Midnight Legacy (Midnight Dynasty Book 3)
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“You ready?” he asked, tipping my head up to stare down into my face.
“I can’t cross my legs and keep her in here.”
His lips twitched. “You could try.”
“It’s your penis’ fault that I wet myself.”
Xavier nodded solemnly. “He really is the villain of our story.”
I held my hand out and he tugged me to my feet, engulfing me in his warm embrace. “He dickmatised me.”
“I know, baby. As punishment, I’ll make sure he does his fair share of the two a.m. feeds.”
Xavier was back in charge, his voice calm and reassuring the entire drive to the hospital. Even when my contractions tried to break me, his hand was the one holding mine.
Our daughter finally arrived at three-thirty in the morning, her tiny fingers and toes wiggling, her mass of hair black like her father’s. She was the most perfect little person I’d ever met.
“Hey, Bubble.” I touched her tiny button nose.
Xavier’s finger looked so big against her tiny hand, but his arms around her as he cradled her made her look even smaller. When he glanced up at me with his hair in his eyes and that smile on his face, my heart stopped beating for several seconds.
My family.
I’d spent years telling myself that I was happy with my life of isolation. That was total bullshit. This feeling in my chest was happiness. The warm glow that threatened to make me cry was what had been missing from my life.
“Happy?” Xavier asked, correctly guessing my mood.
“Just a little bit.” I held my thumb and forefinger close together. “Maybe I forgive your penis.”
His laugh made my heart skip over its beat. “He’ll be glad to hear that.” He stared down at the little bundle in his arms. “A daughter. She’s going to keep me on my toes.”
“She’s going to cost you a fortune in shoes.”
“Her mother already does that.” He winked and returned to staring at our daughter, who took that moment to screw her face up and begin to cry. “Her mother does that too.”
“Dick.” I held my arms out for her.
“Only ever for you,” Xavier said, placing her back in my arms and crawling onto the bed behind me for us both to hold her.
Our story began as an adventure to a sex club for me to walk on the wild side and discover the world of orgasms. Instead, it opened the doors to my past and allowed me to find the love of my life.
My mother used to read me faerytales with princes in suits of armour riding white horses. My prince wore black jeans and rode a Harley, but both slayed dragons and saved the princess. He was everything I never knew I wanted in my life, wrapped up in a package of sinful seduction.
I turned around to look at my husband and he pressed a gentle kiss on my lips. “I love you,” he whispered.
“I love you, too. You are forever forbidden to tell our daughter where we met!”
His grin was pure evil intent as he bounced his eyebrows at me.
My eyes narrowed in warning, but he kissed my nose and diffused the situation.
“As far as I’m concerned, I now know why Uncle Lucas keeps all his daughters under lock and key. She’s living at home forever and never going on a date.”
I smiled and relaxed back into his arms, knowing they were the safest place in the world for me and our daughter to stay.
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Epilogue
Cassandra
One year ago today, I stood and said “I do” and pledged my life to the man who’d turned my life upside down. My hands shook as they skimmed over the lace of the red bodice I was wearing. My hips were wider and my breasts fuller than they’d been before my pregnancy.
Megan smiled at me. “You look great. Stop worrying.”
The elevator that took us down into The Midnight Rooms stared at me in accusation. “I feel really nervous about visiting here again.”
She took my hand and led me in before pressing the button.
Darkness enveloped us and I remembered the first night I visited here a lifetime ago. As my other senses adjusted to the darkness, my fingers trailed down the wall, helping to orientate me.
The reception hall echoed when we arrived, the sounds and smell of sex permeating the atmosphere. This was the area that people began to mingle to find a partner for the night. Megan’s hand tightened on mine as we left the hall behind, making our way to one of the rooms at the far end of the corridor. Grunts and moans sounded from open doorways, but we didn’t stop until we reached our destination.
The orgy room was where people removed the shackles of their daily lives and embraced something different. My heart beat rapidly in my chest as I contemplated what I was about to do. Out of everything found in The Midnight and Twilight Rooms, this was what intrigued me most. Xavier refused to let me participate in the orgy room in The Twilight Rooms, so here I was standing in the darkness, ready to try something strange and new.
A shiver of fear rippled down my spine to mingle with desire pulsing deep in my stomach.
An arm slipped around my waist and soft lips found that sensitive area where my neck and shoulder met. “Parma violets,” a deep voice said into my ear. “I always loved them as a child.”
The grin that spread over my face only ever appeared for one man.
I was allowed one fantasy for my wedding anniversary, so I picked visiting The Midnight Rooms and tiptoeing into a room I’d never visited before. Xavier would never let anyone touch me but him, but there was something about being down here that felt naughty and forbidden.
Megan giggled somewhere to my right, a deep male voice whispering something to her as they disappeared together.
“Ready?” Down here he wasn’t Xavier, he was Zee. A fantasy lover who belonged in the darkness.
Taking a deep, cleansing breath, I nodded.
His fingertips moved over my body with familiar ownership, his lips kissing trails that left me squirming. Occasionally a hand touched me as couples had sex on either side of us. His fingers reached my panties, tightening on the waistband.
“Don’t you dare,” I warned. I’d bought those panties especially for tonight.
His lips smiled against my shoulder as his hands ripped the fabric of my panties. Part of me had hoped that he’d gotten over his love of tearing my panties. He pulled the lace from my bodice, revealing my breasts to him. He’d insisted on viewing my choice of underwear before we left home earlier. At least it had been viewed once before being destroyed.
In my mind, I imagined him above me, his dark head at my breasts as he rested between my legs, bodies writhing around us.
His lips found mine with eery precision in the darkness, his tongue demanding entry to the recesses of my mouth. I moaned and his hands cupped my face to tilt my head for him. His kisses drugged me, his presence dominated me, and his touch left me squirming in pleasure.
I was supposed to be here to enjoy the atmosphere of the orgy, but instead my focus was on the man on top of me. My fingers combed through his hair, drawing him closer, even as his cock slowly pushed inside me.
“Are you trying to dickmatise me again?” I gasped as he thrust fully inside.
His chuckle reverberated against my neck. “Gabriella needs a little brother or sister.”
He knew I was going to argue, so he pulled out and thrust back in with enough force to make my back arch and my mouth open in a silent cry. There was something erotic about our noises joining the other sounds of pleasure around us. A knee to my left rubbed against my thigh as the female owner panted close to my ear. Even in the darkness, I knew she was on her hands and knees as her partner mounted her from behind, their flesh slapping together.
I allowed the darkness to surround me, illuminating my sight. The scent and the sound of sex echoed around us, the glide of Xavier’s body on mine anchored me, and the thrust and drag of his cock moving in and out of my body became my focus.
Everything else dissolved until only sensation remained. The stretching of my body
around his, the way his piercing traced along the inside wall of my core, rubbing that sensitive area that made my toes curl.
I arched my hips to get more pressure, digging my heels into the bed.
Xavier sat up on his knees, lifting my ass off the bed. I smiled into the darkness, because I knew that when he lifted me into this position, I was about to get a monstrous orgasm. His hands spanned my ribs even as my toes struggled to stay on the bed.
“Fuck!” I gasped as his pelvis ground against mine, giving my clit the attention the needy little diva demanded. His hips drew back and he pistoned into me. I loved this sensation of being helpless in his hands, my entire back and pelvis suspended and at his control. Nothing else mattered except that divine feeling of being too full as he thrust in and the tug of the vacuum he created as he pulled out.
I tightened my core and my ass to get more friction as pressure built up deep inside me like a volcano readying itself for eruption. He stilled himself deep in me and ground his pelvis to mine, rotating his hips until I was moaning, not caring who heard me. He alternated between small movements and deep thrusts until I was screaming, and he erupted inside me.
Xavier collapsed on top of me, his cock still throbbing in my core. “Happy anniversary, baby.”
All I could do was hold him because there was no breath left in me even to talk.
He made me scream in climax twice more before we left, and I had to return to the female area to dress. My bodice and panties were long forgotten somewhere in that room.
Xavier leaned against his car, staring at the moon. He turned and smiled as I approached. “Meet anyone interesting?” he asked with a teasing smile.
“Maybe.” I wrapped my arms around his neck to bring his lips down to mine. “You two should meet someday…”
He sucked my bottom lip into his mouth and gently bit down before releasing it. “What happens in The Midnight Rooms stays in The Midnight Rooms.”
“That’s not how our story worked.”
“That’s because you were irresistible.”
“Maybe I pussy-whipped you.”
Xavier threw his head back and laughed. “So my penis isn’t the bad guy?”
“He dickmatised me and made me fat, so he’s definitely the villain, but every so often my pussy wants to beat him.”
“I think I can handle that. Now let’s go home before our tiny dictator has Uncle Lucas wrapped around her little finger.”
His lips met mine in a kiss filled with promise for the future because with Xavier by my side the only darkness in our lives was when we indulged in our fantasies through Midnight.
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