the black carrier, but my son was facing me.
“Charlotte, what a wonderful surprise,” she lied with a fake smile and opened the door. “Come in, come in.”
I hadn't stepped through the door when the interview began, but I kept my answers short and curt.
The father appeared, and his gaze softened when he saw Charlotte, but the viper screeched.
“You got married. Your ring—”
Charlotte lifted her head and stared at her father. “I didn't think any of you would have time to attend. Just like all the other times in my life.”
The father’s face fell, and the snake smiled before the false platitudes began. I allowed Charlotte to take the lead. We weren't here for long, and we had a trip to her mother’s grave mapped out. I itched to remove my son from this toxic environment.
The stepmother kept looking at him and me, noting the similarities while I smiled. The father looked proud while he held his grandson, only for Chloe to barge in with her wailing daughter. Before the drama began, I plucked Ellis from his grandfather and left the house.
I heard the screams, taunts and accusations, but I’d trained Charlotte how to remain calm. Her replies were short and curt. Elias enjoyed the colourful flowers in the garden, oblivious to the den of vipers. This was the final snip, cutting ties with her family to complete my ownership and her isolation. Her sole focus and energy should remain on my son. Charlotte stepped outside, and the sun shone its rays on her as she took a deep breath with a smile on her face.
She walked towards us with love brimming in her eyes and joy in her smile.
“Daddy fixed everything,” I whispered to Elias.
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The empty pills she took to save her womb from me were fake. The injections of vitamins and fertility drugs in her ass weren't. Elias was fed and down for the night, but Daddy’s night was only beginning.
The door shut behind me, and like a wolf, I eyed my lamb up. She was applying fresh organic cotton pads to her nipples, only the best for my wife and child. My shorts hit the floor while my cock stood tall.
“I’ll take care of those for you.” I prowled to the bed.
Breed her. The next one will be a princess. Your princess.
The voice said, making me pause since I hadn't heard it since Elias was born. Charlotte placed the pads on her nightstand and licked her lips when she saw me naked.
You have three days. Nail her. Empty every drop inside her. She will never leave you.
The voice spoke the truth.
I pulled the covers off Charlotte and deposited her in the middle of the bed, slipping her vest off, ignoring the cotton pads falling out. My mouth latched onto the bountiful breasts that nourished my son. Her fingers roved around in my hair but I sucked harder, spreading her thighs and rubbing my hard length over her warm cotton shorts.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard that you scream,” I said, moving my lips to her neck.
The scent of citrus and begonia made me leak over the soft cotton. I ground myself hard against her cunt until she moaned and pulled at my hair.
The breeding bitch is hot for it. Give it to her. NOW.
The voice screamed, and I yanked her shorts down, flinging them in the air.
