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“Always.”

“Prove it to me.” Vaughn lifted his head at my words, meeting my eyes as I continued. Small sounds left me as I tried to speak through the orgasm that was beckoning. “We can’t wait. Time is not on our side. I… I don’t want you to stop or pull out. Prove your love. Show me. I want to see it. Hold it. I want that for us.”

The thrusts were so slow they were torturous causing me to shake.

“You want my cum in you?” His lids narrowed, only for a smile to come to his face. “Some may think I’m only getting you pregnant to trap you even more into being with me.”

I cried out as Vaughn thickened inside of me.

“Maybe I’m the one trapping you. Maybe I make you give me baby after baby so… so that I—I never… lose you.” Vaughn’s lips crushed into mine. I broke away screaming as my legs jerked and shook through the waves of pleasure. My orgasm rolled through me, prolonging as Vaughn let out a deep moan. Each shot of his cum had me holding to him even more.

Maybe I was trying to trap him.

Or maybe I was trying to trap myself…

Either way, I loved him.

I loved him.

I did love him…

CHAPTER 42

King Lawrence

“Please! Please… Your Majesty! N-No!”

Whack!

Whack!

Whack!

“Ple…ease stop!”

Whack!

Whack!

Heavy sobs mixed with different tones and pitch. I grabbed the new woman’s face, glaring into her brown eyes. I was so overstimulated. So overwhelmed with fury, I couldn’t think straight.

“You thought it was okay not to call back? To turn off your phone? To make me sound like a fool in those messages!”

“Pl-ease. Please! I’m sorry. I’m s-sorry. I’m sorry, sorry, sorry.”

I swung the cane again, connecting with her hip and outer thigh. She was already covered in welts and blood. It went from just below her neck down to her knees. There was barely a place that wasn’t broken and bleeding.

“Ahhhh!”

“You don’t love him. It’s not real. You’re meant to love me.”

“I d-do. I love you.”

I snarled, stepping back and slapping her. Blood blossomed, tinging her lip. I watched in fascination as it began to build and slowly trail down the middle. Harder, she cried, but the red drew me forward, calming the storm inside. My thumb settled over the split, and I traced it over her lips. I leaned forward, kissing her and sweeping my tongue over the small laceration letting the metallic taste increase my pulse.

“I want to taste you like this. I’m going to… going to… have you.” I blinked the woman in, watching Penelope disappear. “Call you… I’m going to call you again, and this time you’re going to answer.” The anger rushed back. “This time⁠—”

Ringing had me spinning and racing for my bed. I fumbled with the phone, letting out a deep yell when I saw who was calling. I closed my lids, taking a deep breath before opening my eyes and hitting the button.