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Ember

H aving the approval of my family was one thing, but this new breeding obsession of Ethan’s was something else entirely. Once my dads had left, Blaze hung back, wanting a quiet word with Ethan, but Ethan wouldn’t let me away from him so I heard everything.

“Look, I’m backing you guys, and I’ll do what I can to get them to keep their noses out of your lives, so don’t make me regret it. I’ve killed bigger men than you, and I don’t mind doing it again.”

“Thanks, Blaze, this has been really special.” Ethan really hadn’t learned to hold back his sarcasm, but then my family had taken sarcasm to a whole new level, so what’s one more?

Blaze rolled his eyes. “You need a job though, because you need to make your own start, or this idea of shacking up here under the thumbs of my dads isn’t going to work out. I know what you’re gonna say, you’re blacklisted as a teacher, but I can fix that. I can hack in and make that all go away. The fact that you were cleared of misbehaving with my baby sister will be on record, but it’ll remove that lock keeping you from teaching again.”

Ethan groaned, shaking his head at Blaze.

“God no. Blaze, I appreciate the offer, but I’m not fucking sane enough to be around impressionable people anymore. I mean, I’d never be interested in them the way I am with Em, but I wouldn’t be a good role model for anyone. I need to find something new to do with my life, and I will. I just need time to get my finances sorted. Right now I’m too big a risk to get credit, and I have debts like you wouldn’t believe.”

Blaze shrugged, heading for the door. He stopped as he held it open, glancing back at us.

“I’ll wipe your debts, and fix your credit rating, man. It’s a few fucking lines of code, it’s easy. You’ll get your new start, but use it wisely. I don’t want to have to keep making these visits. I’ve got a baby at home, and a woman who desperately needs me at her side day and night.” He grinned wickedly then, winking at us both. The door closed behind him, and Ethan moved fast, lifting me up over his shoulder as he headed for the stairs.

“What the fuck!”

He laughed, rubbing my ass.

“He has a baby already, little saboteur. We need to get on with making ours, don’t you think? Then they can be cousins and play together.” My god. Those aren’t thoughts that make me feel sexy at all!

“I’m too young to have kids, Ethan. I want a life first!”

“You can do both, and I’ll prove it to you. First we need to stuff you full of so much cum, that you’ll be bursting at the seams. Hmm…” he went quiet as he reached the top of the stairs, and that was unnerving as hell.

“What? Ethan? What does hmm mean?”

Ethan kicked the bedroom door closed behind us.

“Just thinking of ways to stop it leaking back out of you, baby. I want you fertilised, and that happens easier when my guys stay up there where they belong.”

“Your guys… you realise you sound like an imbecile when you say stuff like that?” It should have insulted him, especially as a teacher who was infinitely more intelligent than he appeared lately, but he just chuckled.

“You just want me to make it hurt, baby, and that’s okay, I can do that.” Oh god. Was it wrong to say that suddenly that was all I wanted? He could make it hurt so good.

“Ethan?” He dumped me on the bed, and started tugging at my clothes.

“Yeah?”

“Do you at least love me? You’re making all these plans with me, but you’ve never said it.” He paused, lifting his head from the task at hand; stripping the woman he wanted to breed, and keep, but maybe didn’t love.

He clenched his fists and sat on the bed beside me, but he didn’t speak straight away and that scared the hell out of me. Was he about to say he didn’t love me, or couldn’t. Wouldn’t?

Ethan

IT WAS WHAT SHE needed to hear, but was I capable of it? Saying it would be easy for most men, especially if it meant getting laid, but just saying it wouldn’t be enough. It shouldn’t be said if it’s not backed up by real feeling, by real desperate fucking love. Do I love her?

“Do you really need to hear it, Ember? Is it a deal breaker if I don’t say it?”

She sat up, tugging her top back down, and hugging herself. She really was the sweetest little thing, so petite compared to me. How could so much crazy be locked inside a person so small?

“You either feel it or you don’t, Ethan. I don’t know if it’s a deal breaker, but I’m sure as hell not marrying or having a baby with a man who doesn’t love me. We can still be together and have sex, but I grew up in a family filled with so much love that I don’t think I should have to settle for anything less.” Fuck. And here I was, so sure I’d figured it all out. If I say it now, it’s like I’m just saying it just to get what I want.

“What if you’re already pregnant? I won’t let you get rid of our child, Em.” She reached up, cupping the side of my face.

“I’d never do that, Ethan, but I need to know this is something lasting, and without love, how can it be? How can I sleep beside a man who can’t love me? How can I live with you if you never feel that way for me? I’m not trying to manipulate you-”

“Of course you are, little saboteur, because that’s what you were raised to do. I feel so many things for you, and I want you, I need you, I have to be with you. I can’t let you be away from me. I can’t sleep without you beside me. I can’t imagine having a baby with anyone but you. Tell me that isn’t love. Tell me that isn’t exactly what you need from me. You’re it for me. The only one, the only woman, mine forever. Isn’t that love?”

She swallowed hard, staring at me with wide eyes, the man she’d wanted since the first day she was introduced to me, forbidden as I was back then. Maybe it wasn’t about that anymore though. Maybe it was about me being here with her, and wanting her. Wanting a life with her, a future. Was it enough?

“Oh fuck it,” she said, grabbing the back of my head and pulling me close for a kiss. The kiss went from hard and aggressive, to sweet and loving. Isn’t this love?

“It’s enough, right? I’m enough?” I asked as I stripped her off, and lavished her breasts and nipples with attention, kissing, licking, biting them. Is it? Isn’t it?

I buried my face between her legs, licking her into screaming oblivion.

“Isn’t this enough? Isn’t this what you want?”

I thrust deep inside her, pinning her down on the bed as I filled her brutally over and over with my cock, my face so close to hers that she could only just focus on me, the intensity in her eyes practically burning me from the inside out.

“Isn’t this everything, Em?” I asked as I came inside her again, reaching down to rub at her clit until she joined me, falling over the brink of sheer bliss, as her pussy pulled my cum deep inside her.

“Isn’t this as good as love? Better, even?”

Ember pulled me tight against her, my weight probably crushing her, but was she about to say yes, or break what little of my heart remained? If my heart was at risk, wasn’t it love after all?

“Maybe I can love enough for both of us,” she whispered, settling on top of me as I rolled over, keeping us intimately connected as she drifted off to sleep. We’re crazy enough that it just might work.