Page 3 of Reaper

“Every damn day! I would have to hear Ali come home bitching about how she told Hannah not to fuck with you if she wasn’t looking for something serious and she didn’t listen. I would have to hear her gripe about how you looked like a damn lost puppy and even though she loves Hannah, she was getting irritated that she fucked up your head. You’re her best friend and your relationship comes before any other one she has.” Axyl says and Westyn agrees. “Even ours. That woman is loyal to you no matter what.”

“Like the time he called after a fight with her and you two were in the middle of fucking. She dropped your ass quicker than a hot potato because her best friend needed her.” Westyn says, adding his two cents to the conversation. I remember that night. It was about a year ago now. Hannah and I just got done fucking and I couldn’t hold in my feelings for her any longer. So, I asked her if she ever saw us getting together other than the occasional fuck. She shot up out of bed like it was on fire and threw her clothes on faster than I’ve ever seen happen. She argued that we knew what this was since the beginning, and it escalated from there. I tried to stay away from her from that point on, but it didn’t work out well…clearly.

“Fuck you Westyn. You’re a fucking dick for reminding me. I was so close to cumming. We were trying a new position. She’s become quite flexible since she started doing those yoga classes after the twins were born. Damn. She had to stop when she started to show with Brantley. I can’t wait for him to get here already.” Axyl has a dreamy look in his eyes and by the way he’s fidgeting, I’m guessing his jeans are getting quite tight, but I can also see the excitement of his son being here soon in his face as well. It’s taking over his sexual urges. “Damn it if that yoga hasn’t come in handy since she’s been pregnant. My wife is fucking insatiable and I fucking love every second of it.”

“Dude! That’s my fucking sister! I don’t need to know how flexible she is!” Westyn exclaims.

“You brought it up dick! Get the fuck over it. It’s not like you haven’t walked in on it before.” Axyl retorts. There’s been plenty of times that they’ve been walked in on. I secretly think they like the risk of getting caught.

“You were in my fucking office! You have your own and you could have used that one.” Westyn says with a scowl on his face. I’m hunched over, laughing so hard that tears are streaming down my face. “Oh, shut the fuck up Reaper. You’ve walked in on them before too.” Like I said, they secretly enjoy getting caught.

“We wouldn’t have been in your office if you wouldn’t have put those damn snakes in our bed. It took memonthsto get her to sleep in the bed again!” Axyl retorts. Westyn and Ali have been pranking one another for as long as I can remember. “I’m pretty sure that’s how we ended up with Brantley. See! We gave you something to bond with your nephew over. He was conceived in your office. You’re going to be his favorite uncle instead of Reaper here.”

I’ve finally sobered up enough to reply to Westyn’s comment about me walking in on Ali and Axyl. “I may have walked in on them quite a few times, but I’ve seen it all before. She’s my best friend. It’s not the first time that I’ve seen her naked. It was never anything other than platonic.”

“This is true. I’ve even threatened to beat the fuck out of him when he walks in the room while she’s changing or anything like that. We were even in the middle of fucking and he just barged in, sat on the end of the bed and started having a conversation with her! She paused long enough to turn around to face him before continuing on.” Axyl says.

“What can I say, we’re close as fuck.” She’s walked in when women were giving me head or riding my cock and we’ve just had a conversation about whatever was going on. The women weren’t too happy about it, but they were club bunnies, so I didn’t really care.

“I’ll say. It doesn’t seem to faze either of them when they walk in on each other. They just keep doing what they’re doing. I tried to stop Ali before she turned around as I was bitching up a storm and yelling for this asshole to get the fuck out. They ignored me. I just got used to it as it went on. Not like he could see anything. Hell, it’s not like we haven’t fucked while being in the same room before, but that wasn’t my ol’ lady. You try getting your sister, who is horny as fuck from pregnancy, to not get what she wants.” Westyn shakes his head and scrunches his face in disgust. I understand, it’s his sister, but he’s used to it by now, or he should be.

“Foods done!” Ali yells from the kitchen where her dad is. We all head into the dining room where the women have set up the food. We all sit at the table and wait for Robert to say grace. Every meal we have as a family, we say grace. If we try to eat before, we get smacked. No one likes to get slapped by the moms, so we just wait patiently.

When I was younger, I didn’t understand why we did it, but as I got older, I understood. This time is something we hold dear to us. It’s not often that we can get together like this. We’re all busy with our own lives and have our own things to do. Being able to get together for a big family dinner is the best feeling in the world. You get to reconnect with those who mean everything to you.

When Jackson and I walked into the main room of the clubhouse, he went over to the men and I went to Ali. I could tell by the way she was holding herself that she was in pain and if I had to guess, I’d say she’s been overactive today and is feeling the consequences of not slowing down while being six months pregnant. Knowing that it’s the girls’ birthday party, she won’t let anyone know. I’m honestly surprised that Axyl hasn’t noticed yet, but then again, he’s over there laughing with the guys. “Hey mama. How are you feeling?”

“I’m fine. My back is just acting up a bit right now. Did you and Reaper work your shit out? Thought I’d have to go in there and play buffer…even if you were screwing.” Ali replies tersely. Of course, she would do that. It wouldn’t be the first time. Her and Reaper have a weird relationship and I’m not the one that’s going to interfere with that. They’ve been friends for years…longer that her and I. I wouldn’t stop her from coming in anyways. I find it kind of hot to have someone watching us fuck. I know people will judge us, but I honestly don’t care. I don’t judge their sex life, they shouldn’t judge mine.

“Wouldn’t be the first time.” I inform her as I start to rub her back to help ease the ache. She’s good at hiding her pain, but I know what to look for. She was always good at hiding the pain that Alexander put her through, but I could always tell. It’s like a sixth sense that I have after seeing the signs with my sister for so long. “Are you sure you’re okay? I mean, it may be unnoticeable by others, but I know you and I know the movements you make when you’re in pain. Maybe you should sit down for a minute. If I know you at all, I know you were up running around all day trying to make this the best party for the girls. You’re six months pregnant Ali. You need to rest.” Why not just call her out on it? It’s not like she’ll admit to it either way. She wants everything to be perfect for the twins.

“I’ll be fine Han. Trust me.” What more can I do? She won’t listen to anyone. She’s going to do what she wants to do and there isn’t a thing anyone could do. Let’s just hope she can get through the party. “So, did you tell him about your family?”

“I’ll let you change the subject, this time, but remember I am the doctor here.” I look over at the men and see that they’re in their own world. Joking around with each other and having a good time. “Yeah, I did. I told him everything. About the blood on my hands and my sister. He said he doesn’t care. He asked if I knew how he got his road name. Of course, I do. You’ve told me that story multiple times. He’s told me that story too.”

“So, you thought that because you’ve done what he’s done multiple times, that he’d look at you differently? Why?”

“I don’t know. I mean, I just thought that he wouldn’t want a woman who has her hands stained. That he’d want some innocent woman that he could take care of. One that goes into hiding when shit hits the fan instead of wanting be on the front lines fighting next to her man.” Ali starts laughing at me. “It’s not that funny.” She’s bent over, the best she can, from laughing so hard. I think it’s a valid worry.

“You should know him better than that. You’ve been fucking for almost two years. You’ve been fighting your feelings for him since the first year passed. I can see how much you want him, and I know exactly how much he wants you. He would sit at my house forhoursand talk about it. Asking my opinion on how to get you to come around. To love him as much as he loves you. I told him that I told you not to fuck with him unless you were wanting to be in a relationship with him. That didn’t go over well, but I knew you weren’t looking for something serious. If it came down to picking between him and you, I would have felt torn, but ultimately, I would have chosen him because he’s the one that’s been there with me through everything during our childhood. Then there’s you, you were there with me through everything with Alex. You saved my life when he left me for dead. I’m just glad that you guys worked your shit out.”

I can’t even be mad about what she told me. I knew that from the beginning. Although, I wouldn’t put her through that. I would have come around eventually. I just wish it didn’t take me two fucking years, but it did. I look up and my eyes instantly go towards Reaper. They’re all laughing and having a good time. Reapers eyes meet mine and Axyl’s meet Ali. I’m stuck in a trance as I make my way over to my man and walk right into his arms.

“Hey babe.” He says, kissing the top of my head. He feels like home. Every time I’m in his arms, I feel safe and like I belong. Like I’m home. As long as he’s by my side, nothing will happen to me.

“Hey. Ali’s in pain but won’t admit it. She doesn’t want to ruin the girls’ party. I tried to tell her that she’s carrying around a baby and that doing all the running around she did today would only cause her pain. She needs to relax. She may not have had any problems with Brantley so far, but if she doesn’t slow down, I’m afraid she’ll go into early labor. Especially since we don’t know completely if there was anything other than the stress that Alex put her under while pregnant with the girls.”

“I know babe. There’s not much we can do if Aliana doesn’t want to do something about it. All we can do is keep an eye on her and hope that it was just the stress.” I nod in his chest. It’s true. She’s a stubborn woman and won’t do anything unless she wants to.

“I’m fine Axyl. It’s time to start the party.” She snaps at her husband.

“You’re in fucking pain woman. How in the hell are you fine? You know what could happen if you don’t slow the fuck down! I don’t want a repeat of the last time!” Axyl shouts.

“Hannah is here. She knows what to look for. Doc is here too! Axyl, nothing is going to happen. I’m fine. My back just hurts. I’m carrying around an Axyl sized baby. I’m sorry but you’re huge! Your son is going to be the same! Now back the fuck down and get your children.” With that, she turns her back towards him and puts the candles on the cake. Axyl huffs and walks off muttering under his breath. Reaper wraps his arms around me and leads us to the table in the main room where the girls are sitting in front of their cake.

The kids gather around the table and the girls that are sitting in the middle, right in the middle in front of their cake. Everyone sings the Happy Birthday song to them, and they blow out their candles, with the help of their daddy. Soon, cake is being passed out and I am keeping a close eye on Ali. Over the past hour, her back pain has been getting worse, but as of right now, I think as long as she sits the fuck down, she’ll be fine. At least, I hope that’s the case. Having a baby three months early compared to a month early, is a completely different ball game. “Would you please sit the fuck down?” Axyl pleads with his wife once again. She ignores him and goes into the kitchen. I look over at Axyl and nod. I’ll make sure she doesn’t do anything to cause premature labor.

Walking into the kitchen, the smell makes me miss home. Since it’s the middle of November, the party couldn’t be outside without everyone freezing their asses off, so the women decided to have a nice family dinner after cake and presents. “Mamas.” I greet the moms of the group. “Can you make Ali sit down before she overdoes it any more than she already has and pops this baby out three months early?” Ali sends me a death glare because the moms are the only ones that can make her do anything she doesn’t want to do. I shrug at her while giving her a pointed stare.

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