Chapter Eight
Xander
I woke up when it was still dark outside. Letty was in my arms, her back to my front, both of us still naked under my comforter.
I laughed to myself. I hadn’t spooned with anyone since I was a teenager.
I did not imagine ending up like this when I saw her at the party last night. At first, I was happy to see her, but that was quickly replaced by anger. How could a sweet and innocent lamb like her be stupid enough to enter a den of wolves willingly?
It didn’t take long to figure out that she came here looking for me. She sought me out so she could give herself to me. But I still didn’t know why she did it. Why did she risk so much to seek me out?
What happened on that table had been mind-blowing. And Letty was the most eager and sensual virgin I’d ever known. The way she demanded things, but still had that look of pure innocence had me questioning who was the one in charge. She also tasted like strawberry ambrosia between her legs of which I wanted more.
Being inside her for the first time was something to remember. That was why I made her look at me when I took her virginity. I knew it was more than a simple fuck and I had to see into her as I claimed her.
After Jackson kicked us out of the chapel, I brought her to my room where we talked and fucked all night long.
I was finally able to explore her body the way I wanted, running my lips and tongue over every inch of her skin. Then I took her slow, drawing out every thrust until she was cussing like a sailor for me to fuck her properly.
After that, I told her about losing my old man when I was little, growing up in Vegas, and joining the Wraiths. She had been a little hesitant to talk about her life, but I tickled her until she told me her favorite things to do like working in the library and volunteering at the church daycare. She also told me about her grandma and how she left a box full of romance novels under her bed for Letty to find.
From the way she spoke, I got the feeling that this was the one night we would have together. A pang hit my chest when I thought about never seeing her again. She was so different from all the women I’d known before who were foul-mouthed and jaded. She was soft, sweet, and caring. I wanted to come home to her softness every night, to be the one she cared about, the one who got all her loving attention. I pulled her a little closer to my body.
My dick stiffened against her softness and it slipped between her legs. I thought about slipping inside bare just like this, fucking her slow and soft with nothing between us. God, that would feel good.
A sinister thought crept into my mind. If you take her bare, she could get pregnant.
I slowly moved my hand down her body to slip between her legs and touched her gently. She moaned in a sleepy voice and arched her back. I kissed and licked her neck while teasing her center. It didn’t take long before I could feel her wetness leaking out on to my hand. Before I could stop myself, I was pushing myself inside her. Letty gasped and brought her hand back to grasp my neck. Feeling Letty around my naked cock was heaven, nothing but warm wetness urging me deeper.
I picked up her leg and brought it over my thigh beneath the comforter so I could get to that spot inside her that would have her writhing.
I kept my thrusts slow, but I made sure I bumped her womb with each one. She whimpered a little, but I rubbed at her clit to keep her pleasure flowing. She turned her head and I kissed her long and hard, letting my tongue explore her mouth leisurely.
I knew what I was doing was wrong, but I couldn’t help myself. Getting Letty pregnant felt too damn good.
Soon her orgasm was gripping her and her sweet pussy clamped down on my cock while she arched her back and pushed against me. I held myself deep and let my own orgasm crash over me. It was so powerful that blood rushed in my ears and my vision blurred as I coated her womb in my seed. I growled into her neck and held her tight, wanting to be as close as possible.
That was the most intense and blissful sex I ever had, which was fucked up.
I rolled on to my back and Letty cuddled into my side. We laid there in silence with my hand caressing her hair and her soft breath flowing over my chest. I never felt so content and that was when my conscience started nagging at me. I’d done some fucked up and evil things in my life, but for some reason, I couldn’t stand this one.
“Letty. I didn’t use a condom.”
She stiffened and sat up. “Do I need to be tested?”
Pre-dawn light shown through my window, giving me just enough to see the worried look on her face. “I wouldn’t worry about that. I’m tested regularly and I always use a condom.”
She rolled her eyes. “Except now.”
I decided not to respond to her comment since I didn’t have an excuse. I sat up and cupped her arms. “I can take you to the pharmacy to get the morning-after pill.”
“What does that do? Does it kill the baby?” she asked, fear and sadness flashing across her face.
I pulled her closer. “No, it won’t hurt the baby if you do get pregnant. It just reduces the chances of you getting pregnant in the first place.”
“Oh, okay.” She seemed to relax a little and we lay back down on the bed. I’m not sure why, but I was pleased by her reaction to possibly aborting our child. It gave me hope that she felt more for me than just lust.
For the first time in my life I wanted to ask a woman about our future. But before I could summon the courage, Letty asked, “What time is it?”
I grabbed my phone. “Almost six.”
Letty sat up and pulled her legs out from under the covers. “I should probably find Bethany so she can take me home.”
I sat up, too. “I’ll take you.”
“No, it’s less dangerous if it’s Bethany.”
“What do you mean less dangerous?”
“If I am caught with Bethany, I will be punished severely. If I’m caught with you … I don’t even want to imagine what they would do.”
I suddenly didn’t like the idea of her going back to Grady. If they find out about tonight, what will they do to her?
I opened my mouth to tell her so, but something stopped me. If she doesn’t go back to Grady, would she stay here? But I was leaving for California soon, so I couldn’t keep her. My idea of getting her pregnant suddenly seemed absurd. I wasn’t ready for an old lady or a kid and it certainly wasn’t a good idea to bring them along to a potential war zone.
And yet, as I watched her dress, I realized that if things had been different maybe I could be ready for something like that. Lately, the same old tail was boring and I found myself wanting something more from a woman.
But it didn’t matter, things were not different. She had to go back to Grady and I had to go to Cali.
She began walking toward the door, but I snagged her arm and tugged her to me, giving her one last kiss. One passionate kiss that told her how I felt in this moment. When she pulled away, I thought I saw a tear in her eye, but she quickly turned away and left the room. She didn’t even say goodbye.