Pregnant For My Father-in-Law
The hunger between my legs was for Dax, his thickness, his knot, the way he’d filled me until I forgot how to breathe.
Jasper’s cock had been nothing but a tool tonight, wielded to humiliate me. It hadn’t even touched me. And thank God for that. The pup would’ve torn me apart from the inside if he’d tried.
Vivienne was still on the bed, curled into a tight ball, back to me, shoulders shaking with quiet sobs.
Her dark hair was a tangled mess, mascara streaked down her cheeks in black rivers, lipstick smeared across her chin and jaw.