by R. Scarlett
Lex stepped in-between and spoke to both of them, not before giving Beau a death glare that would surely freeze hell over. The man backed up, shaking his head and moved away. Lex said something to Beau and scowled at him, until she too walked away.
Beau, being a Knight, marched on after her.
Tensley smirked.
The party continued, the men chatting him up about the politics in Scorpios. Once Ares was dead, Scorpios had moved in and claimed that territory. Scorpios was massive now—with hundreds of men under his command.
As the party died down, people went home or retired to the house. It was then Tensley noted Molly and Illya were missing.
He searched the lawn and found nothing. When he went into the house and upstairs, he heard Molly’s soft voice speaking to their son.
He tiptoed down the hall, opening the door to the nursery to find her rocking him in her arms, fast asleep.
Tensley moved slowly and when she caught his movement, she turned to him and smiled.
Tensley took their son in his arms and kissed his temple, stirring him awake slightly.
“My little warrior,” he whispered and brushed finger’s over the dark curls on his head.
He walked to the crib and gently placed him down, watching him settle into the mattress, a tiny, chubby arm sprawled over his head.
Tensley turned back around and slid his hands down Molly’s sides, resting on her delicious hips. “Tonight, dolcezza, you’re mine.”
Molly giggled, the sound vibrating against his own chest. “Take me, Mr. Knight. Take your wife.”
He growled, playfully, and bent, gripping her ass cheeks and lifting her up. She bit back a laugh. He walked them to the master bedroom, dropping her down onto the bed.
Her hands pulled at his belt. “Impatient?” he asked with a sinful smile.
She glared at him through her lashes. “Get naked.”
He smirked, and helped her, throwing his belt to the ground and yanking down his pants.
His erection sprung free and she stroked him with one fist, licking the tip with her tongue.
He hissed, fisting her hair into a makeshift ponytail.
His hands ripped the buttons of her dress, revealing her full breasts and he yanked her panties to the side.
As soon as he touched her folds, he felt how wet she was. “Fuck, you’re soaking wet around my fingers.” He stroked deeply, her wetness drenching his fingers. Unable to resist, he brought one to his mouth and sucked it clean, growling appreciatively at the sweet taste of her.
He would never get enough.
“Oh god,” she gasped and arched her back as his hand came back to her, caressing where her pleasure pulsed eagerly and her hand tightened on his cock.
“You want me inside of you?” he asked, his voice hard and dark, so full of lust.
She nodded viciously, rolling her bottom lip between her teeth.
He moved closer, forcing her thighs to spread open wide for him and bent. His cock touched her wet sex and he growled, his fingers biting into her thighs.
He thrust fast and hard and she muffled her cries with the back of her palm.
He took her hand away, wanting to hear all her sounds, all her cries and pleas.
He wanted all of her. He wanted to consume her and devour her.
And with that thought, he pounded deeper, more roughly inside her, her full breasts moving to their harsh rhythm. He came down, taking one into his mouth, and biting a little harder than he usually would.
She had wanted to tempt him earlier that day with her seductive offers, she’d get what she deserved for that little stunt.
When she cried out from the bite, he smoothed out his tongue on her nipple, running it around and sucking once more.
He could feast on her skin for days and never grow hungry.
He knew he wouldn’t last much longer. His balls tightened and her tightness clenched around his angry length.
“I’m gonna come inside,” he warned her and he saw the glint of want flash in her eyes. That stirred the fucking beast. “Want me to claim your womb again?”
She groaned, arching her back and wrapped her legs around his hips. At his words, she clenched his cock harder, as if to trap him inside.
“Fuck,” he hissed and kissed her panting mouth. “I want you pregnant. I want you full and swollen with my child again. To let those beasts know you’re mine and will always be mine.”
She gasped, moaning and nodding her head frantically. “You already have Tensley. You already have,” she gasped, the words wrapped with a thick layer of bliss and uncontrollable pleasure as he kept thrusting fast, raising her hips so he could go deeper.
They both groaned at the new angle, the new depth.
But a frown marred Tensley’s face. “What do you mean ‘I already have’?” he panted, his own climax so close, as she kept tightening around him, squeezing him to death.
“I’m pregnant, Tensley,” she said, eyes clenched tight as she too grew incredibly close to her blissful end.
And just like that, he exploded, the rush of pure pleasure overtaking him. His cock pulsed and soon his warmth spilled inside of her—deep and tight.
He stayed there, letting his essence root inside of her as her own pleasure exploded within her. His face came down once more, kissing her breasts as she relaxed.
He combed a few wet strands from her forehead and she gazed up at him. “What did you say?” he asked, and he had the biggest smile on his lips.
A shy, but happy smile took to hers. “I’m pregnant,” she repeated.
Before Illya’s birth, he had been worried he’d have to carve out space of his heart for his son.
But as soon as he had seen the wrinkled, little bundle of joy, he had realized he didn’t need to make any room for his son. Because the heart didn’t have any restraints. It grew. It simply grew bigger and bigger the more someone loved.
And as he kissed her slowly, lovingly, his heart grew a bit more. Growing for the tiny baby that grew within his wife. The child he already loved and would love until the day he died and hell would claim him.
His hand fell to her flat stomach and he rubbed it. “I love you,” he whispered into the darkness.
When he looked into her eyes, they were bloodshot and her bottom lip shook. “I love you.”
His hand felt over her collar, her body shuddering beneath him and his cock hardened still deep inside of her.
“You’re mine, dolcezza. I sinned for you; and I’ll sin for you for the rest of my life,” he whispered again. “You tamed the beast, claimed the man.”
And he claimed her again and again, until birds sung outside and the sun had risen and chased away the darkness.
The daemon tamed the beast.
First off, I would like to thank every single reader who took the time to read this series. I’ve had such an exciting journey from writing Vein of Love to the last book To Crown A Beast. Each and every one of you helped made my dream possible of becoming a published author.
I would love to give a HUGE shoutout to Marjorie and Stephanie—my two alpha readers, but ultimately my best friends. To think a year ago we didn’t know each other and both of you have helped me in ways I can’t even express my gratitude. I love you girls so much and I’m so blessed and happy we met. Kind of like our khuis resonated or something (hahah!) But seriously, I love you girls!
My dear Florida girls—Ann and Sarah. I think I should move just so we can hangout more! Sarah, you kick my butt when I need to get the words in and cheer me on and always are there when I need to someone to talk to! Ann—oh sweet, Ann. You are simply amazing and I’m soooo lucky I met you and that we can talk about hot men like Kova and Tensley.
Breanne—who wants me to write “The greatest human being on this planet, name your first born after her what a great name AMIRITE”, Megan and Caley, you girls always have my back and listen to me when I have my doubts. I honestly would be lost without you girls and I love you each so much!
> To my parents, who have to deal with me when I just worked a eight hour shift and demand to not be disturbed so I can get writing in. I love you each so much for always supporting me and helping me become the woman I am today.
To my family, thank you for supporting me and cheering me on and just being so amazing and loving.
A special shout out to Katie Levy for listening to me discuss every little detail at work about the books, and for pimping them out to everyone she knows. Love you girl!
To the bloggers and readers that always share or go beyond what’s required of them, thank you so much! You help me so much by just sharing that one post and I truly cherish that.
To all those amazing authors that reached out and just wanted to help me, thank you so much from the bottom of my heart. Autumn Grey, K Webster, Leigh Shen, Charliegh Rose, Ella Fox, Lucia Franco, and Shanora Williams. I am so blessed to be surrounded by so many amazing authors and I can’t wait to one day each meet you and hug you guys.
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