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  “Yes. Oh my God. Yes.” I jump into his arms and we fall onto the mattress with a groan.

  I didn’t even look at the ring because I’d been so excited, so when we left his bedroom, I finally peered down at it and I was floored. This thing is gorgeous. It’s a solitaire diamond with blue sapphires on both sides. It’s breathtaking and heavy now that I’m actually examining it.

  “They match your eyes,” he says, wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my throat.

  “Thank you. I love it.”

  “Thanks for letting me have you, Catherine.” We kiss once more before we walk over to the house. My brother still isn’t home yet, which makes me nervous, but then again, he doesn’t live here, so he’s probably at his place for a change.

  Chapter Eleven

  Gabriel

  “What the fuck?” Callahan roars, causing Cat to jolt backward and break our kiss, but I don’t loosen my grip on her. I’m not going to hide our relationship, especially because it’s fucking obvious he’s banging her bestie.

  “Good afternoon, Cal. It’s nice of you to finally make an appearance,” I say, letting all the venom drip from my mouth.

  “Let go of my sister.” The tone in his voice would scare most men, but he’s got the wrong guy because I could never let her go. That was my problem from day one.

  I chuckle because that’s funny. “Not going to happen. Not now and not fucking ever.”

  “Are you fucking nuts? She’s too damn young for you.”

  “Calm down, Cal. We’re getting married,” Cat says, showing him the ring I put on her finger for everyone to see. “What?”

  “Yes. We are, and if you want to be in your sister’s life, I suggest you be nice because I’m not going to tolerate shit when it comes to people interfering in our relationship.”

  “How long has this been going on?”

  “I’ve been wanting to ask her since the day we met, but I only did this morning.” It’s not quite the truth because I had to fight my fear of ruining her life.

  “Wait? Did you know about this?” He turns to Charlie, who suddenly looks sheepish.

  “Only that Cat was goo-goo over him and that she wanted to have his babies.”

  “So yesterday was a set up to get them alone?” he bites out, turning red.

  “It wasn’t just that.”

  “Bullshit. I’m tired of fucking liars.” He storms away, and Charlie follows. My woman dares to pull from my arms, but I haul her back into them. “Let them figure it out on their own. They’re both hotheaded.”

  “That’s so true.” I can still see that Cat wants to go after them, but I know they will work it out on their own. Besides, we have a lot to discuss before I leave tomorrow, like what she’s taking with us and when we’re getting this wedding in the works, because I want her tied to me as quickly as humanly possible.

  I watch her stare at the door. Gripping her hand in mine, I tug her close. “They’ll be fine, Cat. Come. We have to pack your things.”

  “I can’t believe I’m going to move into your condo. My parents are going to flip because I’m supposed to go to college in the fall.”

  “What are you going to college for?” I ask; she’s never mentioned a specific major. In fact, any conversation has been extremely vague regarding her plans. Either she doesn’t have a goal in mind or doesn’t want to share it. Still, I need that answer.

  “I don’t know. I hadn’t decided on a major or anything, but I’m just expected to go.”

  “What do you want to do with your life?”

  “Until I met you, I hadn’t made any plans for the future. I didn’t have a path.”

  “And now?”

  “I want a life with you.” She dips her head in embarrassment as if there’s a reason for it burying her face in my chest, looking nervous like I don’t want the same fucking thing.

  I tip her chin upward, making her look at me before I kiss her nose. “Good. I’ll give you all the education you need. The first class will be Packing 101, followed by Orgasms 105, Marriage 202, Pregnancy 303, and then you graduate with a degree in Happily Ever After.”

  “That sounds pretty nice.”

  “Honestly, if you want to go to school, there are plenty of colleges in the city, online colleges around the country, and if you don’t, I’ll stand by your side, but it’s up to you.” We go into her bedroom, and I smile, thinking about how fucking good it felt to finally sink into her warmth after the teasing and longing. She’s mine.

  “My parents are going to flip,” she mutters, going into her closet. That’s the second time she’s mentioned it aloud. I’m betting it’s been playing in her head the whole damn time.

  “Are you worried?” I ask, going for the camera I put on the back of the bookshelf. Snatching the small device, I tuck it into my pocket before she gets out of the closet.

  “No, but I’m curious. Was that camera running all the time or at night?”

  “What?”

  “Don’t lie to me. I saw the video this morning.”

  “You’re not upset.”

  “I thought about it for a minute, but I’m not. It stops before you come into my bedroom, so I’m assuming you made sure not to record us.”

  “Of course, I didn’t.” I pull her into my arms and kiss her lips.

  “Then?”

  She wants answers and it’s the first time I feel embarrassed. “I don’t have it on all the time. I just like to check in on you. I’m fascinated by you. I wanted to see you.” I run my hands over her ass, rubbing her backside, pulling her pussy against my length to make her understand how insane I am. “It makes me sick and twisted, but you’re my fucking obsession.”

  “Good to know. Now help me pack,” she replies, kissing my cheek before stepping out of my grasp.

  I reach out and catch her hand. “Seriously, you’re not bothered?”

  She spins and faces me. “God no. If you knew how wet my pussy is right now, you’d forget about the packing and bend me over right now and turn that fucker on.”

  “Oh, my little bad girl, you want to be seen.”

  “Only by you.”

  “My little exhibitionist, but I’m sorry, I can’t. I uninstalled the software before we even came over today. I wanted to make sure no boys were coming over.”

  “Jealous much.”

  “Very fucking jealous, so get used to it. I don’t share or play well with others. You’re my priority and so will our babies.”

  “How many babies are we having?”

  “As many as you want to give me?”

  “What if I want one?”

  “Then we’ll have one.”

  “What if I want ten?”

  “Then I’ll sure as hell enjoy putting ten little ones inside of you. Hopefully, mostly boys.”

  “Same. I don’t think I could handle having so many little girls.”

  “So let’s get started.”

  “On the packing or the baby making?” she asks, arching her brow at me with her sexy lips pursed in a crooked smile.

  “Packing. I want you in our condo where we’ll have some privacy before I fuck you rough.”

  “No cameras?”

  “Damn it, woman.”

  “There are cameras, but not filming unless I’m not home. They’re only for security purposes. I don’t want anyone, and I mean anyone seeing my woman naked. We still have to discuss these pictures.”

  “Hey, Charlie took the one in the bedroom and I wasn’t naked in any of them. That’s the closest I get to being naked. I was almost naked.”

  “But they get pretty revealing. Who the fuck took the rest? You weren’t here or in my room.”

  “I went to one of those boudoir photography places, and a woman took and developed them. She did it all and shipped it privately so there was no label to let people know where it came from.” I’m still not pleased with the idea of it, but what can I do? I love the pictures and I’ll treasure my spank bank material. The little brat.

  “Come here.”

  “No.”

  “No?”

  “That’s what I said.”

  “Cat, I’m not telling you again. Come here or I’m going to bend you over and spank that ass and then nut all over it without letting you come.”

  “That’s not very nice.”

  “Neither is telling me no.” She comes to my side and I pull her in for a kiss. I release her and say, “That’s all I needed, beautiful.”

  “You’re trying to kill me,” she sighs. I reach down and cup her pussy through her shorts. Her pussy’s fucking drenched. Sliding under the material, I run my fingers along her seam, rubbing her snatch. She moans loudly, but I can’t have her brother coming in here, so I press my free hand to her mouth, covering it.

  “Be quiet, Kitty Cat. You’re a bad girl and I can’t have someone coming to interrupt your orgasm. Come for me like a good girl. Can you do that?” She nods and mumbles against my hand. I slip my fingers inside as I drive into her, pumping at varying speeds, watching her body light up. Pushing her against the door, I move my hand from her mouth and crush my lips to hers, drinking down her cries as her pleasure builds.

  “Come for me,” I command. She does, but that’s not enough. I take her off the door, making sure it’s locked. Then I yank her shorts and panties down, bending her over the bed, forgetting all my reasoning from just a few minutes earlier. “I need to be inside you.”

  “Take me.” I free myself and line up my cock with her wet, sticky hole and slam into her pussy. Her soft walls flex around my length, sucking me up until I’m balls deep inside. She takes me and the bed creaks as I lean over her, rocking home. Fuck, it feels too damn good to stay quiet, so I grunt my satisfaction in her ear. “Baby, you’re so fucking good. I love the way
your cunt wraps around my shaft. Grip my cock. Show me how much you love to be fucked by your man and how much you need to be bred. You know that, kitty Cat. I’m going to fill you up with all my babies. Every time I come inside of you, I’m thinking about making one of our babies.”

  “Give me them, Gabriel.”

  “You’ll take them as soon as you come for me again.”

  “I don’t know if I can,” she whines, her back bowing on the bed, hands stretching out on the mattress toward her pillows.

  “You can and you will.” I lean forward and grip her hair, dragging her head back, and biting down on her throat. “You’ll come for me because it’s what I want, and you want to please me, don’t you? You want to please me.”

  “I do.” I reach around and squeeze her tits with one hand and then she lets go, coming hard against my hand and on my cock. I shoot my load deep into her womb, flooding her with my release.

  Chapter Twelve

  Catherine

  We arrive at his condo with several boxes of my things and he’s quickly moving my things into his bedroom as if he’s had this planned out in his head for a long time coming. “Go on ahead and look around, baby.” He kisses my temple as he goes to grab another box. I walk through the hallway and find a nice office and peek inside. Immediately I’m caught by surprise at my picture on his desk. It’s clearly a photo he wasn’t there to have. It was at my graduation so he must have pulled it from somewhere. I lift it up and then I feel his hands slip around my waist. “This is a great picture of you. Who took it?”

  “Charlie.”

  “She seems to get all the good ones. If she wasn’t in love with your brother, I might be jealous.” It’s supposed to come off as lighthearted, but it doesn’t because he’s serious. The look in his chestnut brown eyes screams with a need that I hoped for but never expected.

  I saddle up to his side and put my arms around his waist with my head against his chest. “Well, then it’s a good thing then she is. She took it so she had an excuse to get him in the shot behind me. This is one of the many; most of them feature Cal.”

  “You both are sneaky, little things. I’m starting to believe that the little wardrobe malfunction was intentional.”

  “Who me, Mr. Bellamy? I would never do something like that,” I gasp, feigning innocence.

  “I know it was intentional on her part without a doubt, but you don’t seem to be as wicked, or so I used to believe.”

  “I’ll confess. It was a surprise to me.” I duck my head and slide out of his hold.

  “Whoa, where are you going? What’s wrong?”

  “Nothing.”

  “Ha. Try that one again. Is this about how I reacted that day?” I can’t say it, so I just nod. My feelings were crushed and I know we acknowledged that he was fighting the attraction, but he could fight it.

  “Look, Catherine. I understand that I fought this, but not for me. I tried to save you from my plans for us.” He sits me on his lap. “From the second I laid eyes on you, I wanted something I never wanted before. A family. A wife to come home to after a long day before sinking into her warmth and losing myself. Of course, praying that the little ones don’t hear me breeding their mother again.”

  “I want that too.”

  “You’re young, Catherine. I wanted you to be sure. You haven’t even seen college, met many men. Well, fuck, okay. See, that’s why I couldn’t hold back any longer. As much as I tried to be good, I selfishly wanted you tied to me. Fuck the noise. I wanted all men to fall off the face of the Earth.”

  “That wouldn’t be good. We need them for other things.”

  “Yes, but I’m fucking crazy about you. I fucking put cameras in your room and your house. I think that tops the obsession I have for you. You’re in heat, but I’m the fucking devil ready to let you burn.”

  I love this man more than I can say because he’s right. I’m too young to commit, but fuck if I care. Gabriel Bellamy is mine and no one will tell me otherwise. It doesn’t matter if I’m eighteen or thirty; at least I get more years with him. “I love you, Gabe. That’s something I do know. Hot people are everywhere, but that doesn’t mean I felt anything for them. The second I saw your picture in your mother’s house, I hoped to meet you one day.”

  “Well, here we are. I can’t wait for everyone to know about it. My mother will be back tomorrow and we’re going to pick them up at the airport.”

  “Are you serious?”

  “Yes. Of course. I’m ready to get married.”

  “What about my parents? They’re not back from their vacation.” He gives me a funny look and I wonder if he knows what they’ve been up to on their trips. I’ve only recently learned of it and I’m repulsed because I couldn’t imagine sharing Gabriel with anyone else.

  “You won’t have to share me, and I’m not sharing you with anyone else, ever. I don’t give a fuck if it’s ten years from now, twenty or even fifty. This pussy is mine,” he snarls, spinning me so my pussy is grinding on his hard cock.

  “I said that out loud?”

  “Yes.”

  “So you know about my parents then?”

  “I didn’t know you knew about their activities.”

  “The thing is, they’ve always been that way. That’s why my brother’s acting weird lately. He just found out that he’s a product of one of their earlier party days. We did one of those online DNA tests for fun, and it explained that he wasn’t related to my father, but to a guy my parents were friends with.”

  “Fuck. That’s terrible.”

  “Yeah. He’s not happy about it.”

  “I bet. I’d kill another man if he put his hands on you. You have no inkling what I wanted to do to the UPS driver.”

  “Oh, I didn’t miss it. I just pretended to not notice. It’s what gave me the confidence to finally give it to you. I love the way you growl. It’s so sexy.” I start undoing his pants, freeing his cock. “I’m horny for you, Mr. Bellamy.” Quickly, I slide out of my shorts and panties before lowering myself on his huge rod.

  “God, I don’t deserve you, but I’m never letting you go.” I ride him until I’m purring in his lap and he’s filling me up with his seed. “Never letting you go.”

  ****

  Nervously, I wring my fingers as I wait for his mother and stepfather at the baggage carousel. My eyes scan the crowd, hoping that they don’t tell Gabe that he’s a fool.

  “Oh my Goodness,” a squeal comes from the side and then I see Mrs. Becker with her arms wide open. “I hoped he’d get his head out of his ass and see the treasure in front of him.”

  “You knew?”

  “Son, anyone could have fed Felix. I only sent you over to meet Cat in the first place because I’ve never met a more precious girl. Brilliant, sweet, and gorgeous who has impeccable tastes.”

  “You did good, Gabe,” Mr. Becker says, coming up to give him a one-arm hug. “It’s good to see you again, Catherine.” He goes to give me a hug, but Gabe pulls me in first, warning him off. “Wow, I see. Come on. I need some food and a drink while you two tell us your plans.”

  “Babies and a wedding like soon,” Mrs. Becker says, taking my arm and intertwining it with hers and leading us out of the airport.

  Epilogue

  Gabriel

  I watch her move around our home, trying to be sneaky, but my wife isn’t that stealthy, especially at eight months pregnant. She’s lucky if she can see her own feet, which is why I’ve been lingering a bit behind her these days. If she’d fall, I’d lose my mind. Cat is everything to me and so is our son that’s growing inside her.

  Today’s her birthday and she’s out there scoping for presents. She won’t find them because I’ve hidden them well.

  “Damn it, Gabe. Where are they?”

  “Baby, you’re not supposed to peek anyway.”

  “Yes, but it’s my birthday.”

  “I know, my heart and you’ll get them soon. Let’s wait until our guests arrive.”

  “My parents aren’t coming.” During their trip, they found that they had preferred other people’s company on a more permanent basis. My father ran off with a woman he met years ago at one of their hookups and my mother fell for my brother’s father after telling him the truth.