Unconditional (Masters and Mercenaries #5.5)(48)

He stopped and she was worried she’d lost him. “I want you. And you already have a kid. I don’t think you’ll be happy not being married. You’ll want that stability. You don’t understand that nothing is really stable, and I plan on you never understanding that. I won’t ever leave you, Ashley. If you marry me, I’ll stay with you.”

He didn’t understand the heart of the problem. “I’m not worried about me, babe. I’m worried about Emily. I can’t let her be raised in a household where she doesn’t feel one hundred percent welcome. And quite frankly, you’re right. I want more kids. I know you think I’m going to demand that my genes be involved in that in some way, but you’re wrong. There are so many kids who need a good home. I can be their mom, too. Besides, childbirth kind of sucks ass. I could totally avoid it for the rest of my life.”

“I hope that’s true, Ashley.” His voice didn’t hold a lot of hope. Or a ton of interest.

It was the only place where she wasn’t sure of him. It was the huge risk she was taking and she wasn’t just taking it for herself. She was risking Emily and that was why she couldn’t say yes to him. He was bending about some things and far faster than she’d dreamed he would, but she couldn’t negotiate with her daughter’s happiness.

She whimpered a little because whatever he was shoving up her ass was way bigger than his thumb.

“Is there something bothering you, love?”

She would take just about anything he gave her to hear that amusement in his voice. He could be so serious. “Nope, I’m good.”

Her eyes watered. She was pretty sure her anus wasn’t supposed to open that wide. Nope. Definitely not supposed to do that.

“Does it help if I tell you I have a surprise for you?” The tight set of his voice was gone and he’d relaxed.

“Not if it has to do with adding anything extra up my backside.” It seemed as though the plug was fully seated now, spreading her wide. She was starting to get used to the feeling.

“Nothing extra, per se. Just an additional sensation.”

Her * started to vibrate. “Oh, my god.”

“That’s right. It’s actually a vibrator.”

“I thought those went into girl parts.”

He groaned a little. “I’m going to start spanking you every time you sound like a five-year-old talking about her body. No. They aren’t just for your *. And that one isn’t just for you. And every part you have is a girl part. They’re all pretty and delicate and very feminine. Even your little *. I’m going to f*ck that too one day. But tonight I’m going to take your * while the vibe stretches you. It’s going to feel so good.”

She wasn’t sure he would fit. It felt like the vibrator was taking up every spare inch. How would his cock fit, too?

“Turn over. Don’t lose the plug or I’ll have to start all over again, and this time I’ll start with a count of fifty.” The bed moved as he left. She heard him walk into the bathroom and turn on the water.

She was left to gingerly attempt to follow her Dom’s orders. She had to get from her knees to her back without losing the thing in her bottom that probably really didn’t want to be there because of gravity or some sort of scientific explanation the Dom wouldn’t want to hear because he could be unreasonable when it came to sex.

Of course, he also did the impossible, like make a girl who was sure she was cold hot as hell. She took a deep breath, clenched her butt, and flipped over.

Yep. Still there. Still vibrating, and now that she was calming down, she could see the plus side. Her * was clenching and releasing and she could feel pulsations in places she’d never thought of before. Her whole pelvis was a mass of sensation.

“Ashley, I don’t want to wear a condom. I don’t need it.” He killed her when he looked down at her like he was uncertain of his welcome. It only happened in a few very specific places, but when she heard the insecurity in his voice, her heart softened.

“Of course.” She trusted the man with her life. She wished he did have to wear a condom, wished the tragedy of his past had never happened. “Please make love to me, Master.”

He got on the bed, making a place for himself between her legs. “I do love you. I love you, Ashley.”

She just had to hope that love would be enough. She opened herself, taking him in her arms as she felt his cock breach her *.

He was so big. The vibrator was already taking up so much room. When he started to invade, she was stretched, deliciously so. She could feel every movement, every little thrust of his cock. It made the vibe shift, causing new sensations, new shivers of pleasure.

He groaned, his big body shaking a little as he worked his way in. “Fuck, it’s so good. I can feel the vibe all along my cock.”

And she could feel him everywhere. His skin was pressed to hers, his cock rubbing deep inside. His chest touched her nipples and their legs tangled together. She was so close to him, she could feel his heartbeat, time the rhythm of her breaths to his. She could meld with him, be with him with nothing in between them. For these minutes, there was nothing outside the circle of their bodies. No future. No past. Just the moment.

He pressed deep, joining them fully. His body was laid out over hers, giving her his weight. “I do love you.”