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“My apology fuck, baby? You want me to take you in your sleep? Use you however I want?”

I plunge two fingers inside her, digging my teeth into my bottom lip at how wet and ready she already is for me. She knew what was coming; I have no doubt about that. My hand pumps in and out a few times before I collect as much of her juices as I can,slathering them on my cock and stroking it harder. I grip her hips, moving her onto the mattress in a better position.

I rest a knee on the bed next to her, notch my ruddy mushroom tip at her entrance, and push. My eyes roll back. Every inch of her tight heat gripping my cock is pure bliss. Morgan whimpers, muttering something in her sleep as I keep her in place with a hand on her back. I thrust forward, surging my dick deeper into her small channel. It never gets old. I swear every time I push into her drenched, velvety flesh it’s better than the last time.

“Fuck. You feel so good.”

I work my way all the way in, pausing to spread her ass cheeks, staring at my buried cock in her pussy while she sleeps. I drag my length out to the tip before pushing back in. She just lies there, taking it over and over.

My hands spread over her lower back, sliding up to wrap around her waist as I pummel in and out. I take her harder, wanting to make sure that she wakes up feeling I fucked her in her sleep.

I pound faster, watching as my cock disappears back into her tight pussy fast as I pull out halfway. My fingers flex, gripping her harder as the sway of my balls slap against her and make my release threaten to come sooner.

A moan mutters out of her lips, her pussy clenching down on me. I wonder what she’s dreaming about, and if it’s me, with my cock so far up her cunt, I may just come directly into her womb. I’ve never had this particular fantasy until the day I saw Morgan struggling to stay awake. The need to fuck while she was asleep rose inside me like a rising tide.

I lean forward, pressing a kiss into her shoulder and slowly rolling my hips as I whisper into her skin. “You’re taking it sowell, baby. You always do, but right now, your pussy is molded around my cock as if it was made for me.”

I’m beginning to think it really was, and the cruel twist of fate of her being the chief's daughter is on par with the way the universe likes to dangle everything I ever wanted only an inch away. It doesn’t matter to me though, nothing is going to keep Morgan and me apart. In fact, I’ve been doing everything to keep us together.

My balls draw up with the need to come, and I grunt, gritting my teeth. My cock grows and then explodes, spilling my cum inside her pussy. I groan, fucking her a bit more through the release, pushing my cum deeper and deeper.

One of these times it’s gonna stick, make its way into her unprotected womb since I keep throwing away those pesky pills. Morgan is going to be pregnant with my baby before the end of the year, I know it. When the last drop is rung out of me, I pull out, plug my fingers into her gushing hole, and take a few minutes to calm my breathing. I grab more of her pillows, using them to prop up her hips as I roll her onto her back to keep my cum from spilling. I double-check her breathing is okay and grab a quick shower before joining her back in bed.

It takes a moment to rearrange her on her side so I can fit myself behind her, wrapping my arm around her front to keep her plastered to my chest. Something nudges in my heart and I grin, knowing exactly what’s missing. I grip her knee, propping her leg open enough so I can slide my hardening cock into her pussy and get us comfortable to sleep again. What better way to make sure she gets knocked up than keeping her plugged with my cock and cum all night?

18

MORGAN

“What’re your plans tonight?”

I frown, looking over at him. “I thought we were eating pizza and watching that new reality show.”

He smirks. “We could…or we could go for a long ride.” Creed pulls out the keys to his bike.

I bite down on my lip, desperately tempted, but unsure in my condition. A condition he isn’t even aware of. “I have to tell you something.”

His hand drops, his face hardening as he stares at me warily.

I move closer to him, rubbing a hand down his chest. “I don’t know if I can ride because…I think I’m pregnant.”

My heart moves in double time as I watch his face and continue, “I still need to confirm with the doctor, but I took a test the other day and it was positive.”

His arms wrap around me, and then his lips are crashing to mine with brutal passion. His hand comes down to cup my flat belly before he pulls away to look down at me.

“For real this time?”

I smile, nodding. “I think so.”

He grins wider. “Hell fucking yeah! You should be able to ride if you want, but I can tell the guys to fuck off if you don’t want to.” Creed kisses me again, and I melt into his body.

“It would be with your whole club?”

He hums into my lips, kissing down my jaw.

I’ve only met a few members in passing, and I desperately want them to like me, but I know who I am and why they would be wary.

“And they want me to come?”