I shouldn’t be mad. It’s not like he did anything. She just touched his arm and talked to him. However, I’ve watched them fuck before. It hurt so damn bad, and there she was thinking she could just touch him. Jealousy surges through my body the rest of the day. I know that Ward sees it because he keeps smirking at me like I’m cute. I’ll show him cute.

Once dinner has been consumed, cleaned up and Easton is in bed for the evening, I march toward our bedroom myself. Today has been a long day. We shopped for some clothes for me and Easton, and then we went grocery shopping. I’m tired, but not too tired to forget how pissed off I am.

“Baby,” he says, almost chuckling as he locks the bedroom door behind him.

Crossing my arms over my chest, I glare up at him, which only causes his lips to twitch and smile wider. “Don’t you baby me,” I snap.

Before I even realize what’s happening, he has his hands around my waist and is tossing me onto the top of the bed. I bounce twice before he dives on top of me, moving his hands from my waist, he cages my head in with his arms. His nose slides along mine and then his lips brush my own. I fight not to melt against him, especially since he’s being gentle and sweet.

He grins against my lips, his tongue tasting them before he lifts his head again. “You being jealous is sexy as hell. Especially since it’s fucking ridiculous,” he chuckles.

“Is it ridiculous? Really? I saw you fuck her, and it wasn’t something new,” I snap, again.

His nose runs along my own, again, then he dips his chin and his tongue tastes my skin where his name is etched. When he lifts his head, his dark blue eyes look like they’re about to fucking ignite. “Baby, I’ve fucked a lot of girls. That ain’t front page news. But you know, you’re special. You’re mine,” he states.

“I don’t like her touching you,” I breathe as his lips move across my chest.

Ward’s fingers wrap around the hem of my shirt and gently lift it up, the backs of his knuckles skim the entire length of my body making my muscles twitch. My arms automatically lift as he drags the shirt up my body and throws it somewhere behind me.

His mouth moves down my chest to the swell of my breasts and I whimper when his teeth scrape my skin. I want more, so much more. His fingers wrap around the cup of my bra and he roughly tugs it down. I hear the fabric rip, and I should be mad because it’s one of my only bras, but I don’t care. When his lips wrap around my nipple and he sucks, my back arches and I let out a long deep moan.

“I won’t let her touch me again, baby,” he groans.

His lips trail down to the tops of my shorts and my belly dips as I wait in anticipation of more. His fingers pull on the button, and then he tugs the zipper down. I whimper when he pulls them down my legs, taking my panties with them. His fingers wrap around the inside of my thighs and he quickly yanks my legs apart.

Ward’s tongue licks my entire center in one long stroke, swirling around my clit before he repeats it a second time. On the third stroke, one of my hands dives into his hair and I hold onto him tightly. He growls against my center, moving toward my clit and sucks it between his teeth, then flicks it.

My hips automatically lift as I search for more from him. Ward’s hands slip beneath my ass and he grabs ahold of my flesh, squeezing it tightly as he continues flicking my clit with his tongue.

My hips buck against his mouth, enjoying the way he makes me feel, the way his warm tongue feels against my body. When he fills me with it, I moan.

Slipping my hand down my body, I begin to touch my clit while he fucks me with his tongue. Ward moans, his eyes lifting to meet mine. We watch one another, our gazes connected as I climb closer toward my release.

My clit is wet and slippery from his tongue, my fingers gliding so easily that my thighs begin to shake. Ward growls and I completely lose it. Crying out, my hand moves harder and faster against myself as I come.

Ward doesn’t allow me much time to bask in my afterglow. Instead, he crawls up my body, his cock surging deep inside of me immediately. Lifting my head, I press my mouth against his, licking my wetness from his lips as I shift my hand around the back of his neck.

His hands wrap around the underside of my knees as he spreads my thighs wide, holding me still while his hips begin to rock forward, his pelvis pressing against my sensitive clit with each downstroke. He rips his mouth from mine, his head tipping down while he watches as he fucks me.

“Baby,” he moans. I’m unable to move as he has me pinned down, so I let out a shaky whimper instead. “How could you think that this beauty could happen with anyone else?” he asks. “This is fucking breathtaking.”

My pussy clenches at his words. I climb closer toward a second release, my body feeling instantly hot. Ward groans as his movements speed up. The only noise I can hear in the room is his body slamming against my own, and it turns me on even more. He owns me, every part of me, and right now, I’m completely rendered helpless and I wouldn’t want to be any other way.

“Come around me, baby. Squeeze me,” he growls.

He lowers his face and his lips press against mine in a hard kiss when his tongue fills my mouth he groans again, his fingers squeezing my legs harder and it’s then that I come. My pussy flutters then pulses before it finally clenches around him and I pull my head back and let out a long cry, my orgasm washing over me.

Ward pounds his hips against mine roughly, three more times before he buries himself deep inside of me and lets out a long groan. He fills me with his release and I whimper as I feel the way it fills my body.

Almost too quickly, he slips out of me, sitting back on his knees as he releases one of my legs. His hand keeps a firm grasp on my other one while his free one slides between my thighs. I watch as two fingers slide inside of me.

“Sweetheart?” I ask, my voice hoarse.

He grunts. “It’s so fucking pretty, the way you take my cum,” he mumbles as he fucks me with his fingers. “Fuck,” he groans as he brings his fingers out of me and begins to paint my pussy with them. “Covered, fucking covered in my cum. All mine,” he murmurs.

“All yours,” I whisper.

His dark blue eyes meet mine and he grins. “Fuck yeah, you are,” he winks.

“I should clean up.”

Ward shakes his head. “Not tonight, tonight I’m going to fill you over and over with my cum. You’re fucking mine, and I need to mark you, again and again,” he states.

Lifting my hand, I cup his cheek, feeling his beard with my palm. “Okay, sweetheart.”

I slam Hayden’s arms above her head as I drive my cock deep inside of her pussy. She arches her back closer toward me as her eyes close. Her pussy flutters around me, and I know she’s getting close. I grit my teeth as I pound into her body, harder than I should but not really giving a fuck either. She doesn’t look like she’s in any type of pain.

Sliding one of my hands from her wrist to her arm and continuing until I curl my fingers around her tit, I grip her tightly. She widens her legs even more than they already are and tips her hips up, taking more of me at a different angle.

“Sweetheart, oh my God,” she breathes. I grab ahold of her wrist and tit even tighter. She’ll probably have bruising, but I don’t give a fuck. Bruises from me, from us being together, that’s sexy as fuck. “I’m close,” she rasps.

She doesn’t have to tell me that she’s close, I can feel her cunt squeeze me as she climbs. “Come on baby, soak me, squeeze me,” I growl.

Lowering my head, I press my lips against her neck and gently suck on her skin as my cock continues to piston in and out of her tight heat. Her entire body shakes beneath mine before she lets out a long sob.

Her pussy clenches around my cock so hard that it almost hurts. She fucking squeezes my cum out of me, my orgasm rippling through my body and catching me by surprise.

I slump on top of her, not even attempting to keep my weight from crushing her small frame as I continue to kiss and nuzzle her neck. Hayden runs her short fingernails up and down my back, which only makes me relax even more. Only when I hear her breath wheeze, do I disengage and roll to the side.

Hayden rolls over and presses the front of her body against my side, her arm wrapping around my stomach and her head against my chest. “Good morning, baby,” I breathe against her hair.

She hums. “Did we even sleep?” she asks.

Chuckling, I tug on the end of her hair that rests against her back. “Not really.”

“You know I’m still not on birth control. I know you keep acting like it’s no big deal, but…”

I shrug, running my hand down her back and grabbing ahold of her ass, squeezing her roughly. She lifts her head, resting her chin on my chest.

“My name on your chest means you’re as good as my wife. I’m giving you a ring and my last name, too, baby. I’m not going anywhere. Never loved a woman before you, not planning on loving another one either.”

“So that means…”

My eyes narrow, but I don’t scowl, I do the opposite—I grin. “Means I don’t give a fuck if you get pregnant.”

“Well, I can pretty much guarantee unless there’s a problem, I either am, or I will be soon, as often as we have sex,” she grumbles.

Leaning forward, I run my nose along hers, inhaling our mixed scent that fills the room. “Good. You’re going to be fucking gorgeous, pregnant,” I grunt.

“You’re crazy,” she exhales. I chuckle because maybe I am crazy, but I don’t care—I don’t give a fuck actually. “When they had me. They told me that I had to have a pregnancy test. They wanted to make sure you hadn’t gotten me pregnant, and if you had, they told me that I was going to have to have an abortion,” she whispers, sliding her eyes to the side.

My entire body locks up at her words, and I try to calm down, but uncontrollable rage pours through me. She must not realize I’m so fucking pissed, because she continues talking. “I knew I had to get away. I couldn’t let that happen,” she cries.

“Should have fucked your ass until the threat was gone,” I state.

It’s Hayden’s turn for her body to completely lock up. I keep my arms around her, unwilling to let her free from my hold though. She doesn’t look up at me, but that’s okay, what I’m saying isn’t something she needs to look at me for.

“Why do you say that?” she asks after a few beats of silence.

I clear my throat. “My dad taught me that. Never fuck a woman’s pussy unless you were committed and ready to procreate. You don’t have to worry about pregnancy when you fuck ass and mouth,” I explain.

I know I’ve mentioned this to her before, but I never saw her as a whore, as someone just to fuck. She’s always been my woman, from the beginning.

“If that’s the way you want it, Ward. You wouldn’t be the first to fuck my ass, so it’s no big deal if that’s all you want from me,” she says.

I can tell her jaw is clenched, but there’s a sadness to her tone and I hate that I’ve made her feel bad, or sad, or whatever the fuck.

Shifting my hand to the back of her hair, I fist it and tug her head back. Her green eyes blaze with a fire I haven’t seen before, and she looks like she’s about to spit in my face, but she doesn’t say a word. She stares at me, daring me to dig myself into a fucking bigger hole.

“I’m committed to you Hayden,” I growl. “But by fucking you with no birth control, and no protection, I potentially set you up for something really fucking bad. I shouldn’t have done that.”

She shakes her head. “They would have fucked me to put a baby inside of me, their baby inside of me, Ward. They would have raped me—brutalized me,” she whimpers. “All over again.”

Her big green eyes search mine and I feel like a fucking asshole. I shake my head, pulling her even closer to my body. “It doesn’t matter, anymore, Hayden. It’s done and over. They didn’t hurt you and I fucked you, enjoyed your body over and over again, not giving a fuck if I planted my seed inside of you or not. Maybe subconsciously, I did all of it on purpose. I’ve never done it before, not with zero protection like that,” I shrug.

“You’re a dick,” she growls.

I tug her head back a little more, my eyes focused on hers. “Yeah, baby, don’t I fuckin’ know it. Nothing’s changed. Told you I was fucked up, told you I was no good for you. Yet, here we are, and you’re mine now.”

Tears stream down her face, and I should feel guilty, but I don’t. I open my mouth to speak, but she beats me to it.

“I am yours, Ward, but you can stop reminding me how you warned me about you. Stop being hot and cold. You tell me you love me, then all that stuff you just spewed, it made me feel like absolute shit. I didn’t deserve that,” she murmurs.

She’s not wrong, I shouldn’t have even said anything. I should have kept my fucking mouth shut about it, but I didn’t. I dip my chin, brushing my lips across hers, slipping my tongue out to taste her own.

When her mouth parts, I slide my tongue inside of her and taste her. She lets out a whimper and my fingers tighten in her hair as I own her.

When we both need to breathe, I break the kiss placing my forehead against her own and keeping my eyes closed. “I accept your apology,” she smiles.

I chuckle. “Let’s go take a shower and I’ll eat your pussy as a proper apology,” I grin.

“Okay,” she breathes.