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“We don’t have a condom.”

“We don’t need one. I want your come. I want all of you.”

“What if you get pregnant?”

“Then I’ll be pregnant.” She stares toward me with a straight face as though the answer is simple.

“You want my babies?”

She nods. “So many of them.”

I hadn’t expected that to turn me on so much, but the idea of fucking a load of babies into her little, virgin pussy has my cock doing overtime.

I pull her panties off of her and step out of my boots, kicking my jeans back into the field. My hand lands under her chin as I say, “You sure you want to do this out here? We could wait or I could take you somewhere private?”

“No!” She pants as she whispers, “Right here, right now. Make me yours!” I’m not sure I’ve heard her be more definitive about anything.

My lips land on her neck and my breath spreads on the lobe of her ear. “Yes, little cat. You’re going to be mine.”

Chapter Five

Mabel

I’m not prepared for this. I mean, I am. I want Reaper more than I’ve ever wanted anything, but I’m not sure I’m ready for his massive dick.

I’ve read that pussies stretch to meet the needs of whatever’s pushing inside of them, but I’m not sure if whoever wrote the article saw a dick like Reaper’s.

He’s huge. I’m talking actual eggplant huge. When I had him in my throat, I wasn’t sure I was going to make it.

He lays back in the grass with his cock up. Thick veins travel along the length and pre-come dribbles at the tip.

I lean in and lick it off, savoring the way he tastes on my tongue.

“Sit on my dick. I want to watch you come.”

The night is perfect. There are a million stars in the sky and a full moon that lights us in its glow. A warm breeze brushes around us and crickets chirp in the distance. Every once in a while, I hear a coyote or a wolf, but I doubt one would come near us. Reaper’s size alone would scare off most anything out here.

Holding his thick cock in my hand, I lower onto his lap with a satisfied moan, sinking him deeper and deeper into my wet heat.

The world goes still, and though there’s a pinch of pain as he squeezes into me, I ignore it in favor of how full he makes me feel.

My hips rock back and forth, and I keep my mind in the moment. I don’t want to think about how old Reaper is, or how I’m betraying my father, or how the chances of this working are insanely low.

I only want this moment. I want to believe with all my heart that the second he comes, he owns me. I want to believe that when he owns me, my life begins. Even if every second of that is a lie, I have no problem with it right now.

Air spills from my lungs in a fury of moans. “You feel so good.”

He pinches my tit with one hand and rubs my clit with the other. I can feel my body seizing all over as nerves I’ve never used before are coming to life.

I finger through the hair on his chest and tug lightly as he thrusts upward into me. “Take my cock like a good little girl and make me come.”

I know he wants to take over. I feel it in his movements, but I like that he’s letting me control this first experience.

Our eyes on one another, he scrubs my clit as I bounce. “Your pussy is so fucking tight, little cat.”

I grind against his dick, faster and faster until my limbs tremble and I’m pulsating from the inside out. My eyes close unintentionally.

“Look at me,” Reaper growls. “Open your eyes.”