Hunter
I’ve never thought much about my life or where it would lead me. Mainly because I knew Chaos was my place, my home. I knew I belonged here for as long as I can remember. The Gods took me in and made me who I am today, and I don’t regret a minute of it.
I look up, and my eyes find Lana across the room with the girls. There’s a smile on her face as she laughs at something they’re talking about. That’s what I want. I want all her smiles. I want all her pain. I want everything she has to offer.
Hoax drops down next to me, passing me a piece of paper. I grab it and look it over.
“This is it?” I ask.
“Yeah. That’s it.”
“Fuck, Hoax.”
“You’re not ready for this?” he asks as he looks over at me.
“Should I be?”
“You did it. I would assume you’re ready for it,” he laughs.
“I don’t know, Hoax. I feel like somehow I’m going to fuck this all up too.” I run my hand through my hair as he slaps a hand on my shoulder.
“There’s no way you can fuck it up.”
“What the hell do you mean? Look at us,” I say, glancing over at him.
“We’re not that bad, are we?” Now I laugh.
“We kill people.”
“Bad people,” he adds.
“True. Fuck, Hoax. How is this going to work? I live here. My life is here,” I remind him.
“You have Lana now. She’s your life too, Hunter.”
“I know that, but fuck, Hoax.”
“Are you going to tell her?” he asks. I nod my head. What other choice do I have? It’s not like she isn’t going to find out.
“Yeah, why wouldn’t I?”
“I don’t know. Thought you might let it be a surprise.”
“Oh, it’s going to be a fucking surprise.” Now he laughs. Asshole. I scrub my hand over my face as I look back down at the paper. I can’t believe it.
“Is it just me, or is Becky looking fucking hot today,” Hoax says, pulling my gaze from the paper to him.
“You have a thing for pregnant women?” I ask him. Hoax doesn’t answer at first, and I bark out a laugh. “You fucking do, don’t you?”
“Here’s the thing, Hunter. I have what they call a breeding kink.”
“A what?”
“A breeding kink. the fucking idea of getting a girl pregnant with my kid is hot as fuck. But I also have a pregnancy kink, and I find pregnant women sexy as hell.”
“My fucking God. Are you serious?” He looks over and stares at me like I’m the fucking crazy one.
“Yeah, I’m serious. I want to fuck my baby into someone.”
“Jesus, and here I thought I was fucked up.”
“You are fucked up, but you can’t tell me that you don’t think seeing Lana swollen with your baby and chained to the fucking wall isn’t sexy as hell.”
I have to think about that for a long minute because I love to see Lana chained to the wall and at my mercy, but I’m trying to picture her pregnant and writhing for my touch.
“Okay. Maybe you’re not as sick as I thought,” I tell him when he starts to laugh.
“I told you! I’m going to talk to her,” he states before shoving out of the chair and walking toward her. She eyes him wearily as she should. I sit back, and I watch them all. My friends, my brother, my family. I don’t think I could ask for anyone better than them.
Lana stands up, and her eyes lock with mine. I raise an eyebrow at her and watch as she drops to her knees with a smile on her face. Slowly, she crawls across the floor to me, not giving a shit who might be watching her. When she’s right in front of me, she sits back on her heels.
“What are you doing?” I ask her.
“What’s it look like?”
“You being a good girl, little rebel? You want a reward for that?” Her eyes dance with light, and that’s just another thing I love about her. She may have darkness inside her, but she is the fucking light I need in my life.
“Am I going to get it?” she asks, peering up at me under her lashes.
“That depends. How bad do you want it?” I sit back, rubbing my hand over my cock. Her eyes move to see what I’m doing before looking back up at me.
“Hunter, you know how bad I want it.”
“Prove it,” I tell her. I watch her hands slip under her dress, finding her pussy I’m sure is wet for me. She dips her fingers inside herself as I watch her. Then she pulls them free and brings them to her lips, sucking them clean.
“You want to taste me?” she purrs. I love this side of her. The side that says what she wants. I nod my head and watch as she slips her hand back under her dress and into her pussy. She works them in and out of herself, a moan slipping past her lips as I grin at her. Then she pulls her fingers free and holds her hand out to me. I lean down and suck them into my mouth, licking her fingers as I go.
I groan as I suck her fingers clean then I set the paper on the floor next to me and pull my cock out.
“You can climb up and ride me,” I tell her. She nods her head and stands, straddling my lap before lowering herself down my length.
“Hunter,” she whines as she slowly begins to ride me. I grab her hips as she moves and enjoy all the feelings racing through me. I want to tell her, but I want to fuck her too.
So I let her ride me. I hear the whistles from the guys, and I don’t give a shit. Lana is bouncing up and down on my cock, and it feels too damn good.
“Keep going, Lana. You’re going to make us both come, aren’t you? I’m going to fill that little pussy of yours full,” I tell her leaning in to bite her neck. Her pussy clenches around me, and I groan. Lana keeps going and going when I reach around and lift her skirt. I know they can all see my cock sliding inside her, and I don’t care. I find her clit, and I circle it. It’s pulsing and needy, just like my little rebel is.
“Come on, little rebel. Don’t make me regret letting you take over,” I tell her. Lana whines like she just can’t get there riding me. So I shove her up and off me before I stand. I spin her and shove her forward, bending her over the chair before I move in behind her.
“You want me to fuck you? Is that what you’re little greedy pussy needs?”
“Yes!”
“Is it? Maybe I should make you beg me for it,” I tell her. I tease her entrance, and she shoves her ass back, trying to get me inside her. “Come, Lana. Fucking beg for my cock like the good little girl you are.”
“Please, Hunter. I need you inside me.”
I raise my hand and slap her ass, causing her to yelp.
“Beg better. Tell me exactly what you want.”
“Please. I need your cock inside me. I need you to fill me,” she whines. That’s all I need. I thrust into her, grabbing a handful of her hair as I take her harder and faster. I jerk her head back and listen as moans fall from her lips.
I keep pounding into her, loving the sounds our bodies make as they slap against each other.
“You’re lucky I didn’t chain you up tonight,” I tell her as I keep going. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Hanging there for everyone to see my pussy on display. Would that make you horny, Lana?”
“Hunter, please, I need to come.”
“Do you?” Now, I slow down, barely moving inside her. She whimpers, moving one of her hands between her legs.
“Move it, or I’m done!” I snap at her. She quickly moves her hand away from her pussy, and I slowly start to thrust into her once more.
“I need more!” She yells as I chuckle. I know exactly what she needs. I release her hair and grip her hips instead. I pummel into her, letting everyone hear her screaming name. When I feel her pussy clench, I let go. I come hard, shooting my seed inside her as she gushes around me. She pants and gasps for air as I pull out of her.
I pull my jeans up and grab Lana around the waist, pulling her to stand with me.
“Your cum is running down my legs,” she tells me.
“Just the way I want it,” I tell her, pressing a kiss to the side of her head. I bend down and grab the paper, slipping it in front of her. She looks down and takes it from my hands, reading over it.
“What’s this?”
“You know when I had blood work done on you the other day?”
“Yeah.”
“There’s a reason I wanted it.”
“Yeah, you never said what it was for.”
“I wanted to check something I’ve been thinking about.”
“Okay?”
“Read the bottom, little rebel.” She looks back down at the paper, and I hear the gasp leave her throat. The paper falls from her hand, fluttering to the floor before she spins in my arms to face me. I grab her face in both my hands and smile.
“You said you gave me birth control.”
“I did. It only lasts three months, and with everything going on, I forgot to give you another.”
“I’m … we’re ….”
“Are you okay with this?” I ask her. Tears stream down her cheeks as she nods her head rapidly.
“We’re having a baby, Hunter.”
“Yeah, little rebel. We are.”
“And you’re okay with this? You want this?”
“I want you to be happy, and this is going to make you happy.”
“I love you.”