ROMAN
Steam thickens the air. My hands settle on her waist as I pull her back into me.
My cock glides into her tight channel as it flutters around me, causing me to grit my teeth.
There is a difference to her now, subtle enough that no one else would notice, but I do.
Her belly has a slight swell, and her breasts are full and sensitive.
Just the sight of her like this is enough to make me cum.
I growl as I hit that spot deep inside her and she whimpers.
Fae leans back into me, her head tipping just enough that I can see her properly as water catches along her lashes and her lips part slightly.
Her pussy has always been my favourite place to be, but it’s become an addiction now.
Every morning, I make sure she is walking around with my seed deep inside her.
It’s been like that since we got the results three weeks ago, like somehow if I fuck her enough my DNA will be the thing that lives inside her forever.
Fae moans underneath me as I lean forward, driving into her harder until she’s trapped between the shower tiles and my body.
“Jesus Christ Ro,” she wails, and I bite her neck just below her ear, causing her body to shiver and clench.
“Mmm, you feel so fucking good Tink,” I growl in her ear.
I tighten my grip slightly, as my cock slips in and out.
The sound of the shower hitting our naked bodies pings around the bathroom.
Her heat grips me harder and I know she’s about to cum again.
I growl as my hand drifts to her stomach, gently rubbing over our baby before moving to her clit.
Her cunt is drooling all over my fingers as I make slow circles.
My hips thrust back and forth, and I lean back to watch my dick stretching her pussy wide.
Jesus Christ. Grabbing a fistful of hair, I pull so her back arches and the tip of my cock hits her cervix.
“I’m going to cum.”
“Hold it, Tink. You can cum at the same time as me.”
I pound harder as I shift her in my hold, turning just enough that I can catch her mouth with mine. Our teeth clash and our tongues slide against one another.
“Please,” she whispers against my lips.
“Please what?” I nip hers.
“Please let me cum, sir.”
“Good girl.”
I pull back before slamming inside her over and over again until her wet heat tightens around my dick.
My stomach clenches and my movements falter as I feel the telltale sign of my orgasm flooding my system.
Tingles spread across my body starting from my spine and my fingers dig even deeper into her hips.
A satisfied shiver racks through my body at the knowledge of her being marked by me from the inside and out.
“Cum for me,” I bark and she lets go instantly.
A full-body release moves through her in waves as her head tips back against me.
Her mouth drops open in a silent scream as her cunt milks me for everything I have.
My vision flashes, white spots scattering across it as everything pulls tight and then gives all at once.
A floaty, weightless sensation steals the ground from under me.
I release spurt after spurt of hot cum, successfully coating her again in my DNA for the day.
Leaning forward against her, the warm water hits my back as we both heave heavy breaths. My cock is still buried deep inside as she tries to push back slightly; I groan at the feeling.
“Just one more minute,” I say breathlessly.
“Ro…” Fae giggles.
“Augh, fine.”
I pull out, leaving my hand on the centre of her back so I can watch for any cum leaking from her.
She knows the drill by this point. Watching her pussy clench and my seed pushing out is so erotic it takes everything in me not to go again.
Using two fingers, I shove it back inside before leaning over and licking her.
“Got to have every drop,” I whisper.
“You menace,” she whispers back.
I chuckle as we detangle before I turn the shower off and we climb out together.
I reach for the towel, dragging it over her skin to dry her.
The heat of the shower clings to us both, but it’s the weight of what is to come that settles in my chest. I move behind her, pressing the fabric gently along her arms before dropping it lower.
“You ready?” she asks with a steadier voice than it has any right to be after the fucking I just gave her.
“Yeah,” I respond. “Are you?”
She doesn’t answer and I don’t push it. I already know the answer isn’t simple. None of this is. I step back, reaching for my own towel, before dragging it over my face and body and drying off.
Today changes everything, and we’ve spent the last month making sure everything lines up.
Politics has never been my strongest suit.
If it were up to me, I would have walked into my father’s estate weeks ago and ended it myself, but Mum and the others shut that down before I could even act on it.
The fact he hasn’t made a move means I can’t either, not without the council backing it.
Not unless they give me permission to step up and take his place.
It’s bad enough they already have Fae flagged in connection with Fisher’s death.
The last thing I need is adding my own name to that list.
I exhale slowly, tossing the towel aside as I reach for my clothes. Today isn’t about instinct. It’s about control, strategy, and holding the line long enough to get what we need. I pull my shirt on, adjusting it as I glance at her again.
“Stay close today,” I say, fastening my cuff. “I don’t want you out of my sight.”
I’m not half as concerned about walking into that room as I am about her doing it.
We finish getting dressed and head downstairs.
The guys are already there. Felix leans against the counter with his arms folded and his attention flicks up the second we enter.
Victor, Atlas and Riggs are by the door packing bags and Robyn is twiddling her thumbs on the sofa.
I give a small nod to the room before pulling Fae along with me.
“Hey Robyn, you’re with me!” Tinkerbell says detangling from me to get her friend.
“Cars are all ready,” Victor says.
“Thank you, meet you there?” I ask, keeping my eyes on Fae.
“Yeah, see you in a bit.”
I walk over to Fae and reach for her hand.
My grip is firm on hers as we step outside.
The cool air cuts through the warmth still clinging to my skin.
My eyes move automatically, scanning the street, the neighbouring houses, the parked cars.
Nothing seems out of place. I guide her into the car before she slides into the passenger seat and I close the door.
The others move to the second car as Robyn and Felix fold into the backseats.
‘You Should See Me In A Crown by Billie Eilish’ plays on the radio as I start the engine.
My hand finds Fae’s stomach, and she relaxes into the hold as we turn onto the road.
For a while, none of us says anything. My eyes stay on the road, but I’m aware of every small movement beside me; the way she shifts slightly in her seat, the way her breathing changes when her thoughts start running too far ahead.
“Are you ready?” Felix questions from the back.
“As ready as I’ll ever be,” Fae sighs.
“They’ll push you, Fae. They’ll try and find all the gaps.”
“I know.”
“Do you?” He pushes and I grind my teeth.
“As long as Robyn sticks to the plan it will be fine.”
My eyes find Robyn’s in the backseat. Her stare is vacant as she looks forward.
It’s been this way for weeks. It is as if her body is here but her soul has been destroyed.
Nobody, not even Fae, knows what happened with my dad and I pray to a God I don’t believe in every day that he didn’t do lasting damage to her.
Felix shifts beside her and his shoulder brushes hers.
He doesn’t look at her, but I can see the way he’s watching her without making it obvious.
He’s been like that since we got her back.
Robyn blinks slowly, like she’s coming back into herself piece by piece as her gaze finally flicks toward me.
Her lips part slightly like she’s about to say something, but nothing comes out.
Instead, she offers one small nod that seems robotic, as if she’s agreeing to something she hasn’t fully heard.
“I’ll stick to it,” she says eventually in a thin voice.
It doesn’t convince me.
It doesn’t convince Felix either.
“You don’t have to rush it,” he says, moving his fingers slightly, and they graze hers. “Just say what you remember.”
Robyn nods again, but her knuckles pale as she stares down at her hands.
I drag my gaze back to the road as I exhale through my nose.
This is exactly what I didn’t want. Bringing them into this.
Putting them in front of people who are going to question every word, every detail, every inconsistency like it’s something to pick apart instead of something they survived.
My hand presses more firmly against Fae’s stomach trying to ground myself.
“As long as we stay on track, it’s enough,” I say in an even voice, leaving no room for doubt.
The building comes into view sooner than I’d like. This is it. I kill the engine and sit there for half a second longer than necessary before I turn to Fae and grab her face, leaning down for a kiss.
“Stay with me,” I whisper against her lips. “Promise me, Tink. Stay with me.”
She nods straight away, “I promise.”
I exhale, but it does nothing to steady the way my chest is already tightening.
We step out of the car and meet the others as they gather near the entrance.
Victor moves first and I follow his line of sight, doing a double take as someone steps out behind him.
Her shoulders are set, and her chin is lifted in a steady way that demands attention without trying.
“Hazel!” Fae breathes, pulling free from me before I can stop her.
My jaw tightens.
What part of stay with me does she not understand?