Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 52241 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52241 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
As I spoke, I swore I could feel the bulge at the base of his shaft nudging against the mouth of my pussy. Could it be Jack had had a change of heart? Could it be that he was actually going to knot me? If he did, I was sure the head of his cock—which I could feel pressing hard inside me—would slip inside the mouth of my womb and he would breed me properly and maybe even plant his baby in my belly.
But then, to my deep disappointment, Jack seemed to think I’d had enough and started to pull out.
“Daddy, no! Wait, please!” I begged, backing up to get him deep inside me again. “I’m not done feeling you inside me yet!”
“We can’t keep this up all night, baby girl,” he said sternly. “I told you before, if I’m not careful I’ll come in you and break the Unbreakable Laws. Besides, isn’t that what scared you the most about that dream you kept having—a man breeding you and coming inside you and getting you pregnant?”
“I guess so…but I don’t…don’t think I would be scared if it was your baby I was pregnant with, Daddy Jack,” I told him. “You can…can breed me and put a baby inside me. I don’t…don’t mind.”
I was having a hard time answering. I was too busy trying to squeeze my Daddy’s hard cock with my inner walls. I wanted to give him a nice massage so he wouldn’t want to leave. And so far it seemed to be working. Though Jack had his hands planted firmly on my hips, his long, thick cock was still thrust all the way inside me, filling me like I had never been filled before.
“Madison, you know that’s wrong—I would never get my own baby girl pregnant,” he protested, but at the same time he was pressing hard inside me and I swore I could feel the head of his cock slipping into the mouth of my womb.
“Mmm, Daddy—but it feels so good to have your big, thick cock inside me,” I moaned, daring to wiggle, just a little, on the long shaft impaling me. “It almost feels like you’re really fucking me—really breeding me.”
“You know I can’t do that, Princess,” Jack growled softly. “I can’t really knot and breed my own baby girl.”
“But what if you knotted me just once—just so I could see how it feels?” I asked, wiggling my hips some more, trying to get some of that thick knot at the base of his shaft to slip into my pussy mouth. “What if you—”
But at that moment the bedroom door burst open and someone shouted,
“Freeze! I’m arresting you both in the name of Packmaster Sanders for breaking the Unbreakable Laws!”
SEVENTEEN
Several strange Were males dragged us apart while I kicked and screamed and Jack protested angrily. I could tell they were Weres because the touch of their hands on my bare skin made me feel sick with revulsion.
“No—no, let me go!” I screamed. “Let me go back to my Daddy!”
“Your Blood-guardian, you mean,” one of them scoffed, a disgusted look on his face. “How can you two stand to look at yourselves after what we caught you doing?”
“It’s not her fault!” Jack roared as he wrestled to get free from the four Were males holding him. “And it’s not your business,” he added, snarling at them. “How dare you invade my home like this?”
“I’m afraid we had no choice, Jack.”
The voice was familiar. I turned my head and saw Packmaster Sanders coming into the room. He was shaking his head and had a disapproving look on his face.
“What do you mean, no choice?” Jack demanded. “You didn’t even fucking knock—you just broke into my property!”
“We had to move fast to catch you in the act—I knew after what I heard from Drake Wilkes and Billy Masters that you were planning to breed your Blood-ward yourself.”
“I wasn’t really going to breed her—or knot her,” Jack protested. “I was just trying to give her some relief—just trying to back down her Heat Cycle so she wouldn’t be in danger.”
“By shoving your cock in her pussy? Yeah, right!” one of the men holdin Jack scoffed.
“Shut your mouth, Brigs,” Sanders said, but without much heat. “Let Jack have his say. Every word out of his mouth will be judged when we bring these two up on trial.”
“Trial?” I gasped. “You can put us on trial! We weren’t doing anything wrong. I don’t care what your stupid laws say—Jack and I are not blood related and whatever we do in the bedroom is none of your business.”
“That’s where you’re wrong, girly,” Sanders snapped.” As Packmaster, everything any member of the Pack does is my business—in or out of the bedroom. I say the two of you are going to trial and so you’re going to trial!” He gave me a stern look. “And I don’t think you’re going to like the result. Cover her,” he added, speaking to the men holding me. “She’s not getting bred tonight—we’ll have the trial tomorrow before the moon rises and decide her fate then.”