Con Artist (Breeding #6)(22)

“Fucking hell,” he growls as he rips down the top of my dress. “You want to get pregnant again already.” It’s not really a question, but I answer him anyway.

“Told you I’d give you all the babies you wanted with J names.” I move my hips, wanting friction against my clit.

“You feed our daughter?” Bennett asks, his eyes on my tits. He licks his lips. I know where he’s going with the question. He wants his turn.

“Yeah. Even pumped so your Nana could keep her for the whole afternoon.” He growls at my answer, sucking my nipple into my mouth. I feel him working his pants between us. He doesn’t bother to remove them, only slipping his cock out and thrusting right into me, all the way to the hilt. I gasp, my nails digging into him.

He lets my breast pop from his mouth. “Still as fucking tight as the night I took that cherry. I’m going to have to break your little pussy in again, aren't I?” he asks as he starts to trust. I can feel his cum inside of me already. He’s cumming but still hard and thrusting. That wild look in his eyes. “You’re going to end up bred again this afternoon. Is that what you want?”

“Yes,” I moan as he fucks me harder.

“Fuck another baby right into you.” His hands on my hips tighten and I know his marks will be there for days and I can’t wait to see them. “No, I think I can put two in there this time,” he grunts. I feel more of his warmth releasing inside of me. Between his words and feeling his cum, it sends me over the edge. I cum hard, crying out his name.

“That’s a good girl. Suck that cum up in there. Give Daddy what he wants.” As always by body does as he commands. He moves us, falling onto the bed but so that I’m straddling him and his cock is still hard and deep inside of me. My hands go to his chest.

“You put the dress on, little jaguar. I want to watch my show now,” he tells me, putting his hands behind his head. I smile, more than willing to give him one. Just as he was more than willing to put two babies inside me.

Cocky bastard always does get what he wants. Lucky me, it’s me he always wants.





Epilogue





Bennett





Four years later…





We pull up to the remote cabin and it looks just like the picture online.

“Oh my god, Bennett it’s gorgeous!”

James has been wanting to get away for a weekend without the kids for a while. I finally figured out I was just going to have to book it and plan it myself or she would never take the time to do it.

She’s an incredible mom to our four kids and I couldn’t ask for a more amazing wife. She’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and I like to think I’ve shed some of my asshole layers since the day I met her.

Snow lines the walkway up to the cabin, so I walk around to her side of the car. I grab our bags and sling them on my back before I scoop her up in my arms.

“It’s just a little snow. I think I can walk,” she says teasingly, but she doesn’t try to get down.

“I know you can, but I think you underestimate how much snow is up here.” I step off the driveway and sink a good foot into the ground.

“I love it!” she squeals as I trek up to the cabin and onto the porch.

I set her down and unlock the door then carry our bags inside. When we get inside there’s already a fire going and the place is toasty warm.

“I love you,” she says and turns to me and jumps into my arms.

“It’s a good thing, because I bought it.”

“You bought this place?” Her eyes go wide and her mouth forms a perfect O.

“I wanted us to have a place to get away from it all. There’s a landline for emergencies, but other than that we’re out here on our own. The kitchen is stocked and there’s plenty of firewood.”

“So what are we going to do up here all alone?” She raises an eyebrow as I carry her over to the fur rug in front of the fire.

“Try and keep warm,” I say. I stand her up and kneel down in front of her.

“I don’t think you’re going to make me warm by taking my clothes off.”

She giggles as I strip her from the waist down and then spread her out onto the rug. Before she can say anything else I’ve got my face buried in her wet pussy and I’m lapping up her cream. I moan at her flavor and how every time she’s so fucking sweet.

Her thighs spread wider as I make a meal of her, and when I sink two fingers inside of her it’s her undoing.

“That’s it, little jaguar. Let’s break this cabin in right,” I say as she climaxes onto my hand and mouth.

I yank at my jeans until my cock springs free, and as soon as it’s out I’m going balls deep. I grunt when her tight pussy wraps around me and I begin to thrust.

“You’re always so goddamn tight after I eat you out,” I say, leaning down to kiss her.

The taste of her pussy is shared between us and she moans for more. I thrust harder as I tug her shirt open so I can suck on her nipple. When her breasts are free I kiss my way down to them and it’s not long before she’s cumming again.

“You’re going to get me pregnant again,” she says, raising her hips.

“Goddamn right I am,” I grunt as I hold myself deep and my orgasm hits.