Page 73 of Broken Pieces

She starts to squirm as she tries to move her ass away from me. “Maddox, can you please stop? I’m so sensitive.”

“Sorry, baby. Just trying to get it all back inside you.”

“You can’t get me pregnant,” she says bluntly, looking back over her shoulder.

“Fuck yes we can.” I raise a brow at her, telling her there’s no talking her way out of this one.

Max places his palm on her cheek and gently coaxes her to look at him. “Violet, you don’t get a say in this. We got you back, you'reours and we get to do what we want with you now. Including making you have our children.”

Glowering at Max, she pushes herself off his chest and rolls onto the bed next to him. He sits up and reaches for her chin. This time he’s rough with her and I get the urge to stop him, but I don’t.

Anger darkens his eyes once more. It comes so easily to him now.

“Violet, you’re ours. What do you not understand about that? You do what we say and if that means you’re having our baby, then you’re having our baby.”

She frowns at him confused, but also flushed.

Is the thought of having our babies turning her on?

She can’t hide how much she loves it when we tell her what to do.

She lives to obey us.

“I mean youreally can’t. I get the shot every few months. I can’t get pregnant.”

Silence follows her statement like a deadweight. Max’s face turns into cold stone and he lashes out grabbing her by the throat.

Violet looks to me for help as she claws at his arm, but I’m frozen, unsure what to do or whose side to take.

I’ve wanted to have her under our control for so long, to make her fear and love us at the same time.

Now that she’s here, all I want is her love.

If I do the wrong thing I’m not sure how Max will react. He's volatile right now.

I’d like to think he wouldn’t hurt her. Two years ago I’d bet my life on it, but now…well things are different. He's gone through so much, suffered more than one person should, lost everything in the course of one night.

But we have her now. Our missing third piece is back. He doesn’t have to suffer anymore, but how do I make him believe that?

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Max

She can’t get pregnant.

The plans to keep her as ours are once again slipping through our fingers.

“Mad?” I snap, not looking away from Violet pinned beneath me.

“What? How was I supposed to know?”

“It was your job to check."

Violet writhes beneath me as the chokehold I have on her neck tightens. I’m using my weaker arm to hold her down and it makes me feel so fucking good knowing that I can pin her down like this whenever I want.

This is exactly why I wanted to wait so long for this night to happen.

“I did! I looked through all her stuff and didn’t find any pills. I didn’t think she might be on anything else.”