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DC
I was sitting on the clubhouse steps sipping my coffee and waiting for Beast when he pulled into the compound. With his Iron Dogz beanie pulled over his shaved short hair and his black skull bandanna over his mouth and wraparound dark sunglasses hiding his eyes he looked damned intimidating. The man was huge, monstrously huge. Okay, maybe not monstrously, but he was super big. Bigger than any of the other guys in the club. He had a wide chest, huge shoulders and heavily muscled arms and the thickest thighs and calves I had ever seen. They were even bigger than Shaka’s and I had always thought he was the biggest man I had ever seen. That was until I met Beast.
He had to be at least six foot seven or close to it. And unlike Shaka he did not pretend to be friendly, but maybe with Shaka that was just Nadja’s influence. Shaka loved his wife and smiled a lot because of her. Beast was exactly what his road name said, a beast. He was dangerous, rude, short tempered and hardly ever spoke, and then only to his brothers and sometimes to Chris. And I had noticed that he had stopped talking to her after ending whatever it was they had been involved in. It hadn’t been a relationship, not at all, but he had given her more attention than any of the other club girls. Now he ignored all of them.
I watched as he walked over and was once again amazed that such a big man could move so gracefully and quietly.
“Morning, Beast. I’ve been waiting for you. Can we talk about the job I want you to do for me?”
He frowned as if trying to remember, and then nodded as he sank down next to me. “Sure. What can I do for you?”
“I’ll show you. Come with me.”
I led him over to the garage that was now clean and painted waiting for the electrician, ceiling installers and door guys to do their thing today.
“What are you going to do in here, DC?” Beast asked with a frown as he looked around the empty space.
“I want you to build me a ballet barre. I want it along the side wall here and I think maybe halfway across the back wall. That should give me more than enough space to work out. I’ve googled the specs and I can forward it to you or you can google it yourself. I don’t know which materials you want to use but I saw online that you could use pine, maple or oak for the wooden piece. I’ll leave the choice up to you.” I saw he was about to say something but I didn’t give him a chance.
“I have an electrician and the ceiling guys coming in today to install the ceiling and light fittings and I’m having the roller shutter doors removed and wood and glass sliders installed that can be folded back to open up the space to the outside if I want. A specialist flooring guy is going to start installing the floor on Thursday, I thought they could do it in a day but he said they needed two. So I have the mirror people coming Saturday morning to install the mirrors on the walls. Do you think you could have the ballet barre ready by Monday or do you need more time?”
Beast looked confused as he once again looked around the space. “You’re building a ballet studio. Why?”
Oh shit. I didn’t think he would know anything about ballet. He was so rough that I just assumed he wouldn’t know. So I lied a little bit.
“It’s like a ballet studio but it’s for my work outs. I have a studio similar to what I’m planning here at the Road Warriors compound. I can arrange for you to see it if you want.”
He shook his head. “No, that won’t be necessary. I know what you want. I’ll hit up some of my suppliers and see what I can find then get back to you. It’s an easy job but you might have to wait with the mirrors until I’ve installed the anchors for the barre. I’ll have to drill into the wall to secure the anchors for the barre. The people who install the mirrors can easily cut the mirrors to fit around the anchors before I do the final installation. Do you want supports to the floor or do you want the barre to be secured only to the wall? A traditional ballet barre has supports and I think you should go the same route.”
Shit, I didn’t know. But I had seen dancers working out at the barre and I knew it had to be able to take some weight.
“It will have to take some weight so what do you suggest?”
“We add the supports just to be safe. It shouldn’t fuck up your floor but I’ll come and talk to the floor guys when they get here and get their opinion.”
“You’re a life saver. I didn’t think about any of this stuff. Grizz and my dad had the studio built at their compound as a surprise for me so I have no idea what planning went into it. I should have called Grizz to pick his brain.”
“No worries, DC, I’ve got this. I’ll get on it as soon as I’ve spoken to Prez to see what he has for me today. Okay?”
I grinned wide. “Perfect. Thanks Beast, send me your details and I’ll transfer some money to get you started.”
“Not asking you for money, DC. This is club property so it’s club money, no problems.” Beast growled as he turned and walked out without another word.
I watched him as he walked away. He had not been happy about something, I wasn’t sure what it was but something about the studio upset him. And that was weird.
Shaking it off I made my way back inside. It was time to torture Tori. I grinned as I ran up the stairs to start her physical therapy. She was making amazing progress and soon we’ll be able to use the studio to help with her recovery.
If I played my cards right she won’t be going back to Cape Town. I didn’t trust the old bitch. Not at all.
Tori
I lay panting on the yoga mat on the floor next to DC. I was worn out and a wet sweaty mess. We had worked through the physical therapy and continued straight into strength training. I breathed through the aches in my body. We were almost done for the morning but my torturer would be back tonight to help and spot me as I worked through a very easy and basic routine to bring my body back into dancing shape.
Working through the cool down routine I sighed with relief when we were done at last. I was dripping with sweat and breathing hard. Three years ago these exercises would have been as nothing to me. I had been supremely fit before the accident and according to the specialists it had helped with my recovery. It definitely didn’t feel like it. My belly was getting soft and my ass was bigger than it has ever been.
DC didn’t allow me to fall into my memories, not for a minute.
“You need to shower and then I’ll give you a massage. You worked really hard today and if we don’t massage those muscles they are going to ache like a son of a bitch.”
I threw her a mock angry look. “As you should, my poor muscles are in pain and screaming out for a massage.”
She ignored me. “I’m going to my room to shower.” Then she gave a very bad Arnie impersonation. “I’ll be back.”
I rolled my eyes at her as she laughed and left.
She was waiting when I walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath sheet. She had the bed covered with towels to stop the oil from getting on the bedding. I lay down on my belly and sighed. DC’s massages were amazing, and her hands were strong and sure.
Thirty minutes later I oozed over the bed like an over cooked noodle. My muscles were totally relaxed and I was pleasantly drowsy. Until she slapped my butt, hard.
“Ow! What was that for?” I griped as I grabbed the towel, slid off the bed and wrapped it around me.
“I have some good news for you. Are you awake enough to listen?”
That got my attention immediately. “What news?”
She grinned. “Hawk gave his okay for us to visit with River. Kid, Sam and I are going to sneak you out a little bit later when everyone is at work or busy with whatever. Hawk moved the guards at Ice’s house away from the house so we will be able to sit outside for a bit.”
I started bouncing on my toes with excitement. “Oh dearest virgin queen, I’m going to be outside! I can’t wait to breathe in some fresh air and to feel the wind in my hair. Please tell me there’s a breeze outside today.”
DC laughed. “There’s a breeze. I have some shit I have to take care of but I’ll be back to get you ready for the visit. We won’t be able to stay too long because we have to sneak you back inside without anyone noticing. But River said she has a plan on how to draw all the attention to the front of the clubhouse while we sneak you in the back.”
Time ticked by too damned slowly. I tried watching a movie, read, played solitaire, chatted to Sam to get the time to run faster. I was so excited about at last being allowed outside after weeks of being cooped up inside the room that I felt like I was going to explode.
And then it was time. I shrugged into the big black hoodie Kid held out and pulled the hood up and over my head. The hoodie was so big it hung below my knees and the sleeves hung way past my hands. The hood fell down over my forehead to the tip of my nose. I would have to keep my head down and watch my feet as I walked because with the hood over my eyes I couldn’t see anything in front of me. But that seemed to be the plan. I was covered from head to toe and if I was seen it would be hard to recognise me.
Sam went down the passage first making sure it was safe to leave my room. We followed shortly after. Kid in front of me and DC behind me. They made hardly any sound as we descended a small staircase at the far end of the passage, and Sam was waiting at a door at the bottom. At Kid’s nod he opened the door, stepped through and when his beckoning hand appeared around the door jamb we followed.
Thank the pope I could bend my knee with only a faint ache because I had to curl up on the floorboards in the back with a black blanket thrown over my body. It was freaking uncomfortable but I was getting out of my room for a few hours and could handle anything for some fresh air.
We drove through the gates without slowing because the guards obviously knew who was in the SUV and where they were going.
The drive wasn’t that long and Sam took it easy but he didn’t dawdle either. We went through what sounded like another gate and this time Sam slowed and stopped to speak to whoever was at the gate. The guard who greeted Kid and DC sounded friendly and relaxed as he let them through. Sam slowly drove down what had to be the drive down to River’s house.
The blanket was suddenly pulled off me and DC grinned down at me.
“Sit up and park your butt on the seat. The guards out there have been moved further away, so no worries about you being seen.”
I didn’t hesitate. I hopped up and parked my butt on the seat. Looking out the window I stared in awe at the beautiful garden we were slowly driving through. Big trees, big shrubs and colourful flower beds sprinkled in between. I opened my window and dragged the smell of green growing things into my lungs. It felt as if I hadn’t breathed properly in ages.
The house we pulled up in front of was gorgeous. It had a high thatched roof and River was waiting for us on the front steps. I hopped out of the SUV the minute we came to a stop.
“Welcome.” River smiled. “Come inside, I’ve got tea and some yummy stuff set up on the back deck. I thought it would be nicer outside than sitting inside. You’ve spent so much time cooped up in that room I’m sure you’ll be glad for some fresh air and sunshine.”
I grinned as she slipped her arm through mine. “I can’t wait to sit outside and just breathe in the goodness. I’ve missed being able to walk out my door and into the garden. I’m not even allowed to peek out the windows at the club because they are worried someone will see me. I look like a spy the way I sneak little peeks when Sam’s not watching.”
DC and River laughed but I was being serious. I did look like a spy and I have been spying. I saw him outside with some other guys, drinking coffee and chatting. I would have recognised him anywhere by the way he held himself and the way he moved. What I would not have recognised was his face. It was covered by a thick long wild black beard. If you dressed him in a plaid shirt he would look like one of those lumberjack romance book covers.
And the one day he had almost caught me watching. If Sam hadn’t pulled me away from the window he would have seen me because he had tipped his head towards the window as I moved away.
Shit.
Shaking my head to dislodge those thoughts I tuned back in to DC and River’s chat. They were talking about cars. I didn’t know anything about cars but I did like pretty ones. And I’ve always wanted one of those old Mustangs with the big growly engines. Ilya used to tease me about me wanting a car I wouldn’t even be able to drive. Yes, sadly, I didn’t have a drivers licence. I never needed one until I came back to South Africa. I do have my learners licence now though and had been taking driving lessons when shit hit the fan in Cape Town.
Damn. I hope I could continue with those lessons once this mess has been sorted. Having my own car would make travelling so much easier. I had plans to do a road trip around South Africa to see places I had only read about and seen photographs of, and had on my bucket list. It was time to start ticking items off that list.
Tomorrow wasn’t promised to any of us. We had to live while we still had life pulsing through our veins.
In the years I had danced with the ballet companies in London and New York I had travelled extensively. I had made a point of grabbing some time to visit tourist attractions in each city we performed in. And consequently I had a box full of keepsakes from each of those cities. A box I hadn’t unpacked yet because some of those keepsakes Ilya and I had collected together.
He would have loved South Africa. After years of refusing to visit he had finally talked me into coming out for a holiday when we finished our last season. He died before we could have that holiday. I had waited too long.
Shaking my head to clear my brain of my sad thoughts I tuned back into DC and River’s discussion. Apparently River’s dad was going to be rebuilding a car for Beast. A car he had bought after selling his ex-wife’s car because no one at the club wanted it.
“Why would no one want to buy an almost new car he was selling for next to nothing? I would have jumped at a bargain.”
Both women laughed. DC explained. “Tori, you would have opened the car door, got in, and after one breath would have jumped right out and slammed the door to keep that stink shut inside it. I think that skank sprayed that disgusting perfume of hers on the seats because not even steam cleaning could get the stink out. The prospects hated the damn thing because they had to drive it when it had to be moved. I had it moved on Monday and they played rock, paper, scissors to decide who had to move the car.”
“Wow. It must have been horrendous.” I picked up my tea and took sip.
“You have no idea.” DC grinned.
River grinned but it sort of slipped as she looked at me. “How is your leg? I noticed that you’re hardly limping and you’re not using a cane.”
“I’m doing great.” I pointed at DC. “My torturer over there has been working me hard and the leg is recovering quicker than what the specialist thought. I spoke to him yesterday afternoon and he’s very happy with my progress. Sam and I sent him a video of me walking and doing basic exercises and after studying it he said I’m doing well. I still have to go back for the final scans and stuff but he’s optimistic about my dancing future. If I keep on working the way I am right now he thinks I would be able to dance with very little pain. I will just have to be very careful.” I swallowed the lump that suddenly appeared in my throat. “I will never be a prima ballerina again, that part of my life is forever gone.”
“I’m so sorry. I watched a video of the last performance you and Ilya gave and it was the most beautiful and heartrending performance I have ever seen. It wasn’t a classical piece but something the two of you had choreographed and then performed. As I watched I could feel the love between the two of you reaching out to whoever was watching.” River said softly.
And just like that tears started running down my cheeks. River gasped and jumped up.
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry, Tori. I didn’t want you to be sad, not today, on your first day outside.” River sank down next to my chair and held my hand as I used the other to wipe the tears away. DC silently watched but her eyes were full of sadness.
“I’m not sad, River, these are happy tears because I’m so grateful we did that piece. We weren’t supposed to perform it but Ilya, being a stubborn Russian, insisted and after a lot of shouting our director gave in because Ilya Ivanov drew people to the theatre. He put bums in seats whenever his name appeared on the bill. And you’re right; it was the last time we danced together before the accident. I’m so very grateful we had the opportunity to perform that particular piece. You were right, it was about our love for dance and for each other and it was the perfect final act for both of us. I hadn’t realised it had been recorded. I want a copy of that recording.” I frowned. “Was it released before or after his death?”
DC crouched on my other side. “Tori, right now it doesn’t matter.” I wanted to interrupt but she held up a hand and it shut me up. “It doesn’t matter because right now you need every ounce of resolve to get through your recovery. If you promise to work hard I will get Ziggy to find you a copy of the recording. I promise. Okay?”
I could only nod.
“Now, let’s talk about something more cheerful. Something that will put a smile on that sad face.”
I nodded then looked at River’s belly and changed to subject to something joyous.
“You haven’t mentioned your belly, so I will. When is your baby due? With that belly you’re growing I’m sort of thinking it might be soonish.”
Both of them burst out laughing and I frowned and lifted my hands in a silent question.
River rubbed her belly with a wide grin. “I’ll only be losing this belly in January and the reason it’s so damned big is because there’s two of them in here.”
“Holy shit.” I whispered, totally in awe. “One of the dancers in our company became pregnant and I thought she was big, but let me tell you, that was nothing compared to you. And I’m sure their daddy’s size has something to do with the size of those babies in your belly.”
“When we saw Dr Strauss on our last visit she did say they were big. And Ice’s mum told me that he had been a very big baby, like almost nine pounds big. And she had a natural birth! Thankfully I’m having a C-section and I won’t have to push these little guys out. I’m not even going to pretend to want to try to do that shit. I’m just not that brave.”
DC and I looked at each other with big eyes. And I saw the moment my friend realised what waited for her when she got pregnant with Hawk’s spawn. Absolute horror flashed over her face and I just couldn’t help it, I burst out laughing. I laughed so hard I slid down in my chair and had to clamp my hands on to the armrests to keep from becoming a puddle on the deck. The laughter turned into giggles as I dragged myself back and upright.
“Oh, sweet virgin queen, DC, you’re going to have huge babies my friend.” I gasped through the giggles.
“No, I’m not. They had better be normal sized or I’m going to lose my shit and kick Hawk in the balls.” She growled.
“Nope, you won’t, you like what he does with those big balls of his too much.” River teased.
“Oh God, stop, stop. That’s way too much information about Hawk’s balls.” I giggled.
“I’m going to kill both of you if you don’t stop with this shit. I’m not having babies anytime soon.” DC growled.
“Uhm, correct me if I’m wrong, but didn’t you tell me that he’s close to forty? I think you’re going to have to bite the bullet and give the man some spawn before he’s middle aged my friend.” I teased.
DC’s eyes went huge and she gasped. “Oh shit, that’s what’s been going on with him. He’s been hinting at something but it made no freaking sense so I ignored it. Oh fuck, my man wants babies.” Her voice had become softer and softer as she spoke until it ended in a whisper.
I glanced at River and she shrugged. Okay, so it was advice time.
“Do you want babies, DC?” I asked softly and smiled when she nodded.
“Okay then, so what’s the problem? Go off your birth control and start going at it like bunnies.” River patted her knee as she gave her that piece of very obvious advice.
DC shook her head and dropped her head onto her knees. She mumbled something that neither one of us understood.
“You’re going to have to sit up and talk to us because mumbling at your knees is not working for us. You were there for me when I needed you and you’ve been there for Tori, now it’s our turn to help you. What’s the problem?” River patted DC on the back as she spoke.
After a beat of silence DC sat up and looked at us and her dark eyes were filled with what I could only say were demons, lots and lots of demons.
“There are two very distinct sides to my personality and most of the time I’m in control of the dark side of me. But sometimes I’m not and I do shit that would horrify both of you. What if that side of me doesn’t want the baby? What If I harm my own child?”
River gave a disgusted snort and smacked DC on the arm. “That’s bullshit and you know it. Have you ever felt like slitting Hawk’s throat because he’s an irritating dick? Don’t answer I’ll do it for you. The answer is no, you haven’t and you never will. You love the big bastard too much.”
“Ja, but what if I get so angry I just want to destroy something? It has happened before.”
“Stop talking shit. You’ll never hurt your child or your man, DC. You’re just scared and I totally get it. But you’ll have Hawk with you all the way. That man loves you so much, and we all know he completely changed his life for you. Stop being scared and take the plunge.” She grinned. “And join me on the procreation train.”
I started giggling again and had to slap both my hands over my mouth to muffle it. DC gave me the evil eye and then she grinned.
“What do you girls think about a surprise baby?”
“You wouldn’t!” River gasped.
I was confused, what were they talking about? I didn’t stay confused for long.
“I think it’s perfect.” DC shrugged. “I go off my birth control but keep it a secret and hopefully I can give him the best Christmas present ever.”
River disagreed. “No. You need to see your gynae and get checked out first and then you do it. Don’t do it ass about face like I did.”
DC sighed. “Fine. I have my check-up coming up. I’m going to do it, bloody hell. I’m so going to do it.” She drew in a deep breath then let it out slowly and smiled.
I shook my head as I grinned. “Spring madness is in the air and very soon the Iron Dogz clubhouse is going to be filled with more kids than those badasses ever expected to see on their turf. I hope I’m still around to see that happening.”
“Of course you’ll be here.” River said immediately but I shook my head.
“No. My home is in Cape Town and as soon as my shit is sorted Dominick will be here to take me home. I want to start my dance school and settle down. And maybe one day I’ll be able to look at a man and say ‘there he is, he’s the one’.”
“Oh, sweetheart.” River said softly and took my hand in both of hers. “I know right now you’re missing Ilya like crazy. Believe me, I know. But what I also know is that it will happen for you when you least expect it. The right man will walk into your life and you’ll just know he’s the one.”
I almost told them about Beast but as I opened my mouth Ice walked out onto the deck and I closed my mouth and said nothing.
Maybe if I had they would have been more prepared. But I didn’t and they weren’t.
The best part of the visit was chatting to two women I admired and strolling through the amazing garden around the house. River showed me the hidden path to the pool and we all sighed as we dipped our fingers in the water. Perfect for an afternoon swim but it wasn’t going to happen because Kid was back and shooing us towards the house. He had to get me back before it became too busy at the clubhouse and chances that I would be seen increased.
After promising we would do this again soon DC and I were bundled back into the SUV and driven back to the clubhouse. No one saw me. I was back in my room and after feeling the freedom of sitting outside with the wind in my hair and the sun on my face my room felt even smaller than it had before.
I wanted the threats to be over. I wanted my life to be free of threats and blood and death.
I wanted so much that I couldn’t have. At least not right now.
I missed Ilya. I missed his pragmatic approach to life and its problems. He would have known how to defuse the situation I was caught up in. Well, on second thoughts, maybe not. Dealing with crime bosses wasn’t something he had any experience in.
With a sigh I lay down on my bed and closed my eyes. Maybe if I slept time would magically speed up and when I woke all my problems will have been solved.
Hah.
Hawk
Hawk smiled when his old lady walked into his office but his smile became a frown when he saw the look on her face.
“What’s wrong, little bird? Didn’t you enjoy your visit with River and little red?”
She walked around this desk and sank down on his lap, laying her head against his chest and his arms tightened around her. Curving his hand around the back of her head he held her against him as she spoke quietly.
“I did enjoy the visit, it was fun. I just didn’t realise how very broken Tori still is. River is a ballet fan. And how did I not know that? Anyway, she’s a ballet fan and she started talking about having watched a video of Tori and Ilya dancing and how incredible it was. And then Tori just fell apart, she tried to hide how broken she was but I saw it. Apparently the video was taken the last time they danced together and she hadn’t ever seen it. I need to find that video and watch it with her. She’s still not over Ilya’s death. Not that I expected her to be, I just thought that by now it would have been a bit easier for her to hear his name or talk about dancing with him.”
Hawk kissed the top of her head. His little bird had a soft heart when it came to those she loved.
“Some people take a long time to accept and move on from the death of a loved one. It has been what? Two years since he died, right? Maybe she’s just not ready to let go of him. Remember, it took River meeting Ice for her to finally let go of Sparrow. Don’t misunderstand, baby, I know she will always love him but I think she realised that there’s enough space in her heart to love Ice as well. It is how some of us were made I think. Not me though. If I ever lost you there will never be anyone else for me. You’re it for me, little bird.”
His old lady stiffened in his arms then tilted her head back and smiled. It was a smile he loved because it lit up her face and dark eyes.
“You’re it for me too. If I ever lost you there would be no one else for me and I would wipe the bastards who did it and everyone connected to them from the face of the earth. So you need to stay alive, my Viking, or else there’s going to be blood flowing like rivers out there.”
Hawk shook with laughter. Fuck, he loved this blood thirsty little bird of his.
“So, besides little red falling apart on you girls, how did the rest of the visit go?”
There was a beat of silence before she answered.
“Nothing much. River explained about the babies and how big they were and Tori teased her a little. We walked around the garden and sat next to the pool just enjoying the sunshine. She was so excited to be outside I sort of felt guilty for not arranging this earlier. She’s going nuts locked in her room all the time. Do you think, once I’ve got the studio ready, that it would be safe for her to do her work outs and maybe dance in there?”
He had known since the minute his woman started talking about having a studio that this was her plan. She was worried about Tori returning to Cape Town and unfortunately he had to agree with her. Winifred Maingarde was never going to let this go. Just like she would never let her hatred of Freeze, the Road Warriors and the Iron Dogz go. She was determined to wipe them all out and she would do the same to Tori. His old lady was right, little red would be safer staying up here where they could watch over her.
“Baby, we’ll have to wait and see. Dom is working on the problem but it’s nowhere near solved. Her house is being watched and I’m sure if her family was still living in South Africa they would have been targeted to get her to come out of hiding. Thank fuck they’re living in America and are out of reach. The Maingarde organisation has a long reach but they don’t have a secure foothold in the US and they wouldn’t dare stir shit with the organisations that do. I’ve reached out to some people and her family is safe.”
DC jerked upright and twisted to look into his face. Oh shit, he should never have told her about that.
“Who did you contact? Whoever you contacted won’t do anything for free. What did they want from us?”
So fucking clever, his little bird.
“They wanted a marker from the Iron Dogz MC and I gave it to them but with certain very specific conditions. I won’t endanger my club and my brothers by doing stupid shit for some club who doesn’t give a shit about us. We’ll honour the marker but only if it falls inside our conditions. They agreed, so I’m thinking they need something done down here that they can’t do themselves. I’m sure we’ll find out soon enough what that is.”
DC sighed and relaxed back into his chest. “Okay, I can live with that if you can.”
Hawk smiled. “Don’t think I don’t know you’re avoiding talking to me about something your girls and you talked about, baby. I won’t push, you’ll tell me when you’re ready.”
His old lady sagged in his arms with a huge groan.
“You’re far too clever for your own good. Did you know that?” She griped. “Fine, we talked about some female shit that I just don’t want to discuss with you. At least not today.”
She swung around and straddled him in his chair and Hawk grinned. Oh yes, this he could get totally on board with. The grin disappeared when she rubbed her pussy over his rock hard cock. “Baby, if you don’t want me to fuck you right now you had better move that hot little pussy off my cock.”
“Why would I do a stupid thing like that? This hot little pussy of mine loves your hard cock, hell she even loves him when he’s all soft and relaxed. Don’t tell her I told you, she’ll be angry with me.” She whispered with a little grin.
Hawk shoved his chair back and lifted her until she stood with her feet on either side of his thighs. She knew what was coming next and was already undoing the buttons on her jeans and shoving them down while he untied her boots. It didn’t take them long to have her out of her boots and jeans and his jeans unbuttoned and pulled down around his thighs. Before he pulled her down on his cock where he desperately wanted her he leant forward and licked along her slit, drew her clit into his mouth and sucked. His little bird moaned and shoved her pussy into his face and Hawk grinned. He fucking loved how responsive she was. Giving her one final lick he sat back and looked up at her.
He drew her down very, very slowly, gazing into her eyes as she reached down and angled his cock to her so very wet and slick entrance. They both groaned as she sank down on his rigid cock.
“Fuck, baby, you feel so fucking good. I can feel you clenching around me, holding me inside you. I’m not going to last. Play with that hot little clit of yours, make yourself come.” He growled as he clasped his hands over her hips and started moving her on his cock. It didn’t take them long before they were both totally out of control. His woman was slamming down on him and he was jerking her down to get as deep inside of her as he could. It never felt as if he could get deep enough. He wanted to fucking live inside that little pussy. He wanted to plant his babies inside this woman and it was a feeling that would have scared the shit out of him a few years ago. But it no longer did.
Holding her down, his cock deep inside of her he met her dark passion filled eyes and gave it to her, the one thing he really wanted.
“I want to put my baby inside you, little bird. I want you to think about it. I don’t need an answer right now, just think about it. I love you, baby, so fucking much. Sometimes it feels like if I don’t see you or touch you or even just talk to you that I’ll go fucking crazy. I swear to you I’ll never leave you or fuck around on you. You’re it for me, sweetheart. Just think about having my baby, okay?”
A smile bloomed over his woman’s beautiful face making her even more beautiful.
“Fuck me, my Viking.” She whispered.
And he gave it to her. He fucked her while they kept staring into each other’s eyes and when they came together it felt as if he had left part of himself inside of her.
If his old lady hadn’t been on birth control he would have sworn that he had just knocked her up. Fuck. He couldn’t wait for it to be the truth. As she lay shuddering against his chest and her pussy rippled around his slowly softening cock he stroked his hands over her ass and up under her t-shirt.
“We’re going to need those tissues the minute you slip out of me, big guy.” She teased against his neck, kissing him before leaning back and looking up into his eyes.
“I made an appointment to see my gynae next week. I’m having a check-up and I’m going off my birth control.” He was stunned silent. “You better get ready to fuck me morning noon and night Hawk Walker because I want our spawn to be friends with River’s boys.”
Jesus. Fuck. He was speechless, could only nod and then it hit him. They were going to try for a baby. A fucking baby. There was no way he could have stopped the delighted smile that lit up his face. No way at all.
“Thank you, baby. I fucking love you.” He whispered before sealing his lips over hers and kissing his old lady.
The kiss was soft and deep and his semi-soft cock hardened inside his woman.
Their second round of loving was as deep but it was slow and intense.
It reverberated through him. They were going to try for a baby.
He was going to have a son or daughter with the woman who was his entire world.
A bit of darkness crept into his happiness. Years ago he had lost a child but this time he knew it wouldn’t happen again. Because this time he would be there every step of the way. Unlike the last time. Shaking his dark thoughts off he concentrated on the woman in his lap.
The fucking love of his life. And she was going to give him a child.
Happy was too small a word for what he felt as he held her in his arms.
It was so much more.
