Heathen: A Dark Enemies to Lovers Romance (Redwood Rebels Book 2) by Rachel Leigh (sight word readers .txt) 📕

“I’d like to try it. I need more. My hormones are out of control right now.” She pushes me up and squirms out from beneath me.

Shrugging my shoulders, I succumb to her demands. I’ve always heard that pregnant women like to fuck like rabbits with all that hormonal shit going on. I guess it’s true, after all.

Adjusting herself on the bed, she gets on her knees then drops forward. The top of her head presses against the mattress with her forearms straight on either side of her.

“God damn,” I mutter, as both of my hands sweep across her perfectly round ass that’s staring back at me. I slide one finger down her crack then into her pussy. Her want for me drips onto the bed and my cock begins pulsating again. Fucking her with one finger, I watch as it slides in and out before I shove my dick inside of her. Closing my eyes, I draw in a deep breath, holding still before I spill inside of her. I’m not ready yet and if I keep going, I’m done for.

Her ass begins rocking back and forth as she takes control. Faster, deeper, and more determined thrusts vibrate her ass against my pelvis. “Fuck,” I bellow. “You’re so fucking hot.” I slap one hand to her ass cheek and it only arouses her further. We move in unison. Stretching one hand out, I tangle her damp hair in my fingers and lift her head while she fists the sheet on the bed. “You like it rough, don’t you?” My words come out gruff and barely recognizable.

“Mmhmm.”

The euphoria takes over and I work with my mind and my body at the same time. “I should have known you weren’t as timid as you wanted me to believe you were.”

She seems to like it because her ass rams back into me, taking every inch of my cock. “You took me for a weak girl and made me ten times stronger, Lars Titan. You did this.” Her voice cracks and I can tell she’s close to coming.

Dropping her hair onto her back, I grip both sides of her hips aggressively as I ram into her tight pussy. Our bodies shake and shudder at lightning speed before I let out a raspy groan and hold my breath, releasing inside of her. She revels in the pleasure and cries out with muffled moans, and when I feel her walls pulsate and restrict around my cock, I push harder, riding out her orgasm. Once her body relaxes and her arousal pools at her entrance, I retreat, spilling everything onto the bed.

Rolling onto her back, she drops down on the bed and grabs the towel next to her to wipe up. “That was—”

“Amazing?” I finish the sentence for her. “It definitely was.”

Biting her cheek, she smirks. “I was going to say unexpected, but amazing works, too.”

“You've got a little kink in ya.” I tap the tip of her nose. “I like it.”

Her cheeks flush and it’s cute as hell.

Once I get myself all cleaned up with my towel, I grab hers and toss them in the corner of the room. “I’ll go find some new bedding for you.” I lean forward and kiss her lips ever so gently. To my surprise, she kisses me back. I’m not sure why it surprises me, but it does.

Once I come back up, I give her one last look, before walking away. When I reach the door, she stops me. “Lars.”

I turn around. “Yeah?”

“Nothing’s changed. You know that, right?”

A prick in my chest has me feeling lightheaded. Instead of responding, I just leave the room. She needs more time. I get it. I fucked her up three months ago and it’s gonna take more than a couple days and some kind gestures to gain her trust. But I will. In time. She brought light into my life and I refuse to let that flame burn out so fast.

I dropped some clean sheets on the bed while Willa was in the bathroom, and decided to give her some space. When I lie down in bed, I stare up at the ceiling and thoughts of her continue to circle through my mind.

She’s got a hold on me. I’m falling while she’s flying away.

16

My eyes flutter open to the sound of something, or someone rather, mauling at the bedroom door. “Willa, get up. Our appointment is in two hours and it’s a long drive.”

Stretching my arms over my head, I let out a yawn. “What time is it?”

“It’s time to get up. Let’s go.”

In a fit, I tear the blankets off of me. It felt like I didn’t get any sleep last night. Although my eyes shut as soon as my head hit the pillow. That bed is so comfortable, I could probably sleep my life away in it. It’s nothing compared to the five-inch mattress on my twin-size bed at home.

“Are you up?” Lars knocks again.

Raising my voice with each word, I shout, “I’m up. Stop banging on the door.” I’m not a morning person, and I’m pretty sure I just made that obvious.

Digging my fingers into my eyeballs, I adjust to the light before I grab Marni’s clothes off the dresser. Black leggings and a purple and black Ravens hoodie. I may have decided to borrow just a couple of things. I wouldn't want to embarrass Lars by going to an appointment with him in a pair of pink pajama pants and a T-shirt.

This appointment is so stupid. Lars knows I’m pregnant; yet, he’s making me take a test. He mentioned that I’ll get some prenatal blood work and a script for some vitamins, too, which I suppose is a good thing. I’m glad that he worked all that out because I didn’t have any intention of seeing a doctor until I was settled in New York.

After I brush my teeth and run