I fucked her through every wave, my hips slamming into her until I finally buried myself balls deep, pressed tight against her cervix, roaring my release as I exploded inside her. I emptied every damn drop into her fertile pussy, filling her womb so completely she had no choice but to take it all.
“That’s it,” I grunted harshly, grinding my hips and pumping my come into her as she trembled and clung to me. “Take every drop. Milk my dick while it’s filling you, baby. Make me a daddy again.”
She let out a muffled whimper against my palm, her body arching as another aftershock ripped through her. My shaft pulsed again, filling her further, refusing to soften.
Yeah, I wasn’t done. Not yet. I was obsessed with this woman. Consumed with making sure she kept a piece of me inside her, so she and everyone else knew who she belonged to.
I moved again, thrusting hard into her, chasing another climax. I needed to make sure my seed took root.
Hannah whimpered, shaking her head weakly, her body trembling. “I don’t think I can, Griffin. Not again.”
“You damn well will,” I growled, grabbing her hips tighter to fuck her mercilessly. “You’ll give me another one. And another. Until your pussy’s overflowing with my come. Gonna fill you up, baby. Breed this tight little pussy until you’re carrying my baby.”
I didn’t relent until she screamed again, her body breaking apart beneath mine, her wetness flooding the sheets as she finally collapsed boneless against the mattress. Only then did I slow, rolling onto my back and pulling her with me, keeping us connected as she sprawled atop my chest.
She was soft, warm, trembling, and filled to the brim with my come. I wrapped my arms around her and brushed a kiss across her sweat-dampened hair.
“You’re mine now, Hannah.” My voice was edged with exhaustion and fierce satisfaction. “Forever.”
11
HANNAH
Iwoke slowly, the sheets tangled around my legs and the spot beside me still warm. As I blinked up at the ceiling, everything from last night crashed over me in a heated rush.
I had sex. With Griffin.
And it had been beyond amazing even though I was a virgin.
My cheeks heated as I remembered how he’d made me come first so it would be easier for him to work his thick dick inside my drenched core. The way he’d given me time to adjust before moving slow and deep. And how the pace was harder and more possessive when he took me the second time.
My body ached in the best way, a soreness between my thighs that wouldn’t let me forget what we’d done. As my legs slid together, I finally noticed the unmistakable stickiness on my skin and realized he hadn’t pulled out any of the times he’d taken me bare.
A flash of his rough voice echoed in my head.“Gonna fill you up, baby. Breed this tight little pussy until you’re carrying my baby.”
My breath caught at the memory of the filthy words he’d rasped during that second round. Or maybe it’d been the third. Everything was a blur of passion after that first time.
I should have been panicking over the risks we’d taken. Instead, a dangerous little thrill raced down my spine. I couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to have his baby growing inside me while Isa cooed at my belly.
I didn’t get time to worry about my surprising reaction because the bedroom door opened. Griffin walked in with Isa cradled against his bare chest like she belonged there. My ovaries practically exploded all over again.
He was in nothing but low-slung sweatpants, muscles flexing with every step while I took in the black roman numerals on his pec that I’d wanted to trace with my tongue last night.
Isa was wide awake and happy, one tiny fist in her mouth.
“Morning, sweetheart.” He sauntered over and sat on the edge of the bed, leaning down to kiss me, his tongue teasing mine until I sighed into his mouth. When he pulled back, he murmured against my lips, “Fuck, you taste good.”
I gave a little snort because I highly doubted that, considering I hadn’t even gotten out of bed yet.
He gave me another soft kiss, then his lips curved into a wicked smirk. “If our girl wasn’t awake and hungry, I’d be eating you for breakfast instead.”
Even the inferno of desire coursing through my veins didn’t stop my heart from melting over how he called Isa “our girl.”
Those pesky butterflies swirled in my belly again. I liked hearing that way more than I should after only a couple of days.
He kissed me once more. “Get your sexy little ass outta bed and come have breakfast with us.”
I grinned, feeling a little dazed. “Bossy this early too?”
