I’m Okay With This
Samantha
I wasn’t stupid. I saw the look in Lyla’s eyes. She was not going to let Avery go. But what I didn’t know won’t hurt me. I can pretend for my sake of mind.
Dashawn had texted me and told me he was going hunting. I knew what that meant. We’ve had conversations about some of the verbiage he uses. I have been enlightened about a lot of things when it comes to the Lords. All I can say is plausible deniability.
I had an inkling of who he was going hunting for, especially after seeing the pictures he sent me. Elliot was just as f*cked as Avery. I couldn’t find an ounce of pity in me. They made their bed, and now they have to sleep in it.
I hummed as I showered, I felt lighter, I brought my hands to my lower belly. My belly wasn’t completely flat to begin with, but the bottom portion seemed a little harder and I knew that’s where my babies were. I rubbed it and smiled.
“What should I name you two sweet peas? I guess your daddy and I are really going to have to
sit down and talk about this.”
“Talk about what?”
I screeched and Dashawn chuckled.
“Sorry baby,” he said, as he started to strip.
I stared at him, there was blood on his shirt, and a streak on his jaw. My eyes devoured him as he got naked. I was happy to see he looked completely fine. I grabbed his hands and looked at his knuckles. They were red but otherwise flawless.
“I wore gloves, so I wouldn’t bust my knuckles.”
“So, you got Elliot?”
“You knew it was Elliot I was hunting?”
“I’m not dumb since you said you were going hunting after you sent me those pictures.”
He nodded, “Did you have fun with Lyla?”
I smiled, “So much fun.”
He stared at me, searching my eyes.
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“You’re okay with this life Samantha?”
I took my time answering him, I maneuvered him under the water and soaped him up. After
rinsing off, I looked at him.
“I’m okay, Dashawn. I’m not sure if I could be the one to end a life, but I am glad I have many
who will do it for me.”
“We all have your back, Sweet Girl,” he said, moving my hair out of my eyes. He leaned down
and kissed me, I wrapped my arms around his neck and he lifted me up. I wrapped my legs
around him.
We made out for a good five minutes before he stopped and stared at me.
“I am so f*cking in love with you. I never thought my heart could beat so fiercely for someone,
like it does for you.”
Tears filled my eyes and we kissed again. He got us out of the shower without turning the
water off and walked us to our bed. He laid me down and knelt on the floor. He put my legs
over his shoulders and used his thumbs to spread my nether lips.
“So beautiful,” he whispered.
He leaned in and licked me from entrance to cl*t where he swirled his tongue and then flicked
it over me. My back arched and I grabbed his head, I needed something to hold on to. He was so good at this, my body started to shake with the pleasure he gave me. He sucked on my cl*t
and grazed it with his teeth.
“Oh God! I screamed. I was so close. He let go of me and used his thumb to rub in circles as he plunged his tongue in and out of me, twisting his tongue and licking my walls deeply. He hummed and groaned as I got wetter and wetter. I was about to snap when he removed his tongue and shoved two fingers into me and f*cked me with them. With his thumb continuing to strum my cl*t and his other hand f*cking me, he bit my inner thigh and I exploded.
“AHHH!” I screamed.
“Holy sh*t,” he whispered.
I was like Niagra Falls. I could feel it. I squirted so hard and so much, I soaked our comforter
and his chest.
“Again!” he demanded. He went to town on me. Licking me and sucking, his fingers pistoning
in and out of me. He rapidly rubbed my cl*t, and curled the fingers of his other hand, rubbing
that spot that had me screaming at the top of my lungs and squirting again.
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“F*ck that’s so hot, baby.”
He left me then. He went to the bathroom for a minute. He came back dripping and with a
cloth. He cleaned me up.
“Did you
take another shower?”
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“Just cleaned myself up for you.”
He moved me up the bed and laid down on his back. He rolled over and picked me up and
made me straddle him.
He cupped my br*asts and plucked at my n*pples. His hard c*ck was sandwiched between
my lips. I moved my hips back and forth, coating his d*ck.
“Mmm, that feels so good,” he mumbled, pinching a little harder, making me gasp.
“Turn around baby,” he said.
I did, and he grabbed my cheeks and squeezed them. I lifted myself up and positioned him at
my entrance. I leaned forward so he could watch as I slid down his thick, hard, c*ck.
“F*ck,” he gritted out.
I moved my hips up and down slowly, making sure he had a great view of himself disappearing into my stretched p*ssy. His groan told me he appreciated the sight. I went
faster, his hands clutching at my a*s. He spread them and I knew he was staring at my hole.
All of a sudden, I was lifted and I brought up his body. His tongue licked my hole and I
squealed when he plunged it into me.
“OH MY GOD!” I moaned.
We’ve done butt stuff and I loved it, but this sitting on his face smothering him felt so sinful
when it involved my a*s.
He sat up suddenly, and I fell forward. He shoved me between my shoulders to make me go lower. I heard the side table open and I felt cold liquid drizzle between my cheeks. A pillow
was shoved under me, and he took two fingers and rimmed my a*s. I felt him put pressure and I groaned when they popped in and the burning stretch felt delicious.
“I’m going to go easy at first, but then I’m going to destroy this a*s, and you are going to love
it.”
“Yes,” I sobbed out.
Another finger joined the first two and he f*cked them in and out of my a*s. I loved it. I was a
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moaning mess. I reached between the pillow and me and started to rub my cl*t.
“Oh, Dashawn, don’t stop, please, I’m going to c*m.”
“C*m baby.”
I shouted out a yes as my body convulsed, my muscles clamping down on his fingers.
The moment I came down I felt him penetrate me and slide right in.
“F*ck you’re so tight,” he said, his teeth clenched.
He moved slowly in and out. I couldn’t help but grunt and moan. He snapped his hips, harder and harder, the clap of his front to my a*s echoed around the room.
“Yes, baby, so tight, so good. God, you have the perfect a*s.”
He smacked my right cheek and picked up speed. I rubbed my cl*t, I could feel the pressure
building in me. This was going to be big.
“DASHAWN!”
“Oh f*ck, you have me trapped, AHHHH.” His hips jerked, I felt him filling me up, and I soaked
the pillow and bed under us.
He collapsed on top of me. I didn’t mind. His weight was comforting. We were both
breathing hard, our breaths sawing in and out.”
“That was,” I started, but stopped.
“So f*cking epic,” he finished.
I was going to say intense, but that would do.
He lifted himself and kissed down my back, making goosebumps erupt all over me. He licked
my spine, making me shiver.
“I’ll go run you a bath.”
I hummed. I couldn’t move. I loved anal but the aftermath was so messy, and I was sore as
f*ck. He went hard. He came back and lifted me into his arms. He slowly sat and moved me,
so I was between his legs. The water was nice and warm.
“I read the water can’t be too hot since you’re pregnant.”
“That’s okay, this feels good.”
He washed me and then had me sit up so he could wash himself and my back. Then he just held me. His arms cradling my stomach.
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“I love you Samantha.
“I love you too, Dashawn.”
“So, you want to talk about names?” he asked.
I chuckeld.
“I was just talking to them. But I guess we could throw some names out there.”
“I like the name Isha for a girl. It means guardian or protector. We have a lot of bad’s women
in our family, you included, I think it’s fitting. I like Malik for a boy, it means King,” he said.
“I like those, but what if we had two boys or two girls?” I asked.
“Do you have any names you like?”
“I like Alessia for a girl and Everett for a boy.”
“Okay. So if we have two boys, they will be Malik and Everett, and the two girls will be Isha
and Alessia.”
“What if we have one of each? What names will we give them?”
“How about we pick one from each of our choices?”
We were quiet for a minute.
“I like Alessia and Malik,” he said.
“I like that too.”
“Okay. Well, I guess now we just have to wait and see what we will have,” he said.
“I need some ice cream,” I said.
He chuckled and we got out of the tub. I changed our bedding as he got us bowls of ice
cream. We snuggled up in bed and turned on the t.v. Life feels so normal right now. You
would never have thought we kidnapped people and hurt them tonight. Neither of us had any
guilt. We were just happy, and as I took my first bite of my peanut butter and chocolate ice cream, I smiled. I was definitely fine with this life.
