Alpha’s Baby(71)

“Bella, I had no idea. You didn’t ruin anything. We both wanted this, remember?”

Bella shook her head, refusing to look at me. “We don’t know what we really wanted. We weren’t even thinking. That’s why I’m pregnant in the first place.”

I grabbed ahold of Bella, overpowering her resistance, and turned her to face me. “Listen. I need you. We need each other. I could never leave you. Never.” I kissed her hard on the lips, pressing her into me. When I broke it off, she was breathless and I saw a spark in her eye.

I let go of her and stood up from the couch, feeling my pulse begin to race. I had to do something to release the pent-up frustration and make us both forget about our current situation.

“I know just what you need.”

I walked over to the stereo I had brought from home and turned it on. Loud music filled our apartment.

I walked back over, pulling off my shirt as I went, and pulled Bella on her feet. Then I pulled her into my arms and began devouring her neck.





Chapter 33





Bella





“Don’t you think our new neighbors are going to complain about the loud music?” I asked breathlessly as Stefan smothered my neck with passionate kisses.

Stefan pulled back and grinned at me. “I’d rather them complain about loud music than the sounds of us making love.”

He resumed kissing me all over my neck, hot, burning kisses that made my flesh sizzle with electricity. Breathless, I gave in to his assault.

He seemed to be trying to assure me through his passion that he would never leave me. I wanted to believe him. I wanted to believe that he was going to love me and our baby forever.

I gave in, and I wrapped my arms around his neck as he ran a hand up the side of my body to my breast and squeezed my nipple through the flimsy fabric of my cut-off top so hard that I gasped.

Then his tongue was entering my mouth as he fondled me, and he swirled it around mine like a twisting nether, devouring all I had to give.

The next thing I knew, he was ripping my shirt off, exposing my breasts and erect nipples. Down below, I could feel his bulge pressing up against my stomach, and desire burned through my abdomen.

Hungrily, I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down his chiseled ass cheeks until they rested around his thighs. His hard dick was suddenly pressed against my stomach, and I could feel it pulsating against my skin.

Grunting, Stefan removed my shorts and tossed them aside onto the floor before grabbing my ass cheeks into the palms of his hands and hefting me up and then slowly setting me down on his cock.

I gasped as he held me aloft and entered me at the same time.

That’s when he began pounding me with unforgiving thrusts that had my ass slapping up against his chiseled thighs.

A startled scream pierced the loud music. For a moment, I thought Stefan had just pinched something, or maybe a couch spring was poking him in the ass.

But when I saw the look of absolute horror on his face, I knew something was wrong. Terribly wrong.

Astonished, I lost control of my arms around his neck and tumbled out of his lap and onto the floor as I turned around to see my mother, Terry, and my grandmother, Emma, standing in the doorway, their faces white with shock.

Hastily, I grabbed a couch cushion to cover myself, feeling idiotic even as I did so.

Terry was the first one to regain his ability to speak. “What in the holy fuck is going on here?” he roared, his face red with rage. He was literally shaking from head to toe as he stomped into our living room.

While Stefan tried to stuff his cock back into his pants, I saw my shorts and grabbed them, along with the rag of a tank top that Stefan had torn off. It had seemed hot at the time, but I kinda wished he hadn’t done it now.

Meanwhile, Mom was staring at me with a look that nearly froze my heart.

“It was you two,” she said, her voice barely audible over the loud music. “It was you screwing Bella in that video.”

Terry did a double-take, and then realization dawned on his face as well as he put the pieces together.

“Explain yourself!” Terry yelled at Stefan, as I stood by, my arms across my chest, my head hung in shame.

My grandmother, who I still couldn’t believe was here—just what the hell was she doing here, anyway?—looked the calmest out of everyone as she strolled over to the stereo and shut the music off.

Beside me, Stefan clenched his jaw. I could sense that he was going to be defiant about this to the end, no matter what it cost us.

“How did this happen, Bella?” Terry demanded, turning his gaze toward me.

I couldn’t respond, partially due to shock. I couldn’t believe Stefan had left the door unlocked and our parents had come along right at the time we were screwing. And partially because I couldn’t bear the shame of what my actions had brought.