10. Galen
CHAPTER 10
Galen
S taring down at my exhausted wife, guilt assaults me. She trusts me to love her, to take care of her, and we’re starting our marriage with my lies. My hidden secrets. I have to tell her everything—the stalking, the birth control tampering. The fact that I likely know her cycle better than she does, and I know for a fact she’s in heat and plan to take full advantage of that.
Confessing might cause her to hate me, it might make her run. But I’ll give chase. Now that I’ve had every piece of Piper, I’ll never let her go. I can’t. I won’t survive a life without my wife in it.
After spending most of the night buried inside her welcoming heat, I know her inside and out. And for a man like me, that kind of heaven isn’t relinquished for any reason.
“You’re staring.” Piper’s soft voice comes off shy, and when I look up her body, a pink hue works up into her cheeks.
“Fucking love how innocent you are.” Leaning over her, I grab her lips in a sensual kiss that quickly turns hot. “Let me feed you, baby doll. You must be starved.” As if on cue, her stomach growls loudly. “Food, then fucking.”
“Oh my god,” she murmurs, covering her face with both hands.
Dragging the blankets off her, I tweak her nipple, making her squeal, then I slap her ass. “Get a shirt on and let me feed you.” Climbing from bed, I tug on a pair of shorts and toss one of my t-shirts at her before grabbing her hand and pulling her downstairs to the kitchen.
“Any requests?” I ask after seating her on the island.
Her eyes watch me closely as I get the coffee brewing and begin pulling out eggs and bacon before she can answer me. “You have more to tell me.”
Blowing out a deep breath, my eyes cut to the side to glimpse a curious expression on her face and not one that’s ready to condemn me. “I do.”
Leaning against the counter across from her, I fold my arms and debate how to proceed and how much to reveal.
“Did you know who I was when you approached me?” I don’t answer right away, and she repeats what she said to me last night. “You promised me answers today. Honest ones.”
“I knew,” I reply, hating how suspicion enters her eyes, but I trudge forward. “I’ve known for about four months.”
She blinks rapidly before hiding her eyes from me. “How?”
Getting the bacon on a tray, I turn the oven to preheat. “A video call I was on with Ma. I saw you and Dad in the kitchen making something, and I felt a shift inside myself; it screamed you were meant to be mine.”
Her brows furrow in concentration as she tries to remember. “It was the first time I met your parents. Amy didn’t want to miss your call because you’d been away so long, so I offered to help with dinner. I couldn’t get the dough right for the rolls and started beating it. David couldn’t stop laughing before showing me what to do.” The memory makes her happy.
“I was home a week later.” Our eyes connect, and I see more curiosity now, so I forge on. “An obsession grew the more I learned about you.”
She’s hesitant in her next question. “What kind of obsession?”
The oven chimes, and I shove the bacon inside. “The kind that led me to breaking into your house and learning more about you.” Fuck! Her shoulders grow rigid and curl in on her body. Motherfucker.
“Broke in?” She sounds slightly horrified as her breathing picks up.
“Yeah. I didn’t go through Hael’s things or anything communal.” I’m fucking making this worse. Clasping her cheeks, I force my way between Piper’s legs so she can’t escape me. “I need you to understand how much I fucking love you, doll. What I did was because I knew you were meant to be mine. Just like I’m yours.”
“You went through my stuff?” Tears hover in her eyes.
“I did.”
“My missing panties?” I nod. “My moved diary?” Another nod. “You read everything?” She’s mortified, yet there’s a thrill in her eyes.
“Baby doll, Daddy knew no boundaries when it came to knowing everything about you. I won’t apologize for that. Though I will apologize for not stealing you from my brother months ago because he never deserved you.”
She ponders my confession and gears up for more, and I’m prepared to tell her the worst of it. “What else?” Her hands circle my wrists now, squeezing as she awaits the answer.
“Fuck,” I hiss, knowing this might be the part where she calls the cops on me. “I put a camera in your room.”
Her jaw drops in shock, and her eyes widen as her chest rises and falls rapidly, and she squirms on the counter. “Y-you watched me?”
It’s my turn for my eyes to narrow because this response is not based on fear. If anything, my sweet innocent wife is turned the fuck on. Licking my lips, I tilt her head up with my thumb under her jaw and drop my other hand to circle her throat.
“Obsessively. I couldn’t take my eyes off of you. After learning what you wanted in a man and that I was the one who would give it to you, I’d spent many nights with your panties wrapped around my dick, just waiting to unload inside your juicy cunt.” Stroking her throat, I watch her eyes dilate as I speak. “You good, baby doll? You want to run from Daddy?”
She whimpers low in her throat, making it sound like a whine. “No, Daddy Galen, I don’t want to run.”
“Then what do you want?” Grazing my nose along the side of her cheek, I feel every fevered breath puffing from her mouth.
“You, my Daddy, my husband, my stalker.” Growling, I drop my shorts, bite the side of her neck and slam my dick through her soaked pussy. Fucking her on the counter hadn’t been the plan, but I’ll take her everywhere I can get her.
“Hold on to Daddy, doll. I need it hard.” She cries out at the intrusion, still unused to my size, and I plow right through her resistance. I can’t, won’t, don’t want to stop. Now that she knows how obsessed I’ve been, what I’ve done to infiltrate her life, I can’t help but ravage her.
“Daddy,” she cries out in my ear. “Is there more?” Fuck, she knows me already.
“Yeah, Piper, there’s more,” I pant against her throat as she strains in my hold.
“Tell me.” I love listening to her beg.
Moaning as her pussy clamps down on my dick, I give her what she wants. “I followed you. Every fucking day. Learning your habits, taking pictures. You have the most radiant smile. I grew even more addicted.”
“What else?”
Pulling back so our eyes connect, I press my forehead into hers as I fuck her harder, needing her closer to the edge for my final confession. “I swapped your birth control for sugar pills the first day I broke into your house, and I know that right now, you’re in fucking heat for Daddy, and I’m breeding this pussy today.”
She explodes. Screaming out her pleasure as she clamps so tightly that I’m nearly forced out of her cunt. My home.
My. Fucking. Home.
I’m never leaving. Never giving her up for as long as I live.
The justice said it yesterday, and he was right…
Until death do us part.
Piper is all fucking mine. Forever.