Step-Savage (Wanting What’s Wrong #6) Read Online Dani Wyatt

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Sports, Taboo, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Wanting What's Wrong Series by Dani Wyatt
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Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 53605 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 268(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 179(@300wpm)
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I hesitate as his hands work the sides of my belly, his thickness filling me as he rocks me back and forth on his length.

“Stuff it in there. Don’t be shy. I want you filthy for me, needy, greedy, begging. I don’t want soft and tentative and polite. I want you raw, my milky, pregnant whore, giving your big brother what he needs.”

His lips open and the floodgates do as well. I groan, thrusting my chest out, driving my breast into his waiting mouth, down, down, deep into the warmth as he latches on in a deep suckle that twists my insides as pleasure explodes below my belly button.

My thighs quiver as an orgasm rages through me unlike any of the ones before. The sensation of his mouth drawing on me has a haze covering my vision, my heart beating against my chest as my whole body erupts in a sheen of sweat.

James moans and sucks, sucks, sucks, like what’s inside me is his salvation.

He rubs my belly like there is a genie inside as we thrust and moan and grind into one another, my small, round body like a bouncing rubber ball on the hard muscle of his thighs as I’m impaled and stuffed with his thickness.

I listen as he swallows down the milk, his eyes flicking to mine with such hunger and intensity I quiver into another breaking orgasm as I squeeze the sides of my breast, watching the hint of white liquid gather at the corner of his lips as he suckles me deep into his throat, making my skin burn and my toes curl.

Everything inside me lights up as my orgasm ebbs. James releases my nipple as he fucks upward, looking down at my belly with awe.

“I fucking thought I was horny for you before, but now you’re going to live on my dick, baby. I may not even go to my games anymore.” He gives me a devious wink before running his hands around my ribs and down to my ass with a hard slap that makes me yelp. “Other tit. Same drill.”

The scruff of his day old beard rasps on my sensitive skin as his lips tighten and release, tighten and release as the let-down prickles over my skin and he draws my other nipple into the heat of his mouth. His teeth work the skin this time, tongue lashing and toying as my hands knead the flesh, giving him more, more, more as the pressure builds and my pussy pulses around him.

I lock my thighs around his hips as my belly flattens against the flexed muscle of his body and the wet sounds of our connection mix with the greedy sound of his mouth suckling at my chest. His hands are tight on my ass, owning me, taking me, making me sing and dream and believe that everything is going to be perfect.

“I love you,” I stutter as another orgasm approaches and James looks up at me, dropping my nipple with milk glistening on his lips.

“I love you too, sis. In more ways than I thought possible. I won’t ever live without you. You’re never getting away from me.”

He lips lock back around me, drawing harder and harder as I arch my back, looking up at the ceiling and praying for a happy ending.

James

Her hands work the sides of her tit, milk spraying against the back of my throat, warm and sweet.

I moan and suck, the flashing vision of the baby curling inside her with my dick buried to her cervix distracting me for a second, then there’s a dark moment as I think that the baby isn’t mine.

But it is.

Because she’s mine.

Would it be different if someone had fucked her and done this?

I want to think not, that I would be civilized and realize that she had a life before me, but deep in my core, I know that’s not me. Fuck, even right now with us both in the same house, I have the tracking app connected. If she so much as fucking pees without me going with her, I’ll be watching that little white dot, making sure she’s safe and well until she returns. I can pretend all I like, but if I knew she’d fucked someone else, I know I would hunt down the fucker and more than likely leave him in a pool of his own blood, not breathing.

Never breathing again.

Thank God that doesn’t need to happen. Could put a ripple in things. There’s something about this moment, sure, her pussy is fucking amazing as always but the way she’s feeding me?

It’s unlike any sensation I have ever felt or imagined.

I’m locked onto her breast, one hand gently squeezing, while her other hand slips up my neck, gathering in my hair and pulling me closer while she lets out these little moans, and her orgasms have soaked us both.


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