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“Roll over.” He hissed with a clenched jaw and then pulled his cock from my hand and flipped me over until I laid on my stomach. He pushed my legs together as I looked over my shoulder at him in amusement. He lifted my hips and shoved two pillows under them, popping my ass up into the air before kissing his way down my spine with sharp teeth nips until he palmed both of my ass cheeks. “Your ass was made for worshiping.” He kissed each cheek before spreading them and lowering his mouth to run his tongue up from my pussy to my asshole.

And then it was my turn to shiver and moan. “Holy fuck.” I popped my ass as far as my sore side would allow and used my elbows to brace myself as he twirled his tongue over my ass teasingly.

He chuckled and then slapped my cheek again, drawing another moan from me. “Let me hear you pretty girl.” He slapped me again and I gave him what he wanted eagerly. “Good girl.”

“Are you planning on fucking me with that?” I asked over my shoulder staring at his rock-hard cock again. “You told me he missed me.”

He crawled up until he straddled my upper thighs and pulled my cheeks apart before spitting down on my exposed holes. “Oh I’m going to fuck you baby.” He pushed the head of his cock down to line it up with my pussy and pushed in. The silky lubrication of our orgasms made the invasion less obtrusive, and I moaned as he bottomed out in one thrust. He held himself up with his fists on the bed next to my head like he was doing a push up and thrusted in and out. “Does this hurt you?” He asked as my body rocked back and forth with each thrust.

“You didn’t ask me that ten minutes ago when you were slamming into me.” I teased and he spanked my ass again.

“Because I couldn’t have stopped if I wanted to ten minutes ago, but I’m a little more levelheaded now.” He wrapped his hand around the front of my throat and turned my head to kiss my lips. “Tell me.”

“No it doesn’t hurt.” I lied because in truth it did, but it wasn’t unmanageable. And I wanted the pain and pleasure he was eagerly giving to me.

“Good.” He bottomed out and swirled his cock around, “Because I’m far from done with you.”

“Prove it big guy.”

His hand tightened around my throat, and I groaned at how good it felt to be dominated by him like that. “You’re going to milk my cock baby girl. I’m going to fill you up until my come drips out of this pussy the rest of the night. And then I’m going to do it again and again until we make sweet little Penny a sibling.”

“Fuck.” I knew primal fetish was a thing thanks to the insane amount of spicy romance books my sister read, but I hadn’t realized I was into it until Fox talked like that. “Yes Sir.” I moaned and smirked to myself when he cursed and growled back at that.

My guy’s alpha side knew no boundaries and I eagerly fed it with my need for him.

I turned my head and noticed that his dresser along the other side of the wall had a giant mirror on it and I could see us both clear as day in the reflection. Watching Fox’s muscles roll and bunch under his skin as he rolled his hips to give me his dick was so hot. “Fox, look.” I nodded to the mirror, and he turned his head and stared at me through the glass with a wicked smirk on his lips. He slowed down the roll of his hips as we both watched in rapture as he fucked me sensually and within minutes I was clawing at the blankets in ecstasy. “So good, baby.” I dug my nails into his arm next to my head as my orgasm ripped through me and he grunted as I drew blood, but his thrusts never faltered. He went harder, fucking deeper into me with the same delicious roll of his hips and I watched his face as his orgasm crested. His head hung forward until he pressed his forehead against the back of my skull as his entire body shook and shivered as he filled me up once again.

I knew I couldn’t get pregnant from our sex today, because of where I was in my cycle, but seeing and hearing him be so primal and animalistic towards me and our future did something to the girly parts inside of me.

“Delilah Faith Beckett, you’re going to be the absolute end of me.” He said against the back of my head before pulling out and collapsing next to me on the bed.

“Well it was a good ride while it lasted old man.” I patted his abs as they worked to suck air into his lungs and then giggled when he scoffed at me.

Chapter 25 – Delilah

Present

“Whatwasherfirstword?” Fox asked me a couple of hours later as we lay wrapped around each other in bed.

It was late, and we should have been sleeping, but with the long nap we took at midday and the dozing we did on the couch after that, it was almost like neither of us were overly anxious to miss out on anymore time.

I laid on my back with Fox’s head resting over my lower stomach sideways across the bed. He was naked. I was naked. And yet I’d never felt more comfortable with him before.

“Maddie.” I said and snickered when he looked at me with a scowl. “Well, her version of it. She called her de-de for the first few years. She just grew out of it not too long ago, but if she’s tired or sick she calls her that still. Like a comfort item.”

“What does she call you?”

“Mama.” I smiled and ran my fingers through his hair. “God, I miss her.”

“Have you ever been away from her before?”

I shook my head, “Never. I work too much to take any time off to go anywhere so other than the nights I worked at the ER, I’ve never been away from her overnight like this.”

“How are you doing with it?” He turned and laid on his side, adjusting the pillow he was using to cushion the weight off my ribs.

“Well I’d be much worse off if you weren’t with me,” I admitted honestly, “When she left, I thought I’d be at home all alone and miserable missing her.”

“Did Maddie take her away because of me?” He took a deep breath, but I could sense his fear of my answer.

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