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“Are you okay?”
She nodded, laying her hand against his cheek as she stared in his eyes.
“Remington and War are going to come over and stay with the kids a bit. I need to talk to you but I want to do it where we have some privacy.”
A knock at the door had her leaving him wondering why they would need to have privacy. Remington and War walked in and sat at the island.
“Take as long as you need.”
Winnie grasped his hand, leading him toward the door where she grabbed their jackets. He followed her, running through the scenarios of why they needed to be alone. Did she not want a family? Was she upset with him and the kids upsetting her house? Was something wrong with one of the kids? Had she learned something bad had happened to Phoebe or David while they were in emergency foster care? His thoughts tumbled as he followed Winnie to Remington’s door.
She opened the door to Remington’s house and took off her coat, turning to help him take his off. She clasped his cold hands and held them.
“Benton Carter. Stop. I can see every worst-case scenario running through your head. Pause. Wait until I tell you what’s going on and then you can use your magnificent brain to help us figure out what our next move is, but we are in this together. I love you with my whole heart and we will face any challenge to our family together.”
He took a deep breath, trying to follow Winnie’s request. He listened to her recount their trip and concentrated on breathing in and out even though the thought of his incubator invading the very air Winnie breathed infuriated him. Winnie placed one hand against his chest and lightly ran her fingers of the other hand through his beard.
“Benton, listen to my voice. It’s okay. We’re in this together. Take another deep breath for me.” He focused on Winnie’s words and concentrated on her hands on him. Somehow his sunbeam knew what grounded him and pulled him out of his thoughts careening out of control.
“That’s it, Benton. Focus on my voice and how much we love those kids already. I know you are the perfect dad for them because you’ll help figure out how to keep them safe. Now can you look at something for me?”
He nodded, continuing to focus on his breathing. His sunbeam was gazing at him with her eyes filled with love. He could fall down the rabbit hole of what ifs or listen to his woman reminding him he wasn’t alone and bask in her love. He’d never understood what people meant when they said they found their other half but Winnie had swept into his life. Nothing had been the same since and he’d be forever grateful.
“Sarah confirmed her name but I want your opinion. Is this her?”
He studied the picture. She’d colored her hair lighter again. He wasn’t sure he even knew her real hair color. Her hair had ranged from blonde to black to red and everything in between. He assumed it was to stay one step ahead of the police. He focused on answering Winnie. It was the woman that birthed him but he was going to work to not allow her any power over him.
“Yes.”
“Okay, now I have three options for tonight depending on where you’re at. Option one, two of the prospects will go to the gym and Cannon will oversee you sparring with them if you need to work out some aggression. War said when you were upset at the precinct that helped. Option two, War will help you get falling down drunk so you can forget about all this either here at their house or at the clubhouse, or we have option three. You’re infuriated at the woman who gave birth to you but you’ll channel your aggression. I’ll slide my hand inside your jeans, pull out your cock and all its fascinating decoration I adore, and worship it with my mouth until it’s hard enough to pound granite. Then you’ll bend me over the couch and have your way with me for as many times or as long as you need. Once we’re exhausted we’ll head home to bed to sleep. Rascal and my dad will come over to help us work through what scenarios she might have and figure out how we’re going to keep her out of our lives permanently. Any option is fine, Benton, because I love all sides of my man but Remington and War don’t know about option three so if that’s your choice then we’re on a time limit.”
His sunbeam knew him better than he knew himself. If he’d been tackling this problem alone, option one would be the only way he’d get through it. Whether he sparred with someone or beat a heavy bag into submission, he’d have to expend his aggression.
He was going with option three. Naked, alone time with his woman had not happened since the kids came and he was hungry for her. To taste and touch her pale, smooth skin and to forget everything but being inside her tight sheath. With them regularly waking up in the night, he was making his choice.
He grasped Winnie’s hair at her nape, leaned close and growled, “Option three,” before he claimed her lips. Winnie kissed him back, then pulled back and nibbled his neck under his beard until her lips traveled to his shirt opening. She smiled and sank to her knees, unbuckling his belt and sliding down his zipper. Her words had inflamed him and tasting her already had him hard. He always loved her mouth on him but he didn’t need her mouth to have him hard enough to pound granite as she said. Heck, half the time this week, he’d had to hide by their island because she’d brush against him when the kids were around and he’d hardened. His little minx had even smiled at him a couple times letting him know she’d known exactly what she was doing.
Her tongue licking against his cock head had him groaning. “Fuck!”
“Not yet, be patient.” Her giggle as she laved his cock had him shuddering.
Patient. How the hell was he supposed to be patient when her tongue was laving underneath his head then licking down his shaft, twirling against his piercing? His toes curled and his spine tingled so he grasped her face, pulling her off him.
“Baby, I can’t let you or I’ll blow down your throat. Lose the jeans and boots then bare that gorgeous ass to me.”
His woman wasted no time, removing her clothes then holding up one finger and running down the hall. She ran back in with a sheet, laying it over the back of the couch with some trailing onto the floor.
“I can’t help the house will smell like sex but I can honestly tell Remington we didn’t have sex against any piece of furniture in her house.”
He chuckled, running his hand up and down his shaft while he watched Winnie get situated. She looked over her shoulder with her eyebrow cocked. The man who rarely smiled’s face hurt a little from how happy his woman made him. He trailed a finger down her spine, grinning at her trembling.
“What are you waiting for?”
He laid one hand against her back, sliding his other between her legs. He circled her nub, feeling a shudder work through her as he spread the wetness all around it and slowly sank a finger inside her wet heat.
“Feels like someone wants this as much as I do.” He leaned over, laving kisses against his woman’s cheeks then nipping at her ass.
“Benton, get your cock inside me now.” His woman deserved everything she wanted and honestly, he wasn’t sure he could make this last. Her skin in the light of the lamp had him wanting to explore every inch of her, especially her tattoo on her shoulder. He loved the wings spread with the shading.
