Third Comes Vengeance (Promised in Blood, #3)

by Lilith Vincent

You’re a criminal, Salvatore, Ophelia once said to me, but that doesn’t mean you have to be a monster like Dad.

“Remember how we agreed we would pull out?” Cassius asks. “I’m done with that.” My eyes snap open. Wait, what? “I never liked it. A Ferragamo does not pull out.” His big hand squeezes my ass. “Bambina, you’re ours, I want you pregnant and we’re starting now. I don’t even remember why we decided on that bullshit.”

“Everyone will know you’re ours with our baby inside you, kitten. We’ll look at you with your swollen belly and remember this moment when we all had you, one after the other, and you were full of us.”

“Aren’t you good for me, princess? I get to make you bleed and knock you up at the same time. How does a devil like me get into heaven?”

“Your ripe little pussy is going to be full of my cum, and I’m going to fuck it deeper to make sure I’m the one who breeds you.”

I call out, “Stop shouting, it’s not good for the baby.” Both of them shut up mid-sentence and turn to stare at me. “It’s me. I’m the baby.”

I can’t tear my eyes away from him. I’ll happily be his dirty bitch.

“In. Get in the car. Just because you’re pregnant doesn’t mean we can’t run a train on you.”

“You’re so cute when you blush. I’m sorry, I’m an asshole. I have to take advantage of your innocence while you still have it.”