Con Artist Read online Alexa Riley (Breeding #6)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Breeding Series by Alexa Riley
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Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26912 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
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I need this. Already my pussy clenched with need from hearing him yell my name. The man is on edge. I could hear it in his voice. The past few days he’s been like a caged tiger. He needs inside me as badly as I need him in me. I sucked his cock three times yesterday. Each time he’d come in my mouth, but it only calmed him for maybe an hour at best. His eyes had started to follow me around everywhere I went. A predator waiting to pounce on his prey.

I only got to slip away because he had to take a business call. It had been perfect timing.

“Coming!” I yell back, walking out of our walk-in closet at the same time he’s walking into our bedroom. He stops dead in his tracks, momentarily shocked at seeing what I’m wearing. I lick my lips and before I can take another step he’s all over me, lifting me from my feet. The heels slip from my feet as pushes me up against the nearest wall. There’s no time to move us to the bed.

“Fucking hell,” he growls as he rips down the top of my dress. “You want to get pregnant again already.” It’s not really a question, but I answer him anyway.

“Told you I’d give you all the babies you wanted with J names.” I move my hips, wanting friction against my clit.

“You feed our daughter?” Bennett asks, his eyes on my tits. He licks his lips. I know where he’s going with the question. He wants his turn.

“Yeah. Even pumped so your Nana could keep her for the whole afternoon.” He growls at my answer, sucking my nipple into my mouth. I feel him working his pants between us. He doesn’t bother to remove them, only slipping his cock out and thrusting right into me, all the way to the hilt. I gasp, my nails digging into him.

He lets my breast pop from his mouth. “Still as fucking tight as the night I took that cherry. I’m going to have to break your little pussy in again, aren't I?” he asks as he starts to trust. I can feel his cum inside of me already. He’s cumming but still hard and thrusting. That wild look in his eyes. “You’re going to end up bred again this afternoon. Is that what you want?”

“Yes,” I moan as he fucks me harder.

“Fuck another baby right into you.” His hands on my hips tighten and I know his marks will be there for days and I can’t wait to see them. “No, I think I can put two in there this time,” he grunts. I feel more of his warmth releasing inside of me. Between his words and feeling his cum, it sends me over the edge. I cum hard, crying out his name.

“That’s a good girl. Suck that cum up in there. Give Daddy what he wants.” As always by body does as he commands. He moves us, falling onto the bed but so that I’m straddling him and his cock is still hard and deep inside of me. My hands go to his chest.

“You put the dress on, little jaguar. I want to watch my show now,” he tells me, putting his hands behind his head. I smile, more than willing to give him one. Just as he was more than willing to put two babies inside me.

Cocky bastard always does get what he wants. Lucky me, it’s me he always wants.

Epilogue

Bennett

Four years later…

We pull up to the remote cabin and it looks just like the picture online.

“Oh my god, Bennett it’s gorgeous!”

James has been wanting to get away for a weekend without the kids for a while. I finally figured out I was just going to have to book it and plan it myself or she would never take the time to do it.

She’s an incredible mom to our four kids and I couldn’t ask for a more amazing wife. She’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and I like to think I’ve shed some of my asshole layers since the day I met her.

Snow lines the walkway up to the cabin, so I walk around to her side of the car. I grab our bags and sling them on my back before I scoop her up in my arms.

“It’s just a little snow. I think I can walk,” she says teasingly, but she doesn’t try to get down.

“I know you can, but I think you underestimate how much snow is up here.” I step off the driveway and sink a good foot into the ground.

“I love it!” she squeals as I trek up to the cabin and onto the porch.

I set her down and unlock the door then carry our bags inside. When we get inside there’s already a fire going and the place is toasty warm.


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