“Fuck,” I could listen to that forever,” he says as he pulls me up. “Right now, I want to be inside of you.”
“Please,” I beg.
Abel turns me around and bends me over the arm of the couch to where my feet aren’t touching the ground. “Your sweet little cunt is mine now, Nova. He never deserved you,” he says as he slowly fills me.
“Oh, dear God,” I groan. “Ruby is a fucking idiot for giving you up. Fuck, that’s good.” When he bottoms out, I groan. “Hard. Fuck me harder, Abel. Please.”
“Yes ma’am,” he says in a sultry tone as he draws out of me, then slams back in deep. He gives me these hard punishing thrusts and gradually quickens his pace. I am quickly reduced to nothing more than just desperate moans as he aggressively fucks me. He’s taking out every bit of anger he has for Ruby on me, and I love it. I love how he grips onto me and groans when I tighten my pussy around him. I love the way he gets me right on the edge of real pain but doesn’t cross the line.
“Fuckfuckfuck,” I moan as I start to come again. “Fuck, come in me, Abel.”
“Oh, I’m putting a baby in your belly, Nova. I’m going to fuck you like this until you get pregnant, and then I’ll do it some more. I’ll do it for the rest of our lives.”
“Oh God, I am so glad I married you,” I groan.
Abel moans my name as he offers me a few more intense surges before burying himself deep as he comes.
“Till death do we part, Mrs. Hayes,” he says.
“Mmm. That sounds good. Nova Hayes,” I grin at him when he pulls me up to stand. He smiles at me before going over and stopping the recording.
“Ready for this?” he asks as he taps on his phone to send the video to our small group chat with the four of us.
“So ready,” I say as I grab my phone and go to the family group chat where we have over a hundred people getting updates. “Ready when you are.”
We typed out a simple message with the video that says, “The wedding is off.”
“All set,” he says. We both hit send at the same time before he and I both leave the group chats at the same time. He leads me to the bathroom and we turn on the camera at the house to see what Brock and Ruby do. My phone is propped up as Abel takes the time to clean me.
They both open their phone and have a nearly identical reaction when they gasp and sit up from the couch. Brock stands up and goes to the mantle to look around for the camera. I decide to fuck with him and hit the speaker button.
“Have a good life, Brock. Tell Ruby that I will take good care of her boyfriend,” I say.
“You stupid bi…” Brock starts but I shut the camera off, laughing.
“Let’s get dressed and go to the airport,” Abel says. “Do you havea bag packed?”
“Yeah. I already had everything packed,” I say. ”I prepared ahead of time and got everything out that I need. I can replace anything I left behind.”
“Perfect,” he says with a smile. “Let’s go on our honeymoon so I can fuck you some more,” he says before kissing me deeply.
“I can’t wait,” I smile.
Chapter eleven
Double Trouble
Twin StepBrothers
Summer is almost overand it’s time to start packing for college. Two years down, two more to go. I’ve been in the dorms the last two years, but Mom got married and Charlie insists that I live off campus. I don’t know if he’s trying to buy me or if he is just like this but he’s trying buy me things left and right. Mom said he’s just like that and his sons are as well. I don’t know much about his sons, which is odd because I went to middle and high school with them. We’ve attended the same college for the last two years as well.
“Mia, your mom and I want to talk to you downstairs,” Charlie says from my doorway. I set down the box in my hand and turn to him.
“Uh, okay,” I say. I follow him out and meet my mom and his sons in the living room.
Declan and Darian are identical twins.Gorgeoustwins. They have a god-like body that is perfectly sculpted. There is over a foot difference between us as I am just over five feet, and they are six foot four. I am just short, awkward, and shy.
“Everything okay?” I ask, trying to avoid the twins’ gaze. They’re always watching me, but I can’t figure out what they are thinking.