Page 12 of Refusing the King


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Eve and I giggled and finally let go. “Oh, we haven’t forgotten you.” Eve crawled over to his side, and I moved to the other. She kissed him and their light moans made my nipples harden.

I ran my hand down his chest, over his sculpted abs, and to his glistening cock. He was still wet from fucking Eve. I wanted a turn now. My lips touched the side of his neck. “Do you have a condom? I want you to make love to me,” I crooned and stroked his well-lubricated cock.

He let go of Eve’s lips and turned to me. “No, sweetheart. I’m not fucking you until you’re pregnant with Carlo’s child. I don’t want to risk it.” His mouth touched mine. I could taste and smell my musky scent on him.

I pushed away slightly. “We’ll be safe, Stefan. It’ll be okay.” I tried to prod and convince him.

But he shook his head and gave me one of the saddest looks I'd ever seen from him before. He gently touched side of my face then slid his fingers into my hair. “No, we can’t. It’s too risky.” He paused for a moment and really held my eyes. “For both of us.”

My lungs stopped working and I felt his words seep through me. Stefan was definitely scared of getting me pregnant. And he certainly didn't want to suffer the consequences of an accident happening.

All of this broke my heart in so many ways I couldn’t count.

I wanted to sleep with Stefan again. I wanted to feel him over me, taking control. I wanted to feel him inside of me, thick and hard.

And I wanted to feel his cock jerk and explode in my pussy—one more time before I left and never saw him again.

I loved this man, and the thought of never sleeping with him again completely devastated me.

A billion words ran through my brain—but I couldn’t think of one thing to say to him. I was about to lose one of the great loves of my life.

I’d never sleep with Stefan again.

We’d never make love.

We’d never run off to a market where he’d spend way too much money on me. And then whisk me off to a fancy hotel where he’d rip my clothes off.

Never.

Ever.

Again.

I could I feel my eyes getting wet, but I hoped like heck I wouldn't cry. Even though I really felt like doing exactly that.

So, I said the one thing I knew was true—the one thing I knew would always be true.

No matter where in the world I was.

And no matter where in the world Stefan was.

“I love you, Stefan. I always will.” My voice cracked on the last word, and I swallowed over the hard dry lump in my throat. Tears stung behind my eyes.

His gaze softened and he kissed me sweetly. “This isn’t goodbye, Giselle. This is only until you’re pregnant.” He tried to reassure me but that was only because he didn't know the truth. And I prayed he never would.

I’d never be pregnant with Carlo’s baby. And I'd never be pregnant with his.

Part of me felt like Stefan already knew there was no future for us. Or maybe I was just projecting.

Either way, I knew this would be the last time we'd be in a bed together.

And I swear it broke my heart.

“I know. It just makes me sad,” I finally replied once I could speak again.

Eve’s head popped up from the other side of Stefan. “I doubt it will take Carlo long to knock you up. He seems fairly determined.” Eve smiled at me. She didn’t see Stefan’s face, though.

But I did.

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