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My hands grabbed her ass and lifted
her up. I positioned her right over me. My cock was like a steel rod, only
moving slightly as I throbbed, aching to get back inside her. There was a
flicker of a second where I thought about finding protection
…
fuck it.

I thrust up and lowered Shayna down
at the same time.

I felt myself penetrate, opening
her wild desire, her body sheathing me. Her back then arched as she cried out.
Her nails dug through my shirt and into my chest with a fierce pain. But I
could take the pain; I could revel in it. It didn
’
t
matter as I watched the way her body reacted to my touch and my thrusts.

My hands eased up her back, one
staying at her lower back to guide up and down on my cock. My other hand moved
right between her shoulder blades. I pulled her down again, demanding to taste
her breasts again. I kissed, nibbled, teased her to the point where she grabbed
my hair and pulled. When I looked up at her, a new fire burned in her eyes.
Next thing I knew her mouth attacked mine.

I
’
m
not a man to measure kisses with women or keep some fucking diary of who fucked
best
…
but when Shayna and I
started kissing, something changed inside me. It was the greatest kiss of my
life. Maybe it was because we were both so lost and in such a dark place
together. Maybe because we knew that death waited just feet away
…
seconds away
…
making every second just a
little more precious.

Or maybe it was because her fucking
pussy wrapped itself tight around my thick cock and it all just felt goddamn
good.

I kept my hands in the same spot
and fucked at her harder. My body pounded up to hers, making her continually
jump. She slowly brought herself to her knees, trying to find stability.

Not a fucking chance, sweetie.

I couldn
’
t slow down and I wouldn
’
t slow down. My hand pressed hard at her lower
back, keeping her body close and tight, making sure she felt every inch of love
I could give her.

She stopped kissing me for a few
seconds to let out a whimpering moan. But our lips kept touching, flirting.
Soon she had both hands at my hair, her perfect breasts pressed against my
chest. Her ass was up in the air, letting me put my feet to the bed and go at
her.

Shayna let out a cry and put her
mouth to my shoulder, biting me through my shirt. I looked over her shoulder
and admired the sight. The most beautiful woman I
’
d
ever fucked. Her shoulder blades pressed from her back, giving way to the rest
of her back. Slightly arched forward, curving, racing right up to her round
ass. Two small dimples at her lower back that danced for me as she moved up and
down with my movements.

We were both in perfect unison. She
fucked me as hard as I fucked her. She was able to keep up with me.

Her mouth kissed my neck, biting
and groaning. I hurried and brought both hands from her body to her face. I
held her an inch from my face, knowing the danger I was putting myself into.
Staring at her made me want to fall in love with her. And I couldn
’
t do that. I couldn
’
t allow it to happen.

But I couldn
’
t stop myself.

And Shayna only made it fucking
worse.

She nodded to me as though she
could read my mind.

Her hands went back to my chest and
pushed herself up. She started to ride me faster, rocking her hips so hard the
bed started to groan. Her hands playfully clawed down my body, stopping at my
stomach. When she lifted herself up and down, almost fully coming off me, I
hissed and gritted my teeth.

“
Fuck,
sweetie, I
’
m there,
”
I warned.

“
Good,
”
Shayna purred.

She repeated the same move over and
over.

I felt my dick pulsing, unable to
hold back any longer.

My hands smacked at her waist and I
pulled her down. I exploded inside her, again, knowing the potential outcome of
this. But it just felt too good. Her pussy throbbed against me, squeezing it
out of me. The way she slowly moved, making sure nothing was to go to waste.

I pulled her back down to me,
hugging her, holding her,
still inside her.

Her breaths flooded my neck and
side of my face. She smelled so good. The room was filled with heat and sex. My
heart raced and it wasn
’
t
just from fucking her.

Shayna put a hand to my cheek. I
then caught myself as I turned my head and kissed her hand. It was far too real
now.

This wasn
’
t the life I had planned
…
but it was the life I
now had, and I wouldn
’
t
change it for anything.

32.

(Shayna)

Call me anything in the book, but I
liked the way my voice sounded against the shower wall. I had my hands to the wall,
bent over, the water hitting my back. Finn had a death grip on my hips, pulling
me back each time he fucked forward, filling me to the point where I had to get
up on my toes for some kind of relief.

We couldn
’
t stop going at it
…

There was nothing else really to do
though. We were basically stuck in the cabin. Fiore brought Finn a new truck.
He had the wreckage cleaned up and assured both of us that we were safe and
that he had a crew fighting back at Zander.

He also told us he made sure Zander
knew of me and Finn. That we were fucking like rabbits and that I was already
pregnant. That alone made me want to kill Fiore. I didn
’
t trust the man, but I couldn
’
t do a thing about it. Somehow
in the process of trying to find and save my sister I had pissed off two very
powerful men from two different organizations.

Go me.

“
Oh,
Shayna,
”
Finn growled from
behind me. His hands grabbed my ass, pushing and pulling at me.
“
Fuck, sweetie. Fuck
…”

The hot water pounded against my
back. It cascaded down to my ass, making loud splashing noises as Finn kept
going.

I never felt a man like Finn
before. Size, strength, pain.

He had asked me if I had ever been
in love before.

The truth?

I had thought I was in love a few
times.
What woman didn
’
t?

But from the moment Finn touched my
body, tasted my skin, devoured my wildest desires, I knew what real love was.

Love.

I felt all of Finn
’
s love inside me. Pulling,
pushing, a feeling that went beyond fucking. When he came, I shut my eyes and
lost myself in that world of throbbing pleasure. I felt him pulsing inside me
for what felt like hours. Keeping me on the edge of orgasm. His hands slid up
my body, spreading wide across my stomach and chest, pulling me up, devouring
me with his strength. Strength that was deserved and earned through working out
and fighting for survival.

I stood and felt him slowly ease
out of my body. His right hand cupped my right breast. His left hand rested on
my belly. The water hit our bodies and I put my head to his shoulder. It was so
calming, relaxing, a moment that I
’
d
never forget. I looked at him and he looked at me.

“
What
about the Cormac thing?
”
I
asked.

“
What?
”

“
You
and Cormac. Fighting. Have you thought about going back to that?
”

“
We
’
re standing naked in a shower
together and you
’
re asking
me about my future?
”

“
Yeah,
I guess,
”
I said.
“
Is that a problem?
”

“
No.
Not at all.
”
Finn kissed
me. The water could never match the heat between us.
“
I don
’
t
know. That
’
s the answer. I
make a lot of money with Fiore. He
’
s
a good man to me. Always straight with me. I have my own celebrity status doing
what I do. I have protection. I mean, I rolled a truck and made a phone call
…
and it was all taken care of.
”

“
But
it
’
s all illegal,
”
I whispered.
“
That
’
s the life you want? For yourself? Your
…
family
…
?
”

“
I
don
’
t have any family.
”

I reached up and touched his cheek.
“
You have me.
”

And maybe there
’
s life inside me already.

If there was, did it matter? The
thought of carrying a baby and then giving it away to Fiore
…
just, no.

“
I
have you,
”
Finn said.
“
And right now, we have to get
through all this shit. We have to stick together and do whatever it takes.
Zander is going to keep pushing and Fiore will keep fighting. For us, we just
have to keep fucking.
”

I slipped my hand back and grabbed
at Finn.
“
I think we can
arrange that.
”

Finn smiled big.
“
We
’
re
going to run out of hot water soon. Let
’
s
take this to the bed.
”

I nodded.

I wanted to tell him how much it
meant to me that he opened himself and the cabin for me. I knew how hard it was
for him to talk about Carrie. I knew how hard it was for him to take me inside
the cabin. Not just using his hands or his mouth, but he offered his entire
body to me. Again and again.

I stepped out of the shower and
wrapped a towel around my body. I looked down and touched my stomach. As I
swallowed hard, trying to gather up all my emotions, I thought about it. I
really thought about it. Being pregnant. By Finn. Carrying his child.

It was insane to think.

It was even more insane to want it
…
and to not want to give the
baby to Fiore.

I looked back at the shower and saw
Finn
’
s figure through the
curtain.

I bit my lip and didn
’
t know how to handle it all.

I convinced myself I was better off
waiting in bed, naked, and letting Finn fuck all the worry out of me.

That at least made me smile.

I opened the door and screamed.

Fiore stood there, something in
his hand.

~ ~ ~

I stumbled back and almost lost my
towel.

Finn dove out of the shower,
completely naked, fists curled tight, up, ready to attack.

“
Well
then,
”
Fiore said as though
this was a normal thing for him.
“
Did
I just catch you two after a few rounds in the shower?
”

“
What
the hell?
”
Finn yelled.

I leaned against the bathroom sink.
I looked at Finn, standing there, dripping wet,
naked
, and my eyes couldn
’
t help but scan his body from
the side. There were muscles everywhere. Aside from his bulky arms, the way his
abs curled around to his ribs, showing off ridges that could make any woman
melt. He had his legs staggered in a stance, all of it coming to him naturally.
He was born to fight. To defend. To protect.

“
Cover
your dick up,
”
Fiore said.

Finn grabbed a towel.
“
What are you doing here?
”

“
Checking
up on things.
”

“
We
’
re fine,
”
I said.

“
I
can see that,
”
Fiore said.
“
How do you feel, Shayna? Full?
”

His eyes were big and glossy. It
was really weird.

“
What
’
s happening with Zander?
”
Finn asked.

“
Don
’
t worry about that,
”
Fiore said.
“
I brought a gift.
”

He held up a bag and shook it.

“
What
’
s that?
”
I asked.

Fiore threw the bag at me.

I thought it was a severed body
part. That
’
s where my mind
went. That
’
s the life I had
lived for years now.

It wasn
’
t a severed body part in the bag.

I took out the small package and
felt my heart almost stop.

It was a set of pregnancy tests.

“
Christ,
”
Finn said.

“
It
’
s time to see,
”
Fiore said.
“
We can
’
t wait any longer for this. The moment you
’
re pregnant and start showing is
when I take down Zander for good.
”

“
You
already told him about me,
”
I said.

“
But
I need the proof. I want the piss stick with the plus sign to send to him. Then
I
’
m going to send an
ultrasound picture. Oh
…
it
’
s going to break him
…”

I looked at Finn. All he could do
was nod at me.

I had to do this. I had to take a
freaking pregnancy test.

It should have been an intense
moment for me
…
well, it
was, but not like it was supposed to be. It should have been exciting and
scary, wanting to see a positive result and celebrate.

But I didn
’
t know what to think or feel.

“
Do
it,
”
Fiore said.

Finn stepped toward the door.
“
Just yell when you
’
re
…”

“
No,
”
Fiore said.
“
I
’
m
watching.
”

“
Are
you fucking kidding me?
”
Finn growled.

Fiore took out a gun and pointed it
at me.
“
Does it look like I
’
m fucking kidding?
”

“
Holy
shit,
”
I whispered.

I hurried and fumbled with the box,
my hands shaking as I tore it open. I took out one of the tests and was just
going by what I saw on TV on what to do. It wasn
’
t
that hard, right? Just
…
pee
on it.

“
Get
it good,
”
Fiore said.
“
Then you wait a few minutes and
check.
”

“
I
can
’
t do this in front of
people,
”
I said.

“
Turn
around,
”
Fiore said.
“
Face the wall. Squat over the
toilet that way.
”

I did as I was told. I was freaking
terrified. I stared at the wall, my legs spread as far as I could over the
toilet. I bent my knees and put a pregnancy test between my legs. It was
uncomfortable and straight up embarrassing.

Of course, my body froze up.

Stage fright.

“
Come
on!
”
Fiore rumbled.

“
I
can
’
t!
”
I yelled to him.
“
Don
’
t point a gun at me.
”

I looked back and Fiore lowered the
weapon. Finn then crept toward me. He reached for the sink and turned on the
water. He then put a hand to my shoulder and kissed my cheek.

“
I
’
m so sorry, sweetie,
”
he whispered.
“
I promise, no matter what, it
’
ll be okay.
”

I felt the urge to pee growing. I
looked at Finn.
“
Don
’
t touch me when I
’
m trying to pee. It
’
s weird.
”

Finn smiled and backed away.

I had to do it. I had to pee in
front of Finn and Fiore.

I shut my eyes and readied myself.
The rushing water from the sink was helping. I tried to picture a waterfall and
all that did was make me imagine Finn standing in water, naked, slowly rising
up from the water to show me the lower half of his beautiful body.

I shook my head.

And then I started to pee.

All over the test. I kept going and
going and I brought out my shaking hand and put the cap on the end of it. I
placed it on the sink, flushed the toilet, and side stepped to the sink to wash
my hands. My cheeks were apple red and when I looked in the mirror, I saw the
reflection of Finn and Fiore staring at me.

“
Leave
me alone for a second,
”
I
said.

They both left the bathroom.

I then stood there, really taking
in the magnitude of what I had gotten into. I had learned to control my
emotions being near Zander. He wasn
’
t
against hitting a woman.
Or killing a woman.
So no matter what happened
with him or near him, I had to stay cold. Even when he gave me the engagement
ring. He wanted me to be near him, only his, wanting to marry me, fuck me, and
then leave me for someone else.

But staring down at the pregnancy
test messed with my head. This wasn
’
t
about me finding my sister. This wasn
’
t
about some kind of hopeful dream that I didn
’
t
know actually existed. It was beyond how I felt for Finn and if what we had was
truly real.

This was about a baby. About my
body. The fact that I had been
…
forced
…
not
by Finn. No. He was caring, gentle, rough in a romantic way. My body craved him
like I never experienced with another. I wanted him inside me. Maybe I even
actually wanted the test to be positive and be with Finn for the rest of my
life.