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It’s not a tear of sorrow or pain, but a tear of happiness. Happy in the knowledge she’s not dreaming. That she’s not imagining any of this.

“I want you, and I want your babies,” I groan, as I hit the barrier of her virginity.

“Our babies,” she says, smiling up at me before giving in to her pleasure completely.

She cries out, clawing onto my skin as I push until I feel the barrier break.

I claim her as my woman by pressing my length into her completely.

Growling as I toss my head back, wanting to roar like an animal at the exaltation of the moment.

Her whimpering moans shift to focused grunts as she finds the same new pleasure I’ve discovered deep within her.

Her eyes widen and she murmurs something I don’t catch.

It’s something filthy though, and it only makes me grin as I start to pump into her with a little more force.

“Mine,” I rasp again as she begins to return each stroke of my cock inside her with an equal force of her hips.

The virgin is replaced by the queen, and I can already feel my balls rising. The heat and intensity of my seed yearning to line her womb with our future family.

But I need to see her face. Need to feel her come on my cock first.

Then, and only then can I know I’ve pleasured her fully before claiming her properly.

Chapter Thirteen

Natasha

The sight of Michael fully naked, his massive cock like a fourth limb in the semi-darkness is enough to send me practically leaping onto him.

So much for the shy girl. The one who was worried about her size, shape, or what he must think of her.

There’s no denying the chemistry between us a second longer as I feel my own nakedness pressed tight and hot against his.

Something inside me shifts, breaking off before it drifts away.

The old me. My old life.

Every fear, regret, and hopeful dream I had that only ever came to nothing is instantly resolved.

Healed by the touch and embrace, the strength and power of the man I know I love before I hear myself whisper it under my breath as he fills me.

A love that will last a lifetime. Not just while we’re in bed or on this train.

At first, I try my hand and body at taking the lead. Trying in vain to straddle Michael’s huge body as well as his monstrous cock.

I shiver at the idea of him inside me, but not because I’m afraid or even worried.

I’m shuddering because it’s all I want.

Allof him inside me, filling up my insides. I don’t even care right now if he splits me in two.

I’m him, and if I do have a thought, it’s only to think about how overdue this really is.

It should’ve been the first thing we did instead of playing silly games of dare for a simple kiss.

This is what I need, and Michael is the only man in the whole world who can give it to me.