His Secret Child Part 8

"I told you, that s.h.i.+t takes too f.u.c.king long. I don't see what the f.u.c.k your problem is. If I can stand to f.u.c.k your deceitful a.s.s then you can live with this s.h.i.+t. And if not, then too f.u.c.king bad.

Once and for all, we have to do this, believe me I'm no happier about it than you are. Mia is out of chances don't you f.u.c.king get it?"

Since she was so f.u.c.king repulsed by my touch I decided to forego the formalities and just get right down to it.

She had p.i.s.sed me off once again, maybe in the hopes of making me change my mind, good luck with that. My d.i.c.k was hard already, that's all I really needed to get the job done.

Keeping her flat on her stomach, I kneed her legs apart and felt around between her thighs until I felt her heat at my fingertips.

Lying against her back, I used my free hand, the one that wasn't wrapped up in her hair, to guide my c.o.c.k into her from behind.

When I was knocking against the end of her, I leaned over and whispered in her ear. "This is for Mia, I don't give a f.u.c.k how you feel."

She tried holding still, but I found that I didn't like that, not one f.u.c.king bit. She'd unmanned me once before, taken her pound of flesh, now it was my turn.

Reaching beneath her I found her c.l.i.t. I lifted just her a.s.s high enough for my hand to fit under her, and worked her c.l.i.t as I f.u.c.ked her p.u.s.s.y nice and slow.

"You feel that, huh, remember how you use to beg me for it, huh?" I felt her p.u.s.s.y gush around me even as she tried to fight off her feelings.

I played her body from memory, bringing her up to her knees so I could get at her t.i.ts.

I used my teeth in her neck to mark her, while I fingered her a.s.s as my c.o.c.k sawed in and out of her hot c.u.n.t.

"Not talking huh? We'll just let your body speak for itself shall we?"

She wasn't good enough to keep her climaxes hidden from me, or to stifle the screams she released as she came around my c.o.c.k over and over as I tried to climb into her stomach with my d.i.c.k.

f.u.c.k, I've always liked taking her like this, in this position. I could go as deep and as hard as I want, with all of her at my disposal.

The l.u.s.t came out of nowhere and slammed into my chest. That wouldn't have been so bad, I could've handled the renewed l.u.s.t.

What I didn't want, what I absolutely refused to accept, was the return of that other emotion.

No f.u.c.king way. My last thought as I started spewing c.u.m into her womb was that I'd kill her first before I let that s.h.i.+t happen.

I stayed with her all night leaving her body only long enough to get my d.i.c.k hard again. By the fourth time I pulled her beneath me she had lost all inhibitions and was f.u.c.king back at me as hard as I was slamming into her.

That little devil that had taken up residence on my shoulder whispered some obscene s.h.i.+t in her ear as I rode her.

"You might pretend to hate me all you like, but your p.u.s.s.y can't lie. It's starved for me, feel that, you're so f.u.c.king wet I don't even have to move. My d.i.c.k just slips and slides inside all that sweet p.u.s.s.y juice."

And just to be a d.i.c.k, I hit her g-spot at the same moment I bit into her neck and she almost broke my d.i.c.k off when she came.

I held still and let her ride it out, remembering how sensitive her body was after a really intense o.r.g.a.s.m such as the one she'd just had.

Once again I found myself fighting those feelings and had to remember to be on my guard. She still packed that punch it seemed and I was no more resistant to it now, than I had been then.

That was a f.u.c.ked thing to learn at a time like this, when I had no choice but to f.u.c.k her for the sake of my child. Life truly is weirder than f.u.c.king fiction because I would've bet my nuts that I would never dip my d.i.c.k in that pool again.

But like I'd told her, for that little girl that was part of me, I would do any f.u.c.k I had to, to keep her alive, f.u.c.k everyone and everything else.

I left her barely breathing at about three in the morning when my d.i.c.k had given all he had to give. This was going to be an all night occurrence until I hear the words 'I'm pregnant', then and only then will I stop.

I couldn't even stop to think about how long this f.u.c.kery was gonna take while my child was slowly dying before my eyes.

All I can do now is hope for the best, hope that it wasn't too late. Because if it is, I'm going to f.u.c.king jail for killing her a.s.s no joke!

I'm not sure how I'm gonna do this for the next few weeks or months or however long it takes for me to breed her. As soon as my d.i.c.k goes soft that anger rises up inside me again and all I can think of is making her pay for what the f.u.c.k she did.

I fell asleep dreaming of the day that my little girl was healed. I refuse to accept any other outcome than that, I can't. It's just not in me to accept that a child of mine will die without having had time to live, especially when I haven't had the chance to be her dad.

Chapter 9.

The next morning, I woke up alone in my bed with eleven inches of steel sticking up in the air, tenting the sheet out of proportion.

I stroked him once, twice before climbing out of bed. I had a sinister smile on my face as I walked down the hall and pushed her door open slowly.

She was sprawled on her back the way she always slept when we were together. I just walked over and pulled the sheet she had around her middle, down and off.

I slowly climbed in between her thighs and used my d.i.c.k as a tuning rod. He found the p.u.s.s.y easy enough and slid right in.

She sighed and opened her thighs wider moving her body in time with mine. I looked down at her smiling face because I knew she was caught up in a dream.

I also knew that as soon as she realized that this was no dream, she would be back to her s.h.i.+t again.

She jerked awake when I hit her cervix and kept going. Her eyes widened and for a split second I thought I saw something in her them before they cleared.

I guess she'd spent the night shoring up herself because she tried to fight me. "Stop it, you'll only wind up hurt."

"I hate you; I'm only doing this for Mia no matter what you say. I'll never want your touch..."

"I'm so f.u.c.king sorry to tell you that I don't give a f.u.c.k. Trust me, this is the last place I want to be."

"Then go-go back to your perfect fiancee." Where the f.u.c.k did she hear that s.h.i.+t? Whatever, I wasn't interested. She couldn't seem to get it through her head that I was doing this only for my child.

"Jealous? Don't worry I've got more than enough for both of you." Even the thought repulsed me, but I wanted to hurt her.

I had to hold her hands down and pin her to the bed with my d.i.c.k when she flailed them at me. I licked her neck right where I'd marked her the night before as I eased out of her cervix.

She wanted to pretend indifference, but I was mad enough at her s.h.i.+t that I wanted to make her pay.

She hated my d.i.c.k, did she? We'll see about that s.h.i.+t. She might believe that because she'd pulled the wool over my eyes once before that she could play me for the fool again.

This time, no matter what my d.i.c.k wanted, I was the one in control. I am the one who was going to destroy her this time around.

I didn't ease up my strokes, that wouldn't have worked. If I remember correctly this shy little thing under me liked to be f.u.c.ked, and that's just what I was about to do.

I didn't suck on her t.i.ts so much as I chewed on them. Each time I pounded into her, I pulled on her nipple hard, making her clench around my c.o.c.k.

My meat just kept growing inside her, too much f.u.c.king excitement. I could feel it rubbing against her walls as I stroked her.

Her a.s.s started moving with each of my thrusts as soon as she thawed out and decided to enjoy herself instead of acting the a.s.s.

It wasn't long before her heels were digging into my a.s.s, and her p.u.s.s.y was pulsing as she came again, something else she couldn't keep hidden from me.

I f.u.c.ked her into the bed until I felt the sting of her nails in my back.

I couldn't hold back the loud grunt that escaped me as I went blind and jetted three hard shots of seed inside her, followed by two weaker ones. I didn't pull out though until I'd dripped the last drop deep inside her.

"It's time to go, I have something to do before we go to the hospital." I pulled out and got off of her, leaving her a hot sticky mess with my seed leaking out between her thighs.

It occurred to me as I cleared the door, that in the last twenty- four hours I had crossed more boundaries than I'd ever imagined myself capable of. I still didn't give a f.u.c.k.

I left her long enough to shower and make a phone call. An hour later, we were on our way to meet with my realtor at the house that Mia had picked out.

"I have to go into the office for a couple hours after I leave the hospital. I'm going to have someone come by later and go through the house and see what we need in time to bring Mia home."

"Wait what? Don't you have to go through a closing and all that other stuff?"

"No, I bought the house cash from the owner."

"Was that smart?"

"What the f.u.c.k do you care? He needed the cash. I don't have the time to go through usual channels, and this is the house she chose. From where I sit, that's all that matters.

The inspector will be out later to make sure everything's safe. Everything is being rushed through so that she can be comfortable when she gets here."

"I still think we should've discussed this, just like we should've discussed last night." She was spitting mad and trying hard not to show it. Seriously? I give a f.u.c.k.

"Duly noted, now you take note of this, because I won't repeat myself. Everything that I do now is for my daughter, something you robbed me of the first five years of her life.

I know society says that as the mother you should have all rights, f.u.c.k that I was there when she was made, she's as much a part of me as she is you, the f.u.c.k; SHE'S MINE." She was really going to make me lose my s.h.i.+t and do some f.u.c.k to her.

"Listen, it doesn't matter what you or I want, all that matters is getting her well. Like I said; if I can stand to put my d.i.c.k in your deceitful a.s.s then you can deal.

Don't act like you're doing me any f.u.c.king favors this is about Mia, this has nothing to do with the past and what the f.u.c.k you did." She rolled her f.u.c.king eyes at me.

"You got something to say to me, you better say it now, just be aware that I don't care one way or the other. You had the gentleman before, now meet the man I've become. That sap you f.u.c.ked over is long gone."

I noticed that whenever I brought up the past, she would get this mutinous look on her face. One of those looks that said I didn't know what the f.u.c.k I was talking about.

I'm not too happy about the way that look makes me feel, but there's no denying the facts. And the fact remains that she is the one who let me walk away, leaving her in my bed still warm from my body, only to come home later to an empty house and a cold bed. She could get f.u.c.ked if she thought I was going to give a fraction of a f.u.c.k.

She bit her tongue and acted the f.u.c.king martyr but I had better things to do than play her games. We went through the house together and I made notes of what I wanted for my daughter.

Afterwards we headed for the hospital where Mia was waiting up for us after a long night. I went out to the nurse's station after making sure she was okay.

"Why wasn't I called when my daughter wasn't well?"

"It was nothing major sir, we had it under control in no time, just a little blip that's all."

"I don't care if it was just a sneeze. I left strict instructions that I was to be called if there was anything wrong with her. Now who do I see about this s.h.i.+t not happening again?"

I was directed to the head nurse, who was full of apologies and willing to bend over backwards to accommodate me after she found out who I was. Shameful.

I went back to the room and found myself standing in the doorway, just looking at the two of them with their heads together.

My girls! What the f.u.c.k? Where had that s.h.i.+t come from? I didn't even allow myself to delve too deeply into that mind f.u.c.k. My heart seemed to have a short f.u.c.king memory though.

I really allowed myself to study her for the first time since she'd been back. So far I've been able to avoid being sucked in to the urge. It felt safe enough doing it here.

I couldn't see where she'd changed over much. After the first few days here, she had started to lose that tired starved look she'd had that first day.

Now I saw the young beauty I'd been fool enough to fall in love with. She still seemed quiet and sweet, innocent. There was no evidence that she'd been involved or was involved with anyone else.

There hadn't been any phone calls while she was here, I would've known. The fact that just the thought of anyone else touching her, having her, after all this time still p.i.s.sed me the f.u.c.k off, wasn't lost on me.

I stepped into the room with none of my inner thoughts evident on my face.

"Daddy has to go take care of something little princess."

"Oh no daddy, can't you read me a story first? Pretty please?" Who could resist that face?

"Of course I can baby, scoot over." I sat on her other side and she left her mother to climb into my lap.

I read her-her story while holding her close and inhaling the scent of her shampoo. When I was through I closed the book and put her back with her mom who was only too happy to take her.

I was very aware of her anxiety levels whenever my daughter and I interacted in anyway.

I'm not sure what she'd expected. Maybe that Mia would be reticent with me, or shy away from me.

Instead my daughter had no qualms about showing her love for me. She was openly affectionate, always seeking me out and wanting me to do the things that her mother had done in the past.

Zania for her part kept her tongue behind her teeth even as she resented my very presence. It was just another little feather in my cap each time our daughter reached for me.

"Daddy will see you later and guess what, we can take you home soon and daddy has a big surprise for you." After a kiss to her cheek while she begged me to share the surprise, I stood to leave.

"Do mommy next daddy."