Clarisse freezes while Nova gasps, “I’ve worked my butt off for months, and I signed a contract, so if you fire me, I’ll sue!” causing Clarisse to drop her head, knowing that threatening the club will get you a one-way ticket out the door.
“One mess up,” Cage sneers, “and you’re gone, but as far as the clubhouse and any other club business, you are out!”
Nova gasps and I state, “Get the fuck out now!” and she flinches and looks back at Clarisse who shakes her head and the bitch screeches before storming out of the clubhouse while Clark mutters, “And she wonders why I won’t allow her near Willow when she brings that type of person around.”
I wince, and so does her dad, clearly hearing her.
“Brothers, we’re here because you all want access to Willow, whereas I already do, the little one is already at my home and I I’ll be spending the evening with her and my girls baking,”Cage says, and Clark snorts as several growls echo in the room. He grins and continues, “Despite her and Trick finally on the right track, despite them being madly and deeply in love, despite Clark finally wearing her property patch,” he pauses as several eyes go to Clark in shock who sighs, he says, “We all made her feel like she wasn’t family, that her feelings didn’t matter in the situation when Trick’s drink was drugged. We forced her into something where I personally don’t regret giving Trick the idea when I was in prison because, well, look at them but Clark's feelings were pushed back, her dreams were stomped on, and because of our decisions, she pushed us all back.”
Clark shakes her head, and I tighten my hold on her, and I say, “They’re all here to show you that they do love you, that they do want you to trust them, especially with our daughter. Honestly, don’t fucking kill me for this, but I’m not sorry that we got married because you were always mine, I’m just sorry I didn’t give you the wedding you always dreamed of.”
“All we’re asking for, sweetheart, is a chance,” Spike says, and Splinter adds, “We know we should have been more sensitive, but it is like Trick mentioned, we can’t be sorry because you two were always meant to be together, you just didn’t want to open your eyes and see it.”
“So, what you're saying is I should be grateful Lavender drugged us?” Clark asks with some heat, and Killer stands next.
“No,” he instantly says, “because what you two went through after that was not okay by any means but you also need to remember that you got that amazing little girl out of that. We just… we want to get to know her, to show her the love you did have growing up and we want to get to know you again starting with family day this weekend.”
“We know it is a lot to ask for, Clark,” Chains adds, “We should have been softer with our approach to the wedding, we shouldhave explained ourselves better when we knew why Trick was pushing for it. Don’t you think we’ve been punished enough?”
Now, is it lost on me that they didn’t deny her claim? Not at all, but fuck, it pisses me off that they won’t ditch the bitch.
“So, what do you say, sweetheart?” her dad whispers, “Take your mother out of the equation,” Clarisse gasps, but he ignores her, “Will you give us a chance?”
I look at Clark to see her looking at all the eyes on her, and I hold my breath, waiting for her answer.
I won’t sway her either way, and the brothers know this. I think it’s time my wife knows it, too, because where she is concerned, only her choices matter, especially when so many have been taken away from her.
Chapter 20
Clark – Three Days Later
I gasp as I throw my head back against the pillow and arch my back as Miles runs his tongue around my clit then sucks the little bundle of nerves into his mouth. Pleasure shoots through me as my stomach tightens, and I try to squeeze my thighs together, but his grip keeps them open, his strong fingers digging in.
“Give it to me, buttercup,” he rasps, his voice full of sleep, “You woke me up playing with my dick, now give me my sweet nectar.”
He sucks my clit into his mouth harder as he thrusts two fingers into my soaked entrance. I quickly grab the pillow beside me and put it over my head as I moan loudly hoping not to wake our daughter.
Okay, so I may have woken up a little horny this morning, but I can’t say I’m not disappointed with the outcome. Though myplan was to put my mouth on him and taste him, it seems Miles had other ideas, and I like his ideas.
My orgasm hits me quickly as he bends his fingers slightly, hitting my g-spot. I scream into the pillow and try to squeeze my legs together again, failing once more because he’s holding onto my left thigh. My stomach tightens as my clit pulses. Miles groans as he quickly removes his fingers and covers my whole mound with his mouth and sucks hard, adding to my pleasure as aftershocks run through me.
Absolute bliss fills me, my legs shaking as he licks me a few more times, ensuring he’s got all my juices, not missing a drop. He climbs up my body, removes the pillow from my head, then gives me exactly what I wanted when I woke up this morning.
Miles straddles my chest, then places his purple head at my lips and rasps, “Open for me, baby,” and I do.
I open my mouth and lick the tip, moaning as the precum hits my senses before I gently suck the head into my mouth, not able to deep throat him with how far up my chest he’s straddling me.
Groaning, he grips the headboard and looks at me, his eyes half lidded, lust etching his features that turns me on even more. I rub my legs together with more need and
suck the head even harder before I roll my tongue around it, and he breathes, “You ready, buttercup?”
I moan my answer, and he grins as he leans up and then moves his hips forward, pushing his cock down my throat.
I gag a little, and he lets up a bit before he pushes down again. This time, I swallow before he begins to thrust. Squeezing my legs tightly, my need for him doubles as he uses my mouth.
Miles groans and grunts as he cups my jaw while keeping hold of the headboard. He doesn’t take his eyes off me as he thrusts faster, and I can’t stop myself. I grab his thigh with my left hand and bring my right to between my legs, pressing two fingers onmy clit, and I rub hard and fast, making my eyes rollback with pleasure.
“I’m going to come, baby, and I want you to hold it in your mouth,” he breathes, and I moan again in confirmation just as his hips pick up speed, the head going down my throat, making it hard to breathe, but I relish it.
