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“Fuck, yeah, baby,” I growl, my fingers curling tighter in Everleigh’s hair and her mouth wrapped around my dick.
Swear to fuck, I hate going days without her sweet body. I love fucking her any chance I get, and not having her while out on a run is sheer torture. One I begrudgingly deal with, but when I get home, I take the opportunity to show my woman how much I missed sinking deep inside her warm, slick honey that I’m addicted to.
Everleigh makes this humming moan sound around me and it’s all I can do not to explode. Clenching my teeth, I tug on her hair, pulling her mouth away. There’s no way I’m coming in her mouth the first time I’ve got her again. Maybe later tonight after I’ve fucked her a couple of times.
Thankfully, one of Hendrik’s friends is having a sleepover, and he wanted to go. This means I’ve got my woman alone in our house and can make her scream all damn night long if I want to. I love my kid, but I can’t fuck Everleigh the way I prefer when he’s in the house. She’s a screamer, and he doesn’t need to hear that shit.
I reach down and pluck Everleigh up off the floor and turn her to face the bed. “Hands and knees, sugar, tilt that ass in the air for me.” I lick my bottom lip, enjoying the view of seeing her glistening juices seeping from her pussy. Needing a taste, I move in behind her and bend until I have my mouth where I want it. I take my time to fuck Everleigh with my tongue, lapping up her juices and lashing at her clit. Only when she comes for me do I break away and straighten. I line myself up with her entrance and plunge forward, sinking inside.
“Hendrick,” Everleigh cries out, her back bowing.
“Fuck, sugar,” I growl, feeling her walls already spasming, ready and waiting for the next release to overcome her.
I take my time drawing her closer, tormenting us both with need, but I don’t want to lose the feel of her yet. It’s so fucking good. Only when she pleads and begs do I give in and ramp up my pace and fuck us both into completion . . . me roaring her name as spurts of cum shoot from the tip of my cock, coating the walls of her greedy pussy.
Panting for breath, I roll us to our sides, my front pressed firmly against her back, one arm holding her close while the other rests directly over her stomach where our child is. I still can’t believe she’s pregnant with our kid. But regardless, I look forward to watching her grow round and knowing it’s something beautiful.
We haven’t told anyone yet. It’s still early, and Everleigh wants to keep it between us until we know it’s safe. As much as I want to share it, I get it, and to keep her fears at bay, I listen. We both agree the first person we tell when it’s time will be Hendrik.
“That was . . .”
“Yeah.” I grin, knowing just what my woman meant. But the thought of what she told me this morning crosses my mind, and I frown at the thought of what she’s had be feeling.
There are few people I give a shit about, those being my brothers and their ol’ ladies, but only two are in my heart, Hendrik and Everleigh, soon to be three. I couldn’t care less about anyone else. They can kick rocks for all I care. The members of my club and my family are all I need.
“You okay?” I ask long moments later, after we’ve both caught our breaths.
“I’m okay,” Everleigh whispers and rolls to face me. She gives me a tentative smile and slides her hands upward over my stomach to rest against my chest. One thing I know about my woman is she loves to toy with the hair peppering my chest, circling her fingers around the strands. “It’s a lot, but eventually, it’ll get better. I guess the main thing was I’ve always wanted to know he was okay. Safe. And both Carl and Sofie seem like really nice people.”
I nod and remind myself to have Styxx look into the couple. Make sure they’re what they seem to be in Everleigh’s eyes. I don’t like the fact she’s hurting, but I get it and understand her thoughts on if Everett is happy than letting him be.
Maybe in a few weeks, I’ll see about approaching them myself and talking with them about possibly making arrangements. I’d do it now, but Everleigh told me how the woman had been going into labor. She’s probably had the kid, and I’m not a sick bastard who’ll stress a mother who’s just popped out a kid.
Hell, if it were Everleigh, I’d beat the hell out of anyone who dared to make her frown.
The two of us lay in bed for a long while, both in our own thoughts. Before long, I feel Everleigh slip into sleep. Though I’d love nothing more than to fuck her again, she needs her rest and I’ll be ready for her when she wakes.
Tomorrow we’ve gotta be at the clubhouse for a family cookout, but we have until noon, along with picking up Hendrik. Meaning, I’ve also got the morning to enjoy my woman as I want. And knowing Everleigh, she’s an early riser. This is good since I’ll have all the more time to lavish that sweet body of hers.
CHAPTERNINETEEN
EVERLEIGH
“Where’s Josephine?” I ask my friends as I take my seat at the picnic table that we all claimed as ours since the first time we started to come here when Ivy got with Reaper.
“She’s on a date,” Sutton answers, readjusting her baby on her chest. The small bundle was fast asleep. “According to her, the guy’s been asking her out for months now, and she’s finally giving in.”
“Do we know who he is?” Isabelle asks, frowning. “With everything we’ve all been through, I’d hate for something to happen to Jos.”
“I have no clue, but we all know Jos, she’s not one for going out with deadbeats.” Ivy shrugs and leans to the side to feed one of the twins a scoop of food.
“Do you need help?” The question is out before I can stop it and each of the women surrounding me whip their gazes in my direction to look at me like I have two heads. “What?”
“That’s the first time you’ve offered to help with any of the babies,” Stella murmurs in response, her features tender, but also assessing.
“I was just offering,” I whisper. I diverted my gaze away from them and landed on Daemon throwing a football with Hendrik and Diablo.
“Maybe, but . . .”
