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“Tornado, if you value your pussy, you need to rein that shit in because I’m about to fuck the shit outta you,” I whisper into her hair, causing her to stiffen.
Bellamy moans, shifting her hips, causing her pussy flutters around me again. Now I know she is awake. Her arms come from under her and go to either side of my head. Thank fuck she didn’t move those fucking hips of hers. I turn my head and kiss her forehead, flexing my hips. My name leaves her lips in a sweet whisper. Tightening my hold on her hips, I slowly thrust into her. It is fucking torture moving this slowly. But I need nice and slow. I need to feel her. She moans into my ear, and I can feel her trying to get more from me, but I’m not having it. She will take this dick the way I give it to her, and right now, I’m giving it slowly.
After a few more thrusts, she knows what I’m doing and becomes frustrated and tries to bounce on cock, but I refuse her. That’s when my little demon tornado clamps her pussy so fucking hard around me, and I see stars. Cursing, I clench my jaw and screw my eyes closed. I won’t give in, and she will learn that in our bed, I run this shit. She’ll have to get over her need to be in control.
“Xavier…” she moans my name.
Fuck if it doesn’t do something to me to hear my woman say my name while I’m deep inside her. My eyes open, and her eyes find mine, filled with lust and need. I refuse to give in. Pump my hip slowly, ignoring the pleading in her eyes for more. Her pussy flutters, letting me know even with my slow caresses, she is close. And that is when I gave in, just not how she thought I would. I move a little faster, and her hot breath flutters against my skin as she moans into my neck. I can feel our bodies slick with sweat, and my little tornado will not let me have this. She takes a bite into my shoulder, and that is when I lose my ever-loving mind.
Flipping us both over, I snatch her arms and raise them over her head, never breaking my rhythm. Her legs wrap around my waist. I pin her to the bed with my body. She is not in charge of her pleasure. I am. Her eyes stare at me sleepily but filled with lust, and I see a triumph reflected at me. I shake my head as I take her mouth with mine.
“You may be the boss out there, my tornado, but in here… You. Are. Mine. Never forget that.” I growl as my thrust becomes even more punishing.
She screams as I fill her repeatedly with brutal and unforgiving thrusts. Her release is close as soon as her pussy clamps around me. I do the asshole thing and slow my thrusts again. She may own me, but I own her pleasure, and she will not goad me, not in our bed. She lets out a frustrated moan, but I don’t give a shit. She needs to learn her lesson. She needs to know who is in charge. She tries to get me to release her arms, but I refuse even when she gives me the evil eye. I kiss both of her eyes, cheeks, and then her lips. I pump into her several more times with long, drawn-out strokes. Her pleasure overrides her need to be in control when she finally gives in to me and what I want. When she does what I need her to, I’m ready to give her what she needs from me, and my hips begin to piston in and out of her. Our moans and breathing become erratic, and we find our release together. When I release her arms, her body continues to shutter under me. She wraps her arms around my neck and kisses my chest. Falling to my elbows, my head goes to the crook of her neck, my breathing is erratic, and my dick softens.
Once we have both caught our breath, I flip us over with me still inside her, and she lays her head on my sweaty chest and lets out a sigh of contentment. Kissing her on her forehead. I shift, sliding out of her, and feel our combined release slide down my balls.
“Good morning, my little tornado,” I say, squeezing her to me and breathing in her scent of raspberries, vanilla, and sex.
“Good morning, my Xavier.” She kisses me on the chest.
We lay like that for a little while before I see it’s nine a.m. And that we need to get up, shower, and start this day. Fuck only knows what a shit show it’s going to be.
“We need to get up, my little tornado, and shower.” I chuckle when she groans into my chest. “As cute as you are, you aren’t exempt from hot-ass morning breath.”
With an unladylike grunt, Bellamy untangles herself from my body and runs into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. I chuckle when she opens the door and stomps over to her bag, giving me the evil eye the entire time. My eyes follow her naked body as she walks over to her bags, ruffling through them. Slowly, I get out of bed and stalk toward her. She pretends she doesn’t see me, but I know she is watching me from the corner of her eye. Walking into my closet, I grab clothes for the day, and without looking back, I walk into the bathroom and start the shower.
It’s a few minutes before Bellamy joins me, but when she does, I make her feel better about her morning breath by giving her a few more orgasms in the shower.
What a good damn way to start the day.
Thirty-Eight
TAZ
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After Bellamy received the text from Blaze that her godchildren had arrived. It was cute to see the change in her. For the first time since meeting her, I saw a side of her I’m sure only her family sees. Bell was bouncing around and chattering to me about her godbabies. Her excitement was palpable and cute. When we walked into the main room, a mini tornado attacked my little tornado, knocking them both to the ground and causing everyone around us to laugh. The two were cute as fuck, and the affection they had for one another was infectious.
You would think that Sarafina was my woman’s kid because she acted so much like her. The two of them together is a fucking riot. Sarafina is very much Bellamy’s protégé. She takes no shit, and her tongue cuts like a razor. And Vex's man whore ass got the brunt of it. Not knowing who she was, he settled right up to her this morning and tried to use the Church charm on her. That girl wasn’t having it. I figured Blaze, or her brother Sebastian, who is a fucking beast, would step in and make her off-limits. Instead, they all sat back and watched the verbal ass-whippin’ Sarafina gave Vex. And Vex took it all good fun, but the little shit has had stars and hearts in his eyes ever since.
Giving her time to do what she needed to with them, I sat at my usual table with the rest of the officers. Someone added the extenders to it to accommodate the few additional seats. We knew all the officers would eventually have ol’ ladies, so the table adjusted for that. It didn’t escape my notice that there was another seat next to Prez’s, one that would be for his ol’ lady, which was never a distinction he gave Beverly. During their marriage, that seat was never used or offered to Beverly; hell, it wasn’t even available to her if she chose to use it. Prez knows Savvy will be here today. I don’t know if that knowledge is why he finally did it, but he has made it clear that he has hope. The empty seat next to him lets everyone know that without words, that shit may be changing. Prez is in for the fight of his life. Savvy will not go easy on him; that much I understand from what Bellamy and Blaze have said about their mother.
My eyes trail over to my Prez, who has been unusually quiet all morning, only speaking when spoken to. I can tell his mind is consumed with the reality of seeing his woman again. My eyes trail away from him as he stares down at his coffee. I can’t imagine where his head’s at. He knows I’m here if he needs to talk. I said as much when I first came down, but he brushed me off. I'm not one to push, so I’m letting him be.
My eyes scan the room in search of my woman. Finding her, I watch as she animatedly talks to her godchildren. Taking her in from head to toe, I chuckle at her outfit choice. She cussed me the fuck out after our shower because her swollen pussy was giving her hell, and she couldn’t wear her bad bitch attire,
as she called it. It’s her damn fault I tore that pussy up again. Now, she is walking around bowlegged, and it’s what she deserves. My smirk doesn’t go unnoticed as I hear a few jabs from brothers that I ignore.
I chuckle when a few brothers call me a lovesick puppy as they watch me watch my woman. A few look at me warily, waiting for me to explode on them, but I don’t respond. I brush them off. Being known as the hard-ass VP of the LSMC mother chapter, my reputation precedes me as being deadly and feared. Since my woman came into my life, I’ve been anything but. I’ve been a fucking teddy bear constantly thinking about my feelings and shit. I wouldn’t change a damn thing about it.
Bellamy feels my eyes on her because she looks at me with a soft smile, sending me a wink. She holds my stare, and her face softens. That, right there, is why I’ll cut all the alpha male shit out. Don’t get it fucked up. I’m still Taz, but to her and for her, I’m Xavier, the man working damn hard to win her heart, which I’m damn close to doing. She already has mine, and I’m okay with that.
A movement at my side catches my attention. Prez stands, finishing his coffee. His eyes scan the room. His eyes light up when he sees his children cutting up and laughing. All his children except Princess, who has been quiet and pouting all morning. Putting his mug down, he looks at me and gives me a nod, which I return. I stand, finishing my coffee before he bellows out.
“Church.”
All the officers follow suit. Prez looks over at his children one last time. His eyes connect with Bellamy and Blaze, who turn to speak to their companions. Vex and Bull are up and heading to chapel, and with the inclines of his head, Prez invites them to join this meeting.
