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  “You are one to talk.” He chuckles.

  “Well, can you blame me? I have the sexiest wife in the world. You crave my cock even after I have filled your tight cunt full of my cum,” he says. One of his hands runs up my stomach and squeezes my boob, the other moves between my thighs, his thick long fingers slowly running through my pussy lips. He kisses my shoulder then starts kissing his way up my neck. “Should I make you come with my fingers first or just thrust my cock deep inside this tight cunt?” He growls, nipping my ear and thrusting two fingers into my pussy.

  “Oh God,” I whimper. He rolls my nipple between his fingers on his other hand, his palm just barely touches my clit and I am coming but I am not satisfied I need more. “I need more,” I demand breathless. He growls and moves his hands to my hips and effortlessly picks me up. I grab his cock in my hand and line it up with my pussy hole before dropping down on his cock. Even after all these years my pussy still feels like I am going to rip apart from his size but I fucking love the slight burn. The feeling of his cock stretching me is something I crave. My pussy flutters and I whimper.

  “Fuck, how the hell do you get even tighter every time I fuck you? I’m not even all the way inside of you yet.” I moan putting my legs over the side of the foot claw bathtub he had installed for our anniversary. His hands go to my ass and he starts to work me on his cock.

  “That’s right baby. Just lay back and let me do all the work,” says. My head rolls to the side and I kiss his jaw.

  “Fuck me hard, Bash. I need your cock.” He growls and his feet plant on the bottom of the tub and starts pounding into me over and over. His heavy balls slapping my clit on every thrust.

  “Oh God! Oh Fuck,” I moan as another orgasm comes rushing through me. Laying against him, my pussy still tingles.

  “My turn now.” He pulls out of me then gets out of the tub. With me still in his arms, he walks us into the bedroom and puts me on the bed.

  “Spread those pretty thighs, baby. I want to eat your pussy before I come deep inside you.” I blush and bite my lip doing as he says. He crawls onto the bed and kisses his way up my legs. He spreads them wider making room for his shoulders. “You have such a pretty pink pussy, baby,” he says kissing my mound. He delves his tongue between my fold and my head falls back. “Fuck your pussy tastes like heaven,” he growls and running his tongue in a figure eight around my clit.

  “Bash…that feels so good. I am going to come,” I mewl. He latches onto my clit and I explode. My head falls back, and I scream out his name. He slides up my body and slams his throbbing cock into me. My subsiding orgasm goes into full force, my nails dig into his back and my back arches off the bed. He pounds into me over and over one orgasm turns into two. I feel his cock start to swell and he slams into me one more time groaning he release. Rope after rope of his cum releases inside of me. His head drops down to my chest and he kisses me above my heart after he catches his breath. He slowly pulls out of me and rolls onto his side pulling me close.

  “Mmm, give me fifteen then it’s my turn on top,” I say sleepily laying my head on his chest.

  “Fuck, Mila.” he laughs.

  “I love you, Sebastian.”

  “I love you too, Rebel.” I fall asleep to the sound of his heart beat knowing that he will be right there when I wake up.

  I fucking love my life.

  Epilogue

  Bash

  12 Years Later

  The last sixteen years couldn’t have gone any better. We have five beautiful children and every damn day my wife gets more and more beautiful. Her thirty-fourth birthday is today, and I have big plans in mind for her. My parents, who recently moved to Alexandra to be near us, have the kids for the night. With five kids aged three to fifteen, we are always busy. Between school, sports, cheerleading, and other extracurricular activities we barely have time for ourselves.

  Her mother did two terms and her father is now on his first term as president. There was a president in between them, but when Glenn decided to run, we were behind him one thousand percent.

  I am taking her to a fancy dinner and then I’m spending the night buried deep in her cunt.

  I walk in the house and smell something amazing cooking. Her list of accomplishments also includes saving lives and nourishing them.

  “Rebel?” I call out as I walk from the front door back into the kitchen.

  “Hey, babe. I’ve got some news. Your mama came and picked up the boys, so it’s just us tonight.”

  “What news?” I ask. I may have had something planned for us but staying in seems infinitely better.

  “Nope, dinner first.”

  “What are we having?”

  “Pasta.”

  “Sounds delicious.”

  “It will be ready in about twenty minutes. How was work today?”

  “It was interesting. We’ve got a new recruit that’s showing everyone up.” I moved into training three years ago. We decided it was the right move for us after Keaton, our youngest, was born.

  “How was your day?” She recently started at Alexandria City General Hospital. She chose pediatric emergency medicine as her specialty. She is amazing. She did her freshman year of college pregnant as well as med school. She can do anything. I am in awe of her every single day.

  “There was an accident at an elementary school. I treated ten kids today. It was sad, but they all went home. A couple burns, scrapes. I think I may have picked the wrong field,” she says tears in her eyes.

  “Aw, baby. Come here.” She walks into my arms. “I want to switch fields.”

  “To what?”

  “A private general practice,” she says.

  “I’ll stand behind you, whatever you want to do,” I reply.

  “I love you, husband.”

  “I love you too. Was that the big news?”

  “Um, no.” She kisses me briefly and moves to turn the stove off.

  “Really?”

  “Yeah. I’m pregnant again,” she blurts after turning back to me.

  “We’re super fertile, aren’t we?” I ask laughing. All five times she’s told me this, I lost my cool. I was overly excited. I am determined to handle at least one announcement with military precision, but one look at the happiness on her face and I know I’m fighting a losing battle.

  “Well, I’m going to say yes. It’s actually twins, but I am only twelve weeks. I lost track there for a while. I’ve been so stressed out. Are you happy?”

  “Very happy, Mila. You have made me the happiest man in the world.”

  “You have made me the happiest woman in the world. Ever since that first day, I knew I was so safe with you, knew I loved you.”

  “You’re always going to be safe with me, baby. Always.”

  “I know that. Let’s skip dinner,” she says winking at me. I pull her into my arms for another, longer, more satisfying kiss. When she moans, I lift her up and carry her to our bedroom. I let her down gently and strip her slowly. I pull my own clothes off much more hastily. We climb into our bed, any sort of preamble out the window. Leaning down, I kiss her again. I move my kisses down her body and kiss her belly. Going lower, I eat her pussy until she comes on my face. God, I will never get enough of her sweet juices.

  “Fuck me, Bash. Please. I need you,” she begs. I don’t need to be asked twice. I raise up on my knees and line my hard cock up with her opening. I slide into her cunt slowly. She grips me like a vice. It’s like the first time, every time.

  “Damn, baby.”

  “I’m already close. Give it to me.”

  I pound into her over and over until I feel my own orgasm rise. I release into her already full womb. There is nothing more satisfying than knowing I’ve bred my woman, marking her as mine for all the world to see. I pull out of her slowly and climb off of her. Lying next to her, we both are too busy catching our breaths to say anything right now. Dinner has definitely been forgotten, but we can eat it later.

  Loving Rebel has been the easiest thing I
’ve ever done. Being worthy of her love in return has been the hardest thing. She became everything to me in an instant and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

  “I love you,” I whisper, and I turn on my side so I can stare at her beauty.

  “I love you too,” she says sleepily. Her hair is wet with sweat and that too is satisfying, knowing I was the one who dirtied her up.

  She moves closer to me, curling up to my chest as she normally does when she first goes to sleep. She leans her head up and kisses the edge of my chin. Smiling, I lean down so she can access my lips. I devour hers instead. She was made for sin, but just for me. She is the sin I will commit in this life and God willing in the next. Everything about her was made just for me and vice versa. I’d do anything for her and her family. For a while, it was my job and now it’s my life.

  Just by being together, I’m already the world’s richest man. The family we have created together tells me that. The life we live tells me that too. I can’t tell you what the future holds, but fuck, as long as she is it, it doesn’t matter, my life is already perfect.

  About the Author

  KL is a twenty-five-year-old doing what she loves. Making her dreams come true one book at a time. She is the wife of a chef and the mother of an amazing son. She is a full-time author who does a little housework on the side. She can be found perusing social media when she should be writing. If you like hot AF alphas and sassy heroines with steamy yumminess and sweet Happily Ever After’s than her books are right up your alley.

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  Acknowledgments

  To MK, thank you for being the Rebel to my Riot and I love your face .6 times.

  To my husband, Seth thank you for always being my number one fan and supporting me in everything I do.

  To my readers thank for loving all my schmexy words and being so amazeballs.

  Other Books By KL Fast

  Kissing Junction, TX series written with MK Moore

  -Candy Corn Kisses

  -Thankful Kisses

  -Candy Cane Kisses

  -Champagne Kisses

  -Chocolate Kisses

  -Midnight Kisses

  -Shamrock Kisses

  -Summer Kisses

  -Cowboy Kisses

  The Gallucci’s written with MK Moore

  -Anthony (KL Fast)

  -Trinna (MK Moore)

  America’s Sweethearts written with MK Moore

  -Rebel

  Clearwater Curves Serial written with Elisa Leigh, C.M. Steele, & MK Moore

  -Delicious Curves (Book # 4)

  Hauntingly Romantic Serial written with Elisa Leigh, C.M. Steele, & MK Moore

  -Hunting Luna (Book # 1)

  Seven Brides of Christmas Serial written with MK Moore, Elisa Leigh, Sylvia Kane, Shelby Reeves, Elizabeth Princeton, & Vanna King

  -A Groom By Christmas (Book # 1) written with MK Moore

  -Winter’s Christmas Bride (Book # 5)

  About the Author

  MK is married to the love of her life. She lives in Tennessee with her husband. She is an avid reader and loves telling steamy stories she deems filthy contemporary. She loves meeting readers, so come hang out with her!

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  Acknowledgments

  I want to thank my husband, Daryl. You are so supportive of my dreams and I love you so fucking much for like ever.

  Thank you, Mama, for all of your support! I love you.

  Karlee, thank you for being a friend. #GoldenGirls reference. But seriously, thank you!!!! Love you .6 times!!! Writing Rebel was an awesome experience! That six-hour phone call really helped