Page 14 of His Bet To Take
She tries to move, but I stop her, wanting to keep myself locked inside her sweetness until I know nothing will go to waste.
“Not yet, Mae.”
She looks between us and blushes, staring at the base of my cock as the other nine inches stay buried.
“This is only the beginning, Mae. The world you knew is a world that is dead. This is your life now. You need to understand something…”
She blinks her orgasmic-crazed eyes at me, listening like the good girl she is.
“I’m in your debt now.” I place her hand on my heart. “Do you understand?”
She smiles, leaning on her elbows to give me a kiss. “An item no one has ever dared to buy before.”
“I wouldn’t let them.”
She brushes her knuckles down my cheek and I relish in the gentleness, the one woman who can send me to my knees.
“Priceless,” she whispers over my lips before kissing me again.
Nothing can buy this.
All the money in the world and I’d give it up if it meant feeling her touch one last time.
I’m taken.
Epilogue
Mae
Four years later
“Oh my God.” I blink at the pregnancy test. Has there been a time in the last four years when I haven’t been pregnant?
I remember wondering what to do about my brother. If I wanted him to meet our boys, but I decided I didn’t want them to have a man like that in their life. Ian might not be the nicest man to others, but he’d never offer me up on a silver platter like my brother did.
When I told Ian my decision, he nodded and said he’d take care of it.
I don’t know what that means. I haven’t seen my brother, and he hasn’t come around, so he’s either dead or not on the island anymore.
And I haven’t asked. Ian did what was best for me and our family. And Ian would destroy the world for us if I asked him to.
We have three boys. Three.
Orion, Kingston, and Quillon. They have been so amazing. It’s hard to believe this is my life. Ian gave me everything I have ever wanted. He never lied. Not once. His intensity is something I was always attracted to. And when he said we would get married the next day after he took my virginity, he meant it.
I rub the large seven-carat diamond ring on my finger and smile.
He’s the best man, the best father, and I want to give him as many children as he wants.
I don’t know why I’m so surprised every time I see the two pink lines, but I am. It’s obvious we have no issue getting pregnant but when I find out, I feel like it’s the first time all over again.
I don’t know how we will do it. We have a three-year-old, a two- year old, and a one-year old.
This is going to be chaotic.
A knock on the door sounds and I grab the stick and shove it in my robe pocket. “Mae? Are you okay? You’ve been in there for five minutes.”
I roll my eyes and smile. He doesn’t like to ever have me out of his sight. Some might find it a little controlling or obsessive, but I love it. I never had anyone care about me like he does and anytime when he thinks he might be too much, he gives me more because he knows I love it.