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I press two fingers inside her pussy while my cock stays in her ass. She cries out and her hips jerk against my hand. Ryker’s cum coats my fingers, warm and thick, and I push it deeper. She moans and her bound hands grab at my wrist, trying to pull me closer or push me away, and I don’t think she knows which.

“This is the arrangement, little one.” I press his cum deeper with my fingers while I grind my cock into her ass. “Every fucking drop stays inside you. Because that’s what the Council needs so we can keep you, and I’m going to make goddamn sure we give it to them.”

We don’t have any other fucking choice.

I pull out long enough to lay her on her back, and then I push her legs against her chest and slide back inside her ass, fucking her again. Slow, deep strokes while my fingers push inside her pussy, holding Ryker’s cum in place. My thumb finds her clit and presses hard enough to make her whole body jerk against me.

“Daddy.” She’s sobbing. “Please. I can’t hold it anymore.”

“Come for me, little one.” My mouth is against her ear. “You saved it for Daddy like a good girl. Show me, baby.”

She comes so hard her whole body convulses against my chest. Her ass clenches around my cock, and her pussy pulses around my fingers as she moans my name. The orgasm tears through her in waves, and I can feel her releasing everything she held back while Ryker was inside her. She saved it for me. Because she’s my good girl.

I fuck her through it. Harder. My hips drive up into her ass while she shakes against my chest. My dick pulses as I come inside her with a groan, and I fill her ass.

We stay there for several moments, my cock softening inside her with our foreheads pressed together.

I ease my fingers out of her and pull my cock from her ass. She whimpers at the loss, and her body goes limp.

She’s a mess. Naked, bound, cum leaking from both holes, tear tracks on her cheeks, her body still twitching from aftershocks. I’ve never seen her so wrecked and so beautiful.

I lean over her and press my lips against her forehead. I untie her wrists. The silk falls away, and the marks are red. I press my lips against each one.

“Rhett.” Her voice is small. Not at all bratty, and there is so much emotion. I notice her watery eyes. “I want to marry you.”

My whole body goes rigid.

“I enjoyed you both fucking me. I won’t pretend I didn’t. And that makes me a fucking whore.” She tilts her face up, and her gray eyes are wet but her jaw is set. “But I want you. Why won’t you marry me? Tell the Council you changed the plan. Tell them whatever you have to tell them, but make me yours.”

Every word is a fist to my chest. She’s lying beneath me with both my cum and my son’s cum inside her, and she’s asking me to marry her. She’s looking at me like I’m the answer to every fucked-up thing that’s ever happened to her, and I want to say yes so badly my entire body is frozen in place.

I fucking can’t.

I can’t marry her because I can’t give her children. I can’t give the Council their heir. If I tell them I’m taking her for myself, they’ll demand proof I can deliver on the bloodline. When I can’t, they’ll take her and give her to someone who will breed her until she produces a son. Then they’ll come for Ryker and me, and there will be no one left to protect her.

“No.” The word comes out flat. I keep my face blank because if she sees what’s behind it, she’ll fight harder, and I can’t let her fight for something that will destroy her.

“No?” Her voice cracks. “That’s it? Just no?”

“This was always the deal, Laine. You’re marrying Ryker. That hasn’t changed.”

“Fuck whatever deal you made.” She grabs my face with both hands. “I love you, Rhett. Doesn’t that mean anything to you? I know you care for me, even if you don’t love me.”

It means everything. It means so much I can feel my chest caving in. The panic is rising. I’ve thought about this countless times over the past week and I can’t. Giving her what she wants, and what the Council needs—it might not even be possible. But if it is, the last time ended with a coffin that was too fucking small, and I can’t do that again. I can’t survive it, and if something happens to me, she’ll be auctioned off.

No. That can never fucking happen.

“You’re just confused.” I pull her hands off my face and hold her wrists against the cushion. “You’re just a girl confusing sex for love.”

I watch the hurt land. I watch her eyes get bright and her jaw tremble and I hold her wrists down and keep my face blank while my girl processes the lie I just told her.

“You don’t mean that.” Her voice is shaking.

“I do mean it. You’ll marry Ryker. You’ll have his children. And whatever this was between us, it was always just sex.” I release her hands and sit back on the couch.

Laine stares at me. The tears spill, and she doesn’t wipe them. She shoves my chest and rolls away from me, curling onto her side on the couch with her back to me. Mine and Ryker’s cum is running down her thighs.

She doesn’t say anything, just shakes as she reaches for my shirt to cover her body.