[WARNING: The first part of the chapter contains explicit sexual content. Read at your own risk.] Keegan POV: “Vianne,” I growled. “I don’t want to hurt you, but I need it hard and fast right now.” She nodded against my shoulder and bit me. I grunted and slammed her against the tiled wall. “Come here, please,” she cried out as I lifted her off her feet. “Now, now!” I growled out her name as I thrust deep inside her. I didn’t allow her any reprieve from the intrusion, stroking inside her, barely in control of my actions. I just wanted, needed to have her. If it would end soon, I would take and take until I was a permanent memory in her mind as she would be in mine. I would bite her and etch myself in her skin. I was determined to make sure she would, at least, never forget me. One of her hands slid off my shoulder and in between our bodies, teasing her own nipple. I grunted at the sight and changed the angle of my thrusts so that she slid up with every move forward I made. As she

Keegan POV:“Do you think I am man enough to handle you?” I asked in a husky whisper in her ear. Her hands tightened along with mine, resting on her stomach. With the slightest move, I let her feel what seeing her in that dress did to me. Her nails gently bit into my skin, alerting me that it wasn’t the time or the place. “Yes,” she hissed. “God, yes.” Her ass swayed left and right, almost making me groan aloud.“I’m gonna get you for this later.”I grinned against her skin, nipping it lightly. “I am looking forward to it.”“I can feel that.”The witch teased me with another dance of her hips. God, I needed to get her home. My heart, fortunately, decided to remind me of why we were at a restaurant. I didn’t want her to feel that she was nothing more than a job to me. That she was more than a fling. To do that, I had to at least show her a good tim

Keegan POV:“Any word on Claire?” Vivian asked from Clement’s right. Jarred shook his head. “That is the thing. There is nothing about what to do with the kid. He has you last seen with the child, but that is it.”“He knows that I won’t just leave her with anyone,” she explained softly. “So, he put a price on my head and that I am traveling with a little girl. Brant probably thinks I have no one to turn to, but the fact that I have such a large sum of money at my disposal makes this method the only solution for him. Is there any indication that the congressman or the public knows anything about my disappearance?”“There is nothing about the congressman putting this price on your head, just his son. But that could be only because he is a public figure,” Jarred said. “As for the public, the divorce proceeding has been announced.”“Divorce?” Clement g

Keegan POV:I groaned as I got off the cycle that Claire had insisted on me riding. It was for a child a little bigger than her, but for her amusement, I had allowed it. “Fuck,” I hissed. A giggle made me aware that I wasn’t alone. “I will put in twenty in your jar later, princess.”“Mommy said the f-words count for double,” Claire said with another giggle. “Claire,” Vianne said loudly as she pulled up behind me. “He is hurting right now. You can get money from him later.”“Thanks for the help,” I grunted, leveling a glare in her direction. “I haven’t ridden such a small bike. Give me a break.”Vianne smiled and pressed her lips to my cheek. “I’m sorry, honey,” she said cheekily. “I’m sorry too, Keegan,” Claire said. “I am just playing. Swear words are okay if you are in pain.”I g

Keegan POV:“She is watching television, by herself,” I said, closing the distance between us. “Why didn’t you just tell me?”She shrugged, fingering the comforter on the bed beneath us. “I didn’t know how to bring it up without making things all weird between us.”"Okay," I said, kneeling in front of her, between her thighs. My hands slid over her jeans, watching her closely. "Please don't keep things like that from me again, okay? I don't like it."She nodded. “What about all this freaked you out so much?”“I wasn’t that freaked out,” I countered. She rolled her eyes. “Keegan you looked like you had been run over by a train. Don’t lie to me.”"I'm not going to," I said, taking a deep breath to find the right words. "The idea of you being pregnant isn't the problem, sweetheart. It's the fact that there is still so much that has to go