Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28319 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28319 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
“Well played,” Molly congratulated with a soft laugh.
“This is so wild.” Dahlia shook her head. “I never would’ve guessed Whiskey would end up being a single daddy.”
“Everything is turning up babies around here,” I murmured, resting my hand over my still-flat belly.
“Oh my gosh,” Elise squealed. “You’re pregnant too!”
“Yup.” I beamed a smile at her. “Our due dates shouldn’t be too far apart, so our children will grow up more like siblings than cousins.”
“With three other bonus cousins in their Iron Rogues family,” Molly added, gesturing at her and her sister’s rounded bellies. “Now that we’ve got this little one here.”
EPILOGUE
STORM
“Don’t know if I’ll ever be able to be inside this room without getting hard as fuck,” I murmured to Blakely as we walked into the room we used when we’d stayed with the Westland Riders. The one her dad had said he’d never return to when he found out it was the one Jagger had put her in when we got together. One of the prospects had moved his shit to another room, and this one was ours whenever we visited.
Blakely’s cheeks heated, and I couldn’t help smiling at how adorable she was. All the years we’d been together, all the things we’d done and said, and she still blushed like a virgin at the topic of sex.
I curled my arm around her waist and pulled her body against mine, bucking my hips so she could feel every inch of my long, rigid cock. “The kids are with Staci until tonight,” I grunted as I glided a hand under her skirt. I fucking loved it when she wore skirts and dresses. “Should I remind you how it felt when I popped your cherry and made you mine?”
Blakely moaned, and her hands tunneled into my hair. “Yes, please.”
Feeling the tiny string holding up her panties, I snapped it and ripped them away. “Maybe I’ll even get you pregnant again.”
“Gideon,” Blakely groaned. “I’m still nursing Cobi. I—oh!”
She stopped talking when I tossed her on the bed and dropped to my knees, latching my mouth onto her drenched pussy. “Always so fucking wet for me,” I grunted as I ate her like she was my last meal.
After driving her to one screaming orgasm, I quickly stripped us both and climbed onto the bed. I laid on my back and guided her up so she was straddling me on her knees. Her tits glistened with beads of milk, and I knifed up to lick each tip before sucking one into my mouth.
“Gideon!” she called out as she dropped down onto my cock.
“Fuck!” I shouted at the tight grip of her pussy. “Ride me, Blakely. That’s my good girl. Fuck, yes!”
My hips immediately took up a steady rhythm, fucking up into her slick channel. “Always love fucking you, baby. But damn, tasting your milky tits while you bounce on my cock is…oh fuck, yeah!” I groaned when she squeezed me, and her inner muscles rippled around my dick.
I sat up again and gave her other breast attention, drinking her sweetness until I was ready to break.
Falling back onto the mattress, I gripped her hips, helping her up and down so I was slamming up into her every time she came crashing down. “Yes! Fuck! That’s my gorgeous girl. Taking me so good.”
I suddenly flipped us over and pushed her legs back into her chest, shoving my dick in so deep, I bumped her womb. “Tell me you want my baby, Blakely,” I grunted. Her inner muscles spasmed, and I grinned. “Yeah, that’s what I thought. Tell me. Tell me you want me to fuck another baby into you.”
“Yes,” she moaned, her head thrashing as her body writhed beneath me.
“Say it, baby.”
“I want you to fuck me!”
Come spurted from my cock, but I wasn't ready to let go. “And?”
She opened her beautiful blue eyes and stared into my gaze as she whispered, “Give me your baby, Gideon.”
“That’s my good girl.”
Just like the night I made her mine, I fucked her long, hard, and deep. The bed crashed into the wall over and over while she chanted, “Yes! Yes! Oh yes, Gideon!”
My spine tingled, and I knew I was about to lose it, so I reached between us and pinched her clit. She screamed my name as her climax hit her, and I exploded right after.
“Fuck, yes!” I roared as I pumped my come into her womb, stuffing her full and silently ordering my boys to do their job.
An hour later, I’d fucked her once more for good measure. We were lying in our blissed-out state, trying to catch our breath, when she glanced at the clock and shrieked, “We have to be there in an hour!”
“Calm down, baby. The prison is only forty minutes away.” Blakely’s dad was getting out, and we’d come down to be there when he walked out a free man.