the one who tore through my heart, beat at my soul, and rent every muscle that made me stronger, bigger, faster than my opponents.
Leah destroyed me from the inside out.
Why didn’t it bother me?
Why did it feel so…right?
“Where am I coming?” I grunted in her ear, each syllable punctuated with a deeper, harder thrust. “Where do you want me to come?”
“In…inside me.”
“In your pussy?”
“Fuck me, yes. There.”
“Why in your pussy?”
She stiffened, but I knew she hadn’t forgotten our purpose. We dissolved our willpower and lost our dignity as we fucked like animals. We bred. We mated. Every thrust indebted her to me because I gave her that seed and the orgasm that milked it from me.
And yet I was the one begging. I needed this woman more than anything.
Nothing would ever drive her from my arms.
Nothing.
“Tell me what you want…” I grunted. “Tell me, Leah.”
“You. I want you.”
“Will you keep that seed inside you?”
“Yes.”
“Promise?”
“God, yes, Jack.”
“What do you want?”
“I want…I need…” She surrendered. “Please fuck me. Give me your baby.”
At least she was honest.
It broke my mind. I surrendered to that bestial urge, too fucking humbled and grateful that this woman let me fuck her. I’d do anything she wanted, anything, and it wouldn’t be enough until I heard her tell me she’d be mine.
And I wouldn’t believe her until she proved it.
Until she grew with my child.
Nothing would stop that from happening now.
The tingling began in my cock, creeping through my spine. I grunted, pounding into her, using her ravaged body as a little toy to pump a surge of heat inside her. Another load of my seed rushed deep within her womb, and I jammed my cock in as far as her body yielded. Our skin touched, bare flesh to bare flesh, and my balls slapped hard against her slit.
Every wave of my orgasm drained me.
I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. I clung to her as the only way to tether me to the world. Leah accepted all of me as she shuddered in weak and exhausted pleasure again. We both collapsed.
Finally done.
Shattered.
Aching.
Enthralled.
I didn’t pull out from her. I’d never withdraw my cock from her again if I didn’t have to. We rolled onto our sides, and my cock kept her stuffed full of everything I offered.
She stilled in my arms, but her breathing shuddered as the aftershocks of our fucking stole her voice. She closed her eyes, her hands gripping my solid arm pinning her to me.
This wasn’t like anything I ever experienced.
I never felt this close to anyone. Never had such pleasure. I let her rest against my strength. She had every permission to sleep and enjoy the pure bliss that crashed over us after the sex.
Fucking.
Love-making?
Whatever just happened wasn’t normal.
Or maybe it was? Maybe this was how couples actually experienced passion and sex?
I wouldn’t know. I never had anything but the mindless fun. Straight physical reactions from lips around my cock or a pussy separated from me by rubber. Hell, I never talked to the girls I fucked. I never even learned their names.
But I knew this woman. I knew Leah. And that made sex…better.
I fucked her naturally, without protection. Christ. The protection I needed wasn’t a condom. No one warned me about the insanity that was slipping inside a woman who stirred everything inside me. She got in my head, fucked everything up, and left me a mess to sort out.
Sex used to clear my mind so I could focus on winning, succeeding, championships.
Now I wanted more. This. Closeness. The understanding between the two of us. We fucked like animals in heat, and we used each other to get exactly what we had wanted, and we joined to create something amazing…
But it wasn’t just sex. I liked it.
I pulled the covers over her trembling form, held her tighter against me, and I watched Leah drift into a peaceful sleep.
Something changed inside me. Something big. Something important.
And it was as fucking exhilarating as it was terrifying.
11
Leah
I woke stiff and exhausted and…sticky.
Very sticky.
Everywhere. My thighs. My slit. The sheets.
Jack wasn’t in the bed—thank God. I slipped from the blankets, stood on wobbly legs, and surveyed the mess. At least I could assess the damage without him watching and flashing that knowing smile.
Not like I hadn’t earned it last night. That gorgeous, cocky smirk overwhelmed me when I was under him, conquered me when I rode him, and dominated me even as I crushed my body against his to harden his cock once more. I’d wanted him to