“Why would you say something crazy like that?” Ruger grunts. “Makes it seem like you know more about the crime and maybe even participated.”
“You suspect your own wife?” Gideon asks tentatively, unsure if that makes Zayna potentially guilty, or if it’s just another indication of Ruger’s poor grip on reality.
“She said something suspicious. I’m taking a neutral approach.”
“I came up with a creative motive, but why the hell would it bemymotive? I’m a mother, and I have nothing to do with Damara or with Magnum Sinclair,” Zayna says.
Tamiya doesn’t seem like she ever suspected Zayna and frankly, neither did any of us. She balances out Ruger Blackwood perfectly and she’s far too mentally stable to engage in behavior like this. Her idea of a motive doesn’t strike me as particularly ridiculous. But which of the Sinclair family would be this invested in Magnum so-called settling down?
I’ll tell you right now that I don’t give a shit.
“What if someone gave an order?” Zayna asks. “Like… itisabout the Sinclair family, but the order came from higher up.”
Hunter leans over and whispers to me. “You hear this bullshit? Who exactly is higher up than me?”
There’s something strange in my twin brother’s tone, but I don’t know if I’m reading into the change since nobody else reacts to it. I know him better than anyone else in this room, though. And I sense my brother Hunter might be hiding something…
Chapter Fourteen
Magnum
Damara lies spread before me with soaking wet pussy lips practically begging for my cock. The addictive control this woman has over me scares the absolute fuck out of me, but when I’m hard, I don’t even care how much control I give her.I need her.Making her cum first guarantees Damara’s craving for more. She tastes so fucking good that I don’t want to stop sucking on her sweet lower lips.
But my dick hurts. I have three different piercings on my cock and with this much blood pumping through my shaft, the pain demands my pleasure for utter release. My cock craves Damara’s tight sleeve wrapped around it and even more than that, I need to feel her climaxing around my dick. It feels so fucking good to make her cum.
She reacts like a woman who hasn’t experienced a good hard fucking in a dangerously long time. Within seconds of my fingers sliding around her soft outer folds, she dribbled and dripped with desperation for my dick. A pang of hurt surges through me that I’ll never remember the first time I slid my cock into that tight, soaking sleeve.
Positioning my body over hers, I indulge in every last detail of Damara’s body lying prone and vulnerable beneath mine. Inany other position, she seems much stronger and she has a lot more control over the situation between us. Lying in bed with her restores my power over her body and reminds us both that regardless of her protests and complaints… Damara belongs to me.
My gaze roams over Damara’s dark brown skin and I take in her facial expression as I rub the head of my cock along the length of her slit to get my dick nice and wet with her juices. The sensitive skin at the head of my dick sends tingling pleasure through my shaft and spreads through my body. I fight the urge to slide every inch inside her with one pain-inducing thrust.
Instead, I tease her tight slit with the head of my cock, slowly probing her open and stretching her with the tip of my dick before spreading Damara’s pussy open and entering her with one raw inch. I can feel her gripping my dick from this position over her and my yearning to cum inside her heightens into a feverish lust.
Every part of this woman’s body is so soft and sexy that I fear more than anything losing control before pleasuring her. I want her bonded to me while she carries my seed and I want to do everything in my power to ensure she spreads her legs and allows me to fertilize her again after popping out the first of my bloodline.
Ever since I got the news of Damara’s pregnancy, I’ve had a dark and potent obsession with producing an heir and having several others. I’ll die with more wealth than I know what to do with. Maybe this is the purpose I’ve been missing. Maybe accumulating more wealth isn’t the answer. To make Damara’s reaction to my dick even more emotionally painful for her, I bend my lips to Damara’s neck and suck on her flesh while sinking the rest of my shaft between her sexy dark brown thighs.
She moans so loudly that I urge my hips forward deeper, pushing my last two inches all the way inside her and burying my dick inside Damara all the way to the hilt.Fuck, she feels good.
This woman’s body is perfectly attuned to mine. Her tightness clamps around me as our hips grind together. Damara’s wetness draws me in and despite the fucked up reasons we came together, I still want to cum in her. She could be crazy. It could still beherresponsible for drugging me…But I still want to cum inside this pink-haired potential psychopath.
I’m willing to lose myself entirely in what I feel for Damara, but with each deep thrust between her legs, she meets my lust for her with resistance. I grunt and push my hips into her deeper so she can feel me, feel how deep I can go, and admit to herself that she wants me.
Damara moans and digs her nails into my back, forcing her talons into my muscles and urging me to fuck her harder like a whipped beast. I grab her hips and hold her still so I can pump into her harder before sliding my pierced dick nice and deep between Damara’s slippery folds.
She loses control of her moaning as I cup her ass cheeks and fuck her tight little pussy even harder. The rubbing and friction from the piercings sliding inside her sheath gets me so fucking hot. Damara’s fingernails keep sinking into my back and I hold onto those soft, curvy hips as I drive my cock inside her.
“I’m going to cum inside you again,” I growl possessively, desperate to get under her skin almost as badly as I’m desperate to make her cum. What if this is my one chance to carry on my bloodline and family name? I have to take it. Damara moans and moves her hips in response as if trying to take control over this situation could possibly help her.
She does nothing to slow down my pace. I drop her hips into the bed and push forward, driving even deeper inside herthan before. Her pussy grips my dick so the barbells along the underside of my thick, veiny shaft sink into her pulsing folds.
I can tell she’s going to cum and I want itso fucking bad.
“Cum for me,” I growl. “Don’t fight it, Damara…”
She cries out in a mixture of frustration and pleasure as the ring at the tip of my cock massages Damara’s inner walls and with one final thrust, I push her over the edge into a climax that totally strips her of whatever control she might have had.
“You like that, don’t you, baby?” I murmur, nibbling on Damara’s ear while I drive my cock into her pussy and force her to climax harder. “You like my big white cock giving you a nice load of cum…”
