True Love – Love Series Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 32375 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 162(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
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As Derek pulled out of the garage and the door began to shut, I put my hand on the small of Allison’s back and steered her toward the door on the opposite side. It opened to a set of stairs that took you up to the basement level of the house, which sat on top of the garage. “The elevator is there,” I explained, pointing at the only other door. “It will take you to every floor and as you become bigger, I will expect you to use it.” I threw her a warning glance to let her know I wasn’t fucking around. Her safety and that of our child were more important to me than anything.

The main staircase in the house was beautiful, especially with the way they twisted around to make a swirling feeling when you looked down from the top. But it was a work of art, not all that functional. There was another, more practical set at the back of the house, but even those, I wouldn’t want her climbing when she was heavily pregnant.

We ascended the steps and entered a section of the house that I’d gutted but hadn’t gotten around to renovating. “There was a lot to do and the basement wasn’t a top priority.” I guided her up another set of stairs that opened into a massive kitchen, which was also in need of updating. I banged my head against a mental wall for not taking her in through the front door. Her first impression of her new home wasn’t looking good.

“The back family room is done, as well as a theater room, and my office. Oh, and the master suite.”

Allison walked around the room, looking at things here and there with the same blank features on her lovely face. I frowned, missing her natural guilelessness, the way she usually wore her thoughts and feelings on her sleeve, or more accurately on her face and in her gorgeous eyes.

“This is your house?” she blurted out, her eyes bouncing around some more.

I arched an eyebrow at her puzzled frown.

“In New York.” She blinked a few times as if she were trying to clear away her confusion. “You live in Manhattan?”

“Yes.” It hadn’t occurred to me until right then that I’d never told her I was only visiting Cap Cana. And since I mentioned taking her to meet my family, it was an obvious conclusion for her to think I lived there.

“This is your house,” she emphasized.

“No,” I disagreed emphatically.

“Pardon?” Her perplexed gaze came back to me as I slowly prowled toward her.

Only when I was standing toe to toe with her did I finally answer. “This is our home, Ali.”

Her jaw dropped and she shook her head, taking a step back. I took a step forward and we did the same dance as that night in the boathouse, ending up with her back against the wall and my arms caging her in. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, filling my lungs with her vanilla scent and practically tasting the same flavor of her pussy.

“You have no idea how much I want you, nena,” I croaked. My mouth had gone dry and I swallowed hard as I fought to keep myself in check. “No idea the lengths with which I’m willing to go to keep you. Te necesito demasiado en mi vida.”

Her whiskey-colored eyes locked with mine and I made sure I enunciated every word when I declared, “You. Are. Mine.”

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Diego

Allison couldn't hide the warmth that glowed in her eyes, but she still sputtered and disputed, “You can’t just keep me!”

“I can and I fucking will, Allison,” I proclaimed in a hard voice. “This is not up for debate.” I crowded her even more against the wall and put my mouth next to her ear. “You knew exactly what you were doing when you took my hand, nena. Then you let me eat your sweet young pussy, pop your cherry, and bury my fat cock in your unprotected womb where I stuffed you so full of my come that you were bred the very first time I had you.” I nibbled on her lobe and ground my raging erection into her. “I own you, Ali. Even if you don’t want to admit it yet. Your body craves mine.”

Allison’s breathing had grown choppy and her tits were rubbing on my chest, the hard nipples poking through the material of her bra and blouse. I shifted my position, intending to kiss her when she muttered, “I’m not moving in with you just because we had sex and you got me pregnant.”

Rearing back, I glowered at her. “My wife and children will live with me, and that’s final.”

“What wife?” she snapped.

“You,” I snapped right back. “We’re getting married tomorrow.”

She opened her mouth to say something, but then her jaw went slack and her eyes widened. “Did you say...children? As in more than one?” She shook her head and tried to push me away, but I didn’t budge. “I know you want a family and having this baby is a dream come true for you. But I’m not marrying you and moving in and having a houseful of babies with you just because you got me pregnant from a one-night stand!”


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