Trojan Crown: Chapter 24

It’s been a long night, and after ironing out the logistics of our trip, the only thing I want to do is crawl into bed with my woman and maybe take her for another round. Having her on me, next to me and under can’t come soon enough.

I’m like a kid on Christmas morning, opening the door to our bedroom only to come to a screeching halt when I see she’s not where I left her. A rumble starts deep in my chest, wondering where in the hell Anaya’s gone to. She wouldn’t leave the kids alone, would she?

Flashes of her in Ray’s arms invade my mind, and I just about go blind. That fucker can’t have her. He had his chance and blew it. She’s mine now.

I’m storming into Anaya’s room next only to find the bed empty, the sight sending another flash of rage flowing through me and triggering my instinct to chase her down. Oh where oh where has my baby girl gone?

A chair scraping in the kitchen has me heading that way, the sound bringing me some semblance of peace—one that won’t be whole until I have eyes on Anaya.

Sure enough, I see her blonde hair sway as she whips around from the pantry; her face caught in a state of surprise. “Oh my god. You startled me!” She whisper-hisses, pressing her palm to her chest. She’s clad in nothing but my shirt, the sight making me drool on the spot.

“Just me, sweetheart.” I walk up to her, encircling my arms around her small waist and bringing her toward me. “It’s late. What are you doing out of bed?”

She’s looking up at me through full lashes, her blue eyes almost clear from the moonlight. “I couldn’t sleep. Besides, I can’t stay in your room. What if the kids wake up?”

I run a hand up her back, splaying my fingers at the base of her neck and into her hair, digging the tips in possessively. “Our bed, Anaya. And we’re always up before they are. There’s no need to tell them until you’re ready.”

It’s true, Amanda and Alex both love to sleep in—one of the few traits they took from their mother. They sleep like the dead and good luck trying to get them up before they’re good and ready.

Still, Anaya doesn’t seem sure. Not having any of that, I pick her up bridal style and carry her back to bed. “Come on, baby. It’s late and I want to get some more of this body before we tuck in for the night.”

I’m laying her down on the bed when she starts with her feeble attempt at protesting. “Austin, we aren’t a thing. This is just physical and I’m not sure it should happen more than it already has.”

“Is that why you’re wearing my clothes? Because that sure as hell makes you look like mine.” My eyes soak her in as I pull off the shirt I’m wearing, throwing it to the side.

“Aust—” Anaya’s words die on her pretty mouth, her pink tongue poking out as she licks her lips and stares me up and down. “God, how are you even real?”

I chuckle, my laugh breaking her from her thoughts. “Baby, that’s how I feel about you. You’re like a goddamn angel sent to drive me insane.”

Her warm hand trails down my chest, her pale skin such a contrast to all the ink I’ve acquired over the years. “Why green? It’s all black except for the splashes of color, each and every one of them green.”

I take in a deep breath, never having really told anyone this truth. “I’m the only Crown brother with green eyes. Growing up, I was teased for it. Told that I was adopted, that I wasn’t really a Crown. When I turned eighteen, my parents told me the truth. I was, in fact, adopted. I’d been dropped off at the steps of my father’s firm at the time. Nobody knew who’d done it. Since my dad was the first one to arrive at work that morning, he was the first one to find me. Called my mom in a panic and, well, here I am. A Crown.”

Anaya’s palms are flat on my chest, her eyes looking at me with so much sadness. “Oh god, Austin. I didn’t know.”

“It’s not something we advertise.” I wink, giving her a cheeky smirk to lighten the mood. “But when I’d been dropped off, I had nothing to my name save for a green blanket and onesie. Pair that with the color of my eyes, and they were the only tangible things that I had tying me to my biological parents. The color just stuck, and I tried to tie it into me anywhere I could.”

“Your art. It’s like you’re embedding more of them into you, into your life.”

I nod as I lower my body onto hers until my lips are a mere breath away. “But it’s all pointless now. I see that family is what you make of it. Like you and the kids, you’re more of a mother to them than Blanca ever was. Sure, she gave birth to them, but I never once saw her rocking Amanda the way you do when she has nightmares.”

Anaya’s face twists, something flashing behind those icy blue eyes. “Don’t. Please don’t.”

“Don’t what, baby? Tell you how amazing you are?” I lick at the seam of her mouth, swallowing her moan when she gives me entry.

She tastes of everything right in this world, and I know I want to live and die with this woman by my side. My cock swells as our tongues dance, the push and pull of our kiss making me pump my hips into hers. As much as I want to take her again, I need to make sure she’s okay. I wasn’t exactly gentle with her, and I’ve already come inside her twice today.

“Are you sore?” I let a hand trail down between us, my palm splaying possessively at her core.

She’s panting, her hooded gaze looking up at me with a mixture of adoration and something else I can’t pin. “A little.”

Groaning, I let my head fall to the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply before sucking on the tender flesh and releasing it with a pop. “I’m not going to lie. My dick wants inside that magical pussy of yours, but I’m not going to risk hurting it. She’s my baby too, and I have to make sure she’s okay.”

I’ve pulled back just enough to see Anaya’s cocked brow. “Well, since this is our last time and all, I figured I should get a taste. In for a penny, in for a pound. Right?”

I’m chuckling as I let her roll me onto my back. “Baby, I don’t know what you’re going on about, but this is definitely not our last time.”

Her eyes shoot up to me, the intensity in them almost sobering my heated state. “I mean it, Austin. This is our last time. I’m your nanny, nothing more.”

I’m about to argue that her actions prove different, but I’m silenced by her mouth sliding onto my bulbous head. As soon as those lips wrapped around the tip, I was a goner. All coherent thoughts left my body, never to be seen again. Holy Jesus. She’s sucking in all ten inches, taking me in until my cock hits the warm wet walls of her throat. And as if I hadn’t already died and gone to heaven, this woman swallows, taking my throbbing shaft into her tight channel and making a spurt of cum squeeze down her throat.

Yup. She’s insane if she thinks I’m letting her go after this. Never in my life have I received head this good. Pair it with her magical cunt and heart of gold? Yeah, it’s safe to say she’ll be bearing my name in no time.

“God, baby. You’re so fucking perfect. So perfect and mine.” My eyes are taking her in as she gags on my length, her eyes watering from the effort. Despite my size, she’s humming in approval, her hips pumping into the mattress in an effort to seek relief. Needing to rectify this situation, I dig my fingers into her hair and pull her off my cock before twirling her around, reverse cowgirl.

“Give me that pretty pussy.” I lift her ass in the air, issuing a quick slap to her swollen lips before sliding a finger through her drenched slit. “Let Daddy lick it and make it feel better.”

Anaya mewls, shoving her heat back into my waiting mouth. Needing no further invitation, I lap at her wetness, reveling in its taste. “Mmmph, baby. Your taste makes me so fucking hard.”

As if in agreement, my dick bobs up, slapping Anaya’s face and making her moan. She liked it. Before I can say anything else, she’s wrapping a hand around my shaft and taking me in her mouth, the action making me hiss out in pleasure.

“Goddamnit. You suck Daddy’s cock so good, baby.” My hands fall to her ass, kneading the juicy globes as I pump my hips into her wet hole. “That’s right, just like that, baby. Let Daddy fuck that pretty mouth.”

She moans around my length; the vibrations sending a jolt of pleasure down to my balls. Everything she does feels so damn good. I need to make her feel the same, because leaving her without pleasure isn’t an option.

With my hold on her ass, I bring her juicy folds to my face, lapping up her essence and reveling in every single drop. She tastes of honey and sin, everything my soul requires. And right then, I know I’ll never get enough.

Needing more of her, I impale her with my tongue, letting my thumb circle the tight ring of muscles at her rear.

Anaya gasps, my cock instantly missing her warmth. “Austin.”

“What, baby? Do you not like this?”

She looks back at me from her position on all fours, the blush on her face making me want to flip her over and fuck her raw. “Nobody has ever been back there. Technically, I’ve only ever been with one other man.”

I growl, not liking the mention of anyone else while she’s in our bed. Before I can think of it, my hand is rearing and giving her ass an open palmed slap. “What did I say, Anaya?”

Her eyes flash in a mixture of surprise and heat. “I’m sorry, Daddy. Let me make it up to you.”

She turns around, giving me a view of her gorgeous tits as she straddles me, her hands going to my chest and pushing me back down onto the bed.

I cock a brow, my dick ready and waiting for whatever she has in mind. “And how exactly are you planning on making it up to me?”

She’s biting her bottom lip, her eyes dancing with greedy mirth as she grabs a hold of my shaft, running the tip of my cock up and down her drenched slit and making me groan. “Let me make you feel good. Don’t you want your little girl’s tight pussy?”

Oh shit. I almost nut on the spot, her dirty words threatening to take me over the edge. “God, baby. There’s nothing I want more, but I don’t want to hurt you.”

Her head rolls back as she impales herself with just the head, sliding on and off the tip and squeezing every last ounce of self-restraint I possess. She’s mewling, “But it hurts so good, Daddy. Let me have it. Let me have your big cock.”

Fuuuuuuck. I’m gone. Lost in the heat of this woman.

With both hands digging tightly onto her hips, I shove her down, hard. “Take it, baby. Take Daddy’s cock. It’s all yours.”

And God, does this woman take. She rides me like a woman possessed, grinding down hard with every push and milking me hard with every pull. It’s some sort of miracle I don’t spill into her.

Knowing how my girl likes her tits played with, I raise up and take one into my mouth while I palm the other, kneading the plump flesh and groaning when she clamps down on me harder. “Baby, you keep doing that and Daddy’s going to fill you before you’re ready.”

Her eyes hood as she licks her lips. “But that’s so naughty, Daddy. You could get me pregnant.”

Fucking hell. She likes that, her pupils blowing out and giving her dark and dirty wants away. Unable to hold back any longer, I flip her onto her back and give her one hard thrust. “Does my baby want that? Daddy filling her up and making her his?”

Anaya whimpers, her eyes shutting as she nods, giving me all the permission I need. “Open your eyes, Anaya. There’s no shame in what you want. You’re mine and I’m yours.” I swivel my hips into her before retreating and slamming back in. “I’ll always give you what you need, baby girl.”

And if I’m being honest with myself, this is something I need too. To tie myself to this woman for all eternity, having a bond between us that no earthly being could ever shatter.

Creating life isn’t a decision that should be taken lightly, but with this woman I want it all, and I know deep in my soul that there’s no other person who I’d rather share this with.

For fuck’s sake, she’s already amazing with Alex and Amanda. And as I continue to thrust into her, her nails clawing down my back as she pants and moans, I know that growing our brood is the only thing that makes sense.

“Daddy. Please. I need it.” Anaya digs her heels into my ass, clamping down her walls around me and holding me in place as she rubs her clit on my root.

Roaring, I lower my mouth to her chest, sucking on a full breast before biting down onto her milky flesh. Unable to hold on any longer, I let go, giving my girl what she wants and finally letting myself shoot rope after rope of hot cum into her womb.

Like a warning shot, my release triggers her own, and Anaya lets out the most glorious sounds that have ever graced my ears. As my girl revels in her climax, my cock twitches inside her, my entire body spasming from the most intense orgasm of my life.

I pull back just enough so that I can see the beauty lying beneath me, and as a soft smile falls on those plump lips, I know there’s no going back.

Yeah. This girl is mine, and there isn’t a soul on this earth who can say otherwise.