ZAK SEAL Team Seven Book 3 (11 page)

I hadn’t known what was going on in her life, hadn’t even known she’d retired, but always in the back of my mind was the thought that one day I would go after her. It never once entered my mind that she might be with someone else. What we had had been so strong, that I just knew deep down inside, that just as there was no one else for me, there could never be anyone else for her. I never expected in a million years though, that she would’ve borne my child without telling me.

“Hey baby girl how you doing?” She grabbed my face and babbled away at me all the while stealing a little more of my heart. I watched through the living room window as her mother left Logan’s place. I didn’t want her seeing her and kicking up a fuss, so I had to move quickly. I was already working shit out in my head as I went. I was going to treat her like just another hostile I had to take down. She had me the man once; she fucked that up, now she could deal with Zak the SEAL.

The first thing I did was lock the door so she had to knock. She wasn’t gonna just walk in like she was welcome or some shit. Next I got every toy that I’d bought the baby and put her in her crib with them before taking the monitor out to the living room with me. It was almost naptime anyway, so she should be fine. I was setting the scene, letting her know her place in our home, our being mine, and Zakira’s. Mostly I just wanted her to see how it felt to be left out in the cold.

When the knock came I took my time getting to the door. I opened it up and stepped back without a word. She looked nervous as hell as she looked around for the baby. “Thanks for agreeing to see me Zak I…” I held up my hand before she could go any farther. One part of me wanted to hear her out, and another didn’t give a fuck about what she had to say. “I didn’t agree to see you to listen to your bullshit so save it. The only reason you’re here is because you owe me and I intend to collect.”

“Owe you, owe you how?”

“You might wanna tone down that fucking attitude or you can turn around and leave the way you came.” I turned and headed for the living room leaving her to follow or leave, her choice. “Fine, I’m listening.” Why is it that when it comes to kids women always think they have the only say? Is that what the fuck the world is like? A man’s seed doesn’t count for anything? I’d like to see any fuck grow without the seed, fuck that.

“You wanna know what you owe me, you owe me a fucking kid, a pregnancy, the whole fucking deal. That little girl in there was made from love. Whatever else followed I never touched you with anything less than that. Because of you I’ll never trust another female again as long as I live, so that means if I want a son, he comes from you, the same place his sister came from. After that you can get the fuck away from me and my kids.” Yeah, that shit sounded fucked up when I said it out loud, but she’d taken me there.

“Why would I agree to that, that’s insane do you even hear yourself?” I guess her girls had filled her head with bullshit; she wasn’t expecting me to be this hard. They probably thought if they put the screws to their men their men would in turn burn my ass. They had no idea what the fuck they were dealing with here, and apparently neither did she.

“You want to have anything to do with our daughter that’s the way it’s going to be. You robbed me of the whole experience, now we’ll play do overs, that’s the offer and the only one you’re gonna get.”

Her sadness almost made me fold, but I buckled down on that shit. Maybe if she’d told me when she first got here, like that first night when she slept under my roof, I would’ve heard her out. But she didn’t, instead she laughed with me, fucked me, and kept her damn mouth shut. And I’d cum inside her more than once. What if I’d bred her again? I didn’t like the way my body reacted to that thought. It didn’t seem to care that she was a lying thieving bitch. Fucking traitor.

“Who was with you?” I didn’t think I’d remember the questions since they’d all left my head with the anger, but they all came flooding back. “I’m sorry?”

“During your pregnancy, who was there to support you?”

“My mom mostly, some of my friends.”

“How was it?”

“I don’t understand.” The book had talked about all the different stages and how different women dealt with different issues.

“Were you sick a lot? Was she a healthy baby, what?”

I listened as she told me about battling morning sickness and being afraid of the delivery and all the other shit that women apparently went through. I kept my expression blank so that she had no idea that with each word she was digging her grave deeper. I should’ve been there.

And when she told me about some fellow marine doing the Lamaze classes with her and being there in the delivery room when my fucking kid was born I almost killed her right then and there. If I’d been contemplating taking it easy on her ass that shit sealed her fate.

The baby seemed to sense her and started fussing in the other room. She made a move to go towards her and I stopped her. “You wait here.” I went into the room and got her, taking my time changing her diaper while she fussed and looked at me accusingly. Fucking females, they learn that shit from young.

“Don’t give me that look you, I’m doing this for you.” She gave me a look that swear to fuck looked like ‘yeah right daddy’ before putting her fist in her mouth and butting her head against my chest. Damn I love her so much already it’s scary. So you can imagine how much her mother loves her. Fuck you and her damn mother.

I walked back into the living room where she was already preparing herself to feed Zakira. It was like I wasn’t even there as she reached out for her. The two of them reached for each other and the baby latched onto her tit like it was her lifeline. I realized I was jealous as fuck.

This was something I couldn’t give my kid, something that she seemed to desperately need. It pissed me the fuck off and I had to stifle my anger, even as I was drawn to the sight before me. I didn’t look away this time, just stood there watching, taking it all in.

It was easily one of the most beautiful things I’d ever seen, but it only made me wonder what else I’d missed. I watched as she switched Zakira from one nipple to the next, and my mouth watered at the little bead of breast milk that was left behind. My dick, which had no sense whatsoever was already sniffing around for a hole to fill, he didn’t give a fuck about me, or my hang-ups. I was so overtaken with what she was doing that I didn’t stop her when she went to take the baby into the bedroom. I followed behind her like a lovesick puppy or some fuck, my anger fighting against my lust, and lust was kicking the fuck outta anger.

“I need your answer now.” I wasn’t gonna give her time to run back to her girls and let them fill her head with shit. This was between her and I plain and simple. She closed her eyes and I almost caved, almost, but not quite, at the defeated look on her face. I couldn’t forget what she’d done, wouldn’t let it go.

Her answer was a simple nod of her head and a blush. Thank fuck, I let out the breath I wasn’t aware I’d been holding. “Don’t ever do that breast feeding thing in front of anyone else, especially not another man.” She looked a little taken aback but I wasn’t about to give her any explanations. It was bad enough that I still cared, but the thought of any other man witnessing what I’d just seen was enough to cause me to commit murder.

Since my dick was already hard from watching her feed the baby and it felt like years instead of days since I’d had her, I was more than ready to get started. I made sure Zakira was really asleep in her crib, before taking her hand and leading her to my bed. She followed a bit tentatively at first but then I felt her relax. “One more question.” This shit had been plaguing me since I’d first seen her feed the baby. “I sucked on your tits a couple days ago and I didn’t taste anything, how are you feeding her?” just mentioning that shit made my dick ache. Fucking sap, I was still hot for her snatch even though I knew she was a conniving bitch.

“I dry up for a few days if I don’t feed her for a while, but it comes back in if I go back to feeding her.” I didn’t understand any of that, but I left it alone. “So if I take you in my mouth right now there’ll be milk?”

My hands were busy while I was talking, and my dick grew hard as a pike at the thought of getting my mouth on her. I tore her top off and she jerked in surprise. “You won’t be needing this.” If she only knew what I had planned for her she’d run screaming, but I wasn’t planning on giving her the chance.

Her breasts held new meaning, now I knew why they seemed fuller. They were there for more than my pleasure. I played with her, teasing her tits but going nowhere hear her nipples. I wanted to bring her to fever pitch, wanted to make her crave me, the way I’d once craved her and had stupidly started to again.

I was no longer sure what I was madder at, the fact that she’d had Zakira without me, or that she’d been here for days and not said one fuck to me about being a father. It didn’t matter right now though, she’d agreed to my terms and I was going to hold her to it.

“Touch me.” Her hand came up and touched the fly of my jeans, tentatively at first until she grew brave. I slid the bra strap down her arm and bent my head to suck on her nipple. The rush of milk burst on my tongue and I almost pulled away in surprise.

The taste was surprisingly sweet, no wonder my little piglet liked it so much, I wouldn’t want the can shit either if I were her. I sucked on her tit softly at first and then did what I’d seen Zakira do and went to town. I was afraid of hurting her, but my fingers playing through her pussy folds came away wet.

I got my cock out and into her hand. She didn’t need any instructions as she fondled my balls with one hand while stroking my cock with the other just the way I liked, as I sucked the milk from her tits steadily, working back and forth from one to the other. She spread the pre-cum from my cockhead over the slit and down until her hand was moving smoothly up and down. I fingered her pussy with three big fingers stuffed deep inside until her pussy juice pooled in my hand.

I pulled my fingers out and fed them to her. “Suck.” She almost inhaled my fingers as she jerked my cock even faster.

I laid her out on the bed, marveling that I could be so calm, so gentle, when there was a barely contained rage beating away inside me. I was torn between wanting to put my head between her thighs and feasting, or wetting my dick. My dick won that round. I eased her thighs open more and slid between them with my rod in hand. I let the head go on the hunt and he sniffed the pussy out on the first try.

I teased her by rubbing my pre-cum filled cockhead against her wet slit before lodging just the crown inside. “Beg.”

“What?” She was already fiending for my cock, her body moving on its own accord trying to suck me in. I held myself back until she gave me what I wanted, but she was hanging tough.

“I said beg.” I sucked on her nipple and pressed down on her clit and that was all it took. “Please Zak, please.” I wasn’t sure if she was begging to be fucked or begging me not to make her beg, I didn’t care. As soon as the words crossed her lips I fucked into her. Fucking ambrosia.

I had to grit my teeth to hold in the growl of pleasure. It didn’t seem to matter that I was pissed at her, my body wanted her, but I wasn’t happy about it. I didn’t want to give her anything more of myself, but I was fucked if she was gonna keep herself back from me. I nibbled my way to her ear as I stroked into her nice and slow.

Her tits were leaking milk onto my chest, and I reminded myself to clean her up before we were done, but first. “I’m going to stay in your pussy all weekend. Thanks to your girls acting up, I’ve convinced the guys to give me the whole weekend to work our shit out. Only there’s nothing to work out is there? You’re gonna give me a son.” I fucked into her hard and pulled milk from her tit onto my tongue before lifting my head to look down at her. “I’m going to fuck one into you before the weekend’s over.” She cried out and came on my cock. “Oh yeah, you like that don’t you, like the idea of me breeding you, again.

I tried to detach myself, to not feel the pull of her pussy, or the way my heart beat rapidly at being this close to her again. I refused to kiss her even though I knew how much she likes that. Instead I licked the spilt milk from her chest and sucked her tits until I’d had my fill while her pussy tried to pull the cum from my balls as she came a fuck load on my cock. I could get used to the taste of her, better leave some for my daughter though.

Just for spite, I stopped moving and glared down at her when her pussy stopped quivering around my dick. “That was a freebie, you don’t need to enjoy this to give me a kid.” Her eyes opened wide and she tried turning her face away. “Oh no you don’t, look at me.” I waited until her eyes were on mine and fucked my way to an orgasm, making sure not to hit her spot or go anywhere near her clit. I dripped every last drop inside her before pulling out. “Don’t move.” I found a sheet and tore it in strips. When she saw me coming she tried rolling off the bed. I grabbed her and pulled her back, straddling her with my thighs, and holding her hands pinned to the bed.

“If you fight me, the deal’s off. I will find a way to get you out of here safely and that would be the end of it.” She held still but the look she gave me told me all I needed to know. “You mad? You can lay here and think about what the fuck you did.” I tied her down and got off the bed, suddenly disgusted with the whole fucking situation.

“You can’t leave me here tied to your bed Zachary.”

“Until your ass is bred, that’s exactly where the fuck you’ll stay.” So what I’d lost my fucking mind, people ought not to fuck with a SEAL, we’ve got ways and means. “And just in case you’re thinking one of the others will come to your rescue, think again.” I was planning on keeping everyone away from here for the weekend at least, after that we’d see.