Stripping her quickly, throwing a horse blanket down, he threw her onto the straw and prepared to take her. Their lovemaking was fast and urgent. Just as he had done on other occasions he used protection. She lay there panting as he pulled off the condom when they had climaxed. He thought of the stud and the mare and experienced a sudden urge to see Scarlett pregnant carrying his child and heir. He held up the condom looking at the abundance of seed collected at the end of it. He did not want to waste it.
He looked down at her.
“I want you to conceive my child,” he said huskily bringing the condom to her pussy. He fed the open end inside her pussy making her surprised. “I don’t want to wait. I want this to happen now. I know how you feel but it will be different with me this time. Allow me as your Dominant to make this decision for you.”
“I want nothing more than to please and obey you. I’m ready,” she said as he pinched the end of the condom and fed the contents up inside her pussy making her gasp as it entered. Once the seed was firmly inside her channel, he pulsed his finger in and out of her to make sure it embedded itself. The primal dominant act made his cock hard again. He took advantage.
Pulling her up, he knelt and pulled her bottom on top of his lap leaving the rest of her body on the floor. Pushing himself just inside her wet, seed-filled channel, he spread her legs wide in the pose of a whore and clasped her hands on top of her outer thighs to hold them there with his own. He thrust strongly up inside her channel in one hot fluid motion so the tip of his cock brushed her cervix. Each drive inside her was made with power and purpose.
He watched Scarlett’s beautiful breasts wobble and shake with his strong movement and felt her clit caress his length. His desire was even more potent knowing it would bear fruit this time. Scarlett had not objected to the stance he’d taken on making her pregnant and now she would be entwined with him forever. It made him pound harder, grunting and growling like a man possessed in the dominant position until she panted like a bitch in heat and came strongly. He came at the same time loving the feel of his hot seed spurting in a torrent through her channel unhampered.
Alexander made sure he took her every day, sometimes four times or more if the feeling suited. Their relationship blossomed and their need for each other increased. The police had closed in on many of Litvenko’s operations and those of Bartlett’s but they hadn’t been able to locate Ross, Boris or his father or get enough evidence to arrest them.
One early evening, Alexander and Scarlett were getting ready to go out to dinner. He had plans to give her a ring, as a surprise, in preparation for when her divorce was finalized and they were allowed to marry by law. But all of a sudden there was a commotion downstairs, shouting and gunfire. Alexander managed to alert the police with the number Taylor had given him then tried to reach for his gun in the drawer next to the bed but the door flew open and Boris Litvenko strode in with Ross and both were brandishing weapons. Alexander reacted quickly pushing Scarlett behind him and back against the wall to shield her.
“What the hell do you want?” he snapped wondering how long it would be before the police arrived.
Boris grinned.
“You know exactly what I want. Ross, get her over here. Remember the plan. I make her pregnant for Bartlett and you make him think it is yours until my father is ready to take the child and make him hand over his business. After that you can do whatever the hell you want with Scarlett but I think you will have to kill Alexander here first.”
“No,” Scarlett screamed out angrily from behind him making Alexander push her back against the wall.
Boris waved his gun at Alexander and Scarlett.
“Ross bring the bitch over here so I can do the job.”
The thought of Scarlett being raped by Boris in front of him left Alexander icy cold. He couldn’t get to his gun so he was going to have to diffuse the situation with words. He put a false cocky smile on his face and addressed Boris.
“There is no point, Boris. She is already pregnant. I can prove it to you. You will have to get to the old man some other way.” Alexander was completely confident. He had no doubts. Scarlett was already late with her period. But Boris was going to need convincing if he was going to stop him raping her at gunpoint.
Chapter 15
“He’s bluffing,” Ross shouted.
“Shut up. How will you prove it?” the Russian snapped at him interrupting Ross.
Alexander looked at Scarlett, using his black eyes to communicate she needed to trust him and go with what he was about to propose however, outrageous and humiliating it would be in her mind. He was protecting her. She belonged to him and he needed to make that damn clear to the violent upstart in front of him.
“I can make her take a pregnancy test.”
“What, here and now? In front of me?”
“Why not?”
Scarlett stared at him in shock.
“You can’t be serious, Alexander. I am not doing that.”
Alexander took hold of her arm and roughly tugged her towards him. He caught hold of her throat just underneath her chin and forced it upwards
