Winter's Touch
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The night Viper had made love to her in front of Sasha, she hadn’t lost her senses enough that she failed to notice the female recruit had her eyes on Viper’s cock, which was enough to make any woman ecstatic. She knew why Sasha wanted him so badly. Winter fucked him every night, and it was never enough.
A lot of men had good bodies that are drool-worthy, but Viper knew how to do things to a woman’s body that could make them forget everything except him. He could carry you away until you found the place that you would die to reach, which explained the times she had been carried away when he had allowed Knox and Train to touch her.
“What about the other women? If I want them gone, too, what are you going to do about it?”
Now she was just being snarky. It was embarrassing that not only Viper, but the whole house, knew she didn’t like the sexy recruit.
“Do you?” Viper’s face didn’t move a muscle.
“No,” she admitted, knowing she was being a bitch by taking it out on Viper. She faced away from him. “I love each of them, despite how crazy they make me sometimes.”
“Then it was a good call not to make her a member.”
Winter’s eyes tightened when she felt him plaster himself against her back, his hand going to her waist.
“Why did you wear a nightgown to bed?”
“Because I don’t want to make love to you tonight.”
“Why not?” Viper began drawing imaginary circles on her waist.
“I don’t know.”
“Yes, you do. You just don’t want to admit it.” He nuzzled her sensitive neck. “Pretty girl, no woman, no matter how much she throws herself at me, could tempt me to cheat. I have the only woman I’ll ever want right beside me.”
“She looks like me,” Winter mumbled, hating her admission.
“What?” She felt him lift his head to stare down at her.
“She’s short like me. She has my color hair. We even wear the same size. She looks like me; except, she’s younger.”
“Pretty girl, Sasha doesn’t look like you. She doesn’t have your beautiful eyes. She doesn’t have your mouth begging to suck my dick.” He laughed when Winter pushed him back with her shoulder. “Believe me, Sasha doesn’t look like you.”
“I bet she can have a baby, though.”
Viper’s head dropped to her pillow. “Darling, don’t—”
“You’re not going to change your mind, are you?”
“No.”
“I finally figured it out tonight.”
“I can’t lose you, Winter.”
“You would have made all the women leave, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes.”
She sighed. “I love you so much it hurts.”
“I love you too much to lose you to a dream that we can achieve without placing yourself or our child in danger.”
“I can’t do a surrogate, Viper. I don’t want anyone carrying your child but me, and you can’t tell me you would be happy with that solution either. I want to feel my child inside of me. Me, Viper. I want to feel the baby kicking. I want to experience the morning sickness, and the cravings, all of it. Those are things I will never have with a surrogate. Only I can.” Winter saw the futility of arguing with her husband.
“I’m not ever going to be good with you risking your life to have a baby, when finding a surrogate would remove the risk all together.”
His words were like a death knell to all her hopes and dreams.
“Yes, we can find a surrogate,” Winter agreed. “Just not right now. I need some time to come to terms with the fact that I’m never going to have your baby.”
“Pretty girl—”
“Don’t. Nothing you can say will make me feel better right now.”
He brought one hand between her thighs. “It’s not words you need to hear from me.” He found her clit, rubbing the flesh until she tried to clench her thighs closed. “Don’t close your legs to me… ever,” he ordered gruffly.
“Viper…” Unable to help herself, she opened her legs.
He pulled her upper leg back over his thigh, spreading her open to his touch. Then he jutted his hips forward so his cock could slide between her thighs. Finding her opening, he thrust inside her.
“Oh, God…” Winter moaned.
“You are my wife. You will always be my wife. Whether we have any kids or not, nothing is worth taking the chance of losing you. I’m happy as long as you’re happy with me. If you need time, take it. We have plenty. You can’t even sleep without me beside you, so how do you think I would feel if anything happened to you? If you don’t want a surrogate, I’m cool with that. I’m okay with making the women leave. The men might revolt and make a lot of trips to Ohio, but they would deal. They wouldn’t want to see you unhappy, either.”
“I don’t want them to leave.”
Viper was positioning inside of her, driving her jealousy away.
She began thrusting back onto his cock as his fingers toyed with her clit, overwhelming her.
“More…” she begged.
He scooted closer to her so he could reach higher inside her.
Winter licked her lips. It was so good to feel him. Too good. She felt the beginning of her climax. Not wanting it to end, she held her body still.
“I don’t think so.” Viper thrust faster and harder, pushing her over the edge.
Her orgasm hit her so hard she cried out, begging him not to stop.
“This pussy is mine,” he grunted. “My body is yours.”
“I know,” she cried out.
With each stroke of his cock, he staked his ownership of her while using his body to acknowledge her ownership of his.
“Who needs sleep when I can fuck you all night?”
“I’ll remember that in the morning,” she joked through her tears.
Her husband kept fucking her, showing no signs of stopping.
“You may be able to function without any sleep, but I still have to be at work in the morning.” Winter gasped when he pressed her farther down in the bed until she was lying face down with him over her.
“You want me to stop?”
“God, no.”
She felt him swell larger inside her. It felt like he was reaching her heart.
The muscles in his arms bulged as he braced himself over her, ramming his cock inside her so hard she was about to bang her head on the headboard. She put her hands up to keep from knocking herself unconscious.
“I think we need a new headboard, one that has padding.”
Viper shoved her pillow between her head and the headboard. “Next time, you can be on top.”
Another climax that had been a slow burn flared into a consuming blaze, engulfing Winter. At the same time, Viper stiffened on top of her, his cock jerking inside her as he came. The sensation of him coming was so beautifully sad, because no child would come from the lovemaking they had shared.
“She would’ve been beautiful,” she whispered achingly into the pillow.
“What did you say?” Viper asked, as he moved to her side.
“I said, ‘That was beautiful.’”
“It’s beautiful every time I make love to you.” He stared down at her before pressing a kiss to her lips.