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“He’s right you know,” Bond said.

I looked up startled, I’d seen him walk away with Navy and Bull.

“I came back,” he explained at my start of surprise.

“Who was right?” I quizzed, confused at his words.

“Your brother. I came up to see what was taking so long and happened to catch the last part of your conversation. He was right. Kaleb is better off with you and Avy. You’ll be a fantastic father once you get your head out of your arse,” he smirked at me.

Tilting my head, I looked at him in surprise, “How do you know I’ll be a good father?”

Bond stared at me for a long moment. I was beginning to think he wasn’t going to say anything when he spoke, “I know because my father wasn’t a good one. We also know you’re beating yourself up worrying about how you’re treating your brother’s kid and that you should be doing better.”

I was shocked that they’d noticed, why I was surprised they’d noticed I wasn’t sure. I should have known better. The brotherhood noticed everything. I guess that’s what happened when you lived in each other’s pockets.

“Yeah, we’ve noticed,” Bond continued. “We’ve also noticed that while you’re struggling with how you feel about him, you’ve still ensured he’s not going without. The day after he was dumped on you, you bought him an entire wardrobe, brother, not knowing if he was staying or not. And not once have you lashed out at him even when he had a meltdown last week. That alone tellsme you’re already a better dad than some have had. Cut yourself some slack. You’re allowed to have doubts and feel angry. Any of us would. Trust me, when you let that little boy in, your life and his are only going to get better.”

I was silent for a moment, ruminating on everything Bond had laid out.

“He’s a baby, Bond. Of course, I’d make sure he had clothes. And the meltdown last week wasn’t his fault. He’s had a lot thrown at him the last few weeks. I don’t even think you’d call what he had a meltdown as such. He didn’t make a sound other than the one scream.”

Bond smiled broadly at me, “You’re right, brother, he’s a baby. He isn’t your brother and he sure as fuck isn’t that cunt that birthed him. He’s his own person. Now, how about maybe you think on if you want that person to turn out to be like you or like them? With you and Avy in his corner, there isn’t any way he’d turn out like them.”

Inhaling a deep breath, I slowly exhaled, relaxing a little as I breathed out the tension. I understood what he was saying, and he was right. I knew I had to let it go.

“I hear you, Bond, and I’ll do better at letting shit go.”

“That’s all anyone can do. And if you find you need to vent, you come to one of us. If that means you need to pound on one of us, we can handle it or if you just want a beer or a ride, we can do that too. No more of this lone wolf crap. I get as a sniper you’re used to being alone, but you also know how to work as part of a team. Your brothers are here to support you, Hawk. And if we can’t, then the women are always there. If none of that works, then you go and see someone. Maybe an outside perspective is what you need.”

“Okay, brother, I’m hearing you. I’ll come looking if shit starts getting too much. I promise. Thank you.”

Bond straightened from where he’d been leaning against the garage wall while he schooled me on getting my shit together. I appreciated it. He was one of the quieter brothers. It wasn’t often that he offered an opinion. That he had voiced his made me pay attention.

Giving me a salute, he turned to leave. I watched as he wandered off down the path to the cottages.

Dragging my weary arse into the house and up the stairs to our wing. Stopping at the door that had a dim night light shining from it, I pushed it open slightly before entering the room. Walking closer to the single bed we’d put in here a month ago. I’d bolted sides onto it because Avy had been worried he’d fall out. Kaleb was passed out fast asleep, sprawled out on his belly, diapered butt in the air. Pulling the blankets that he’d kicked off back over him, I chuckled quietly at the soft snuffling snore that came out of him. Resting a hand on his back, I looked at him properly for the first time since he’d been left with us and noticed right away that he was looking much healthier, his cheeks were fuller, and he had dimples on his hands. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath. I’d do better by him. Turning to leave, I stopped when I saw Avy watching from the doorway.

She didn’t say anything, just smiled and held out her hand. Taking it, I followed her to our bedroom next door. Still not saying a word, she pushed me into the armchair in the corner of our room, kneeling to take off my socks, my boots long discarded at the kitchen door. Still kneeling, she pulled at my shirt, lifting my arms as I helped her remove it. Avy bit her lip and ran her hands up my legs, tugging at my zipper and button on my pants until they were loose. Looking at me through her lashes, she licked her lower lip. Taking my cock in her hand, she strokedme once then twice before lowering her head and sucking the tip into her mouth.

I let out a growl as she slowly ran her tongue around the head before sucking me deep into her mouth until I hit the back of her throat, letting out a curse as she swallowed. “Fuck,” I grunted and tilted my hips, running my fingers through her hair to pull it away from her face so that I could watch my cock disappearing into her lush mouth, lips swollen around me, cheeks flushed. Pulling at the silk dressing gown she had on so that I could get to her skin.

It wasn’t like we’d been going without sex; we hadn’t, but there was something different about tonight. I didn’t know if it was how Avy seemed to need to take care of me tonight or if it was me.

“Fuck, Sweets,” I moaned low in my throat as Avy took my balls in her hand and gently tugged on them, then laved her tongue down my length and around my balls, sucking first one and then the other into her mouth. Pre-cum dripped down me and around her fingers. Gasping for breath like I’d run a mile, I put my hand over hers to stop.

“What’s wrong,” Avy whispered.

“Nothing, I don’t want to come in your mouth, I want to come inside you.”

With a small smile, she gave me one last lick. I hissed as her tongue hit my sensitive tip, the neediness of my cock forgotten as Avy rose up and pulled at the belt of her robe letting it slip down her arms and to the floor, she’d been naked underneath, the moon from the open curtains hit her body making it seem as if she glowed. She slid one leg onto the chair and threw the other over my thighs to straddle me, bending to kiss me, her lips wet and a little swollen from having my cock in her mouth. Grabbingmy cock, I ran the tip through her wet folds and notched it at her entrance pulling her closer as she sank down, throwing her head back as I filled her up thrusting her tits near to my face close enough that it was easy for me to latch onto a nipple and suck it deep in my mouth. Letting out a guttural groan as her pussy tightened on my cock with each suck. Moving to her other breast, I gave it the same treatment and hissed as she again squeezed my cock with her walls. I wasn’t going to be able to last at this rate.

Wetting my thumb, I slipped it between us and pressed it to her clit. My other hand threading through Avy’s hair, pulling her head towards me so I could take her mouth in a hard ravishing kiss, our tongues twirling, Avy swivelled her hips seductively as she rode me, her hips swivelling against mine in time with my tongue. Pressing harder on her clit, her hips stuttered to a stop, and she threw back her head and ground down hard, arms tight around my shoulders as I thrust up into her depths, both of us coming hard at the same time.

Breathing raggedly, Avy collapsed against my chest, tucking her head into my shoulder.

“Love you, Avy,” I whispered, pressing a kiss to her damp temple. Her mouth moved against my neck, pressing a kiss to my collarbone. Tilting her head back, she looked at me with a small smile gracing her lips.

“Love you too. Missed you today.”

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