A Baby for the Beast
by Chance Carter
I've always been a fighter.
I live for the ring, the smell of sweat, the taste of blood.
But I never had anything to fight for.
Until now.
One look at Molly and I want to spread her out on the canvas, strip her naked, and go ten rounds.
I want to make her scream out in passion and cry out my name.
She's my knockout.
And now she's knocked up!
I never knew what it meant to have something to fight for until now. I'll stop at nothing to protect her and the baby she's going to give me.
They call me The Beast, but this time I've met my sassy, curvy, irresistible match!
I live for the ring, the smell of sweat, the taste of blood.
But I never had anything to fight for.
Until now.
One look at Molly and I want to spread her out on the canvas, strip her naked, and go ten rounds.
I want to make her scream out in passion and cry out my name.
She's my knockout.
And now she's knocked up!
I never knew what it meant to have something to fight for until now. I'll stop at nothing to protect her and the baby she's going to give me.
They call me The Beast, but this time I've met my sassy, curvy, irresistible match!