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“Doesn’t know anything about what happened between us, Eden,” he says, pulling my eyes open to see his hungry blue gaze. “I wouldn’t begin to tell someone what really happened between us that day, baby girl,” he adds, and the way he says the endearment, makes every part of me wake once more, wanting the devotion in it to caress me the way it’s seemed to come from his brothers towards their wives and from Jake towards Annie every time I’ve heard it the last week.
“Jude…”
“Yeah, that’s my name, baby girl, but when I’m buried balls deep inside you, you bet your ass you’ll be screaming daddy for the rest of your life, kitten,” he states, his lips claiming mine hungrily again, and I can’t begin to deny any of it, deny wanting all of it, all of him.
His hand slips under my shirt, stalling when he encounters the open button of my jeans, and he pulls back. Before I can ask what’s wrong, he sweeps the clinging top over my head, and his eyes roam over my undone pants, taking in my breasts spilling out of my too tight bras, and the swell of my belly in one hungry look.
“Fuck, baby girl. Look what my babies are doing to your sexy body,” he growls, before standing, settling me onto my feet, only to sink to his knees in front of me, his lips pressing into my belly. “I’m not about to apologize for marking you like this, kitten. The moment I emptied my dick in your sweet virgin pussy, I wanted to claim your womb, and that’s something Ineverthought I’d want. Not until I saw you, and now, here you are, looking so fucking sexy, all I want is to keep you like this for alongfucking time.”
“Jude,” I moan as his lips trail over my belly, moving lower until he reaches the undone button of my jeans. His eyes lift up to meet mine, a quirk to his smile completely destroying my panties. “They’re too tight to button.”
“Just means I get to spoil you with all the new clothes you could ever want, baby girl. Same way I’m going to spoil those babies downstairs, and these in your belly once they’re here,” he states, making my heart stall once more. “You’re never going to have to worry about anything again, Eden. I’m here. I’ve got you. I promised you I’d keep you safe before I claimed you entirely, and I’m not about to go back on that promise. Not towards you and not towards any of our babies.”
“I was going to come looking for you, to tell you, I just didn’t know how you’d react,” I admit, as he slips my feet out of my shoes before he unzips my jeans and slowly peels them down my legs.
“To being pregnant with my babies, to being responsible for your brothers and sister, or both?”
Jude’s question makes all of the worries rush to the top, and I drag in a shuddered breath, closing my eyes for a moment before they pop open as his warmth wraps around me. His arms lift me off my feet, and I can’t stop from wrapping my legs around his waist. Even with him fully dressed still, I feel the shocks running through me from simply being pressed against him, and it only deepens when his fingers nimbly release the clasp of my bra, freeing my breasts from the tight confines of it. A little sigh slips out along with a little huff of annoyance at how easily he managed to undo that clasp—what it means for his experience compared to mine.
My back hits the bed gently and I open my eyes to meet his gaze as he unwraps my legs from his waist. I don’t protest when I see his shirt half unbuttoned already and I squirm when he joins me on the bed, wearing just tight boxers.
“You’re cute when you’re jealous, baby girl, but there’s no reason to be,” Jude says, his lips brushing over my face softly, making me melt into his hold. His bare chest against mine makes me hum happily, and it only grows when he lifts my leg over his, settling my wet core against his hard length fighting to get out of his shorts.
“You just got my bra off me faster than I ever could,” I grumble, letting out a protest when he starts to pull away from me.
“I’m only going to say this once, kitten, so listen well,” he tells me, waiting until my eyes meet his before continuing. “Yes, I’ve had women before you, but it was just sex with them. I’ve never taken anyone, but you bare, never wanted anyone but you so badly I couldn’t think straight, let alone sleep at night. It’d been months since I touched another woman evenbeforeI found you that day, baby girl. I was too busy with work to even want to find someone to spend time with, and I’ve never felt a tenth of what I feel with you with anyone before you. I haven’t touched anyone since you, and I’ll never touch anyone but you again, understand?”
“I…promise?” I ask when I see the look in his eyes, the depth of the emotions there, and I suddenly understand why Jake was so familiar. It was this exact look in his eyes as he gazed at Annie that’s now in Jude’s, and I can’t fight it. I don’t want to. Not if he’s truly going to be here for me, for the twins and the babies downstairs.
“On my life,” he promises, and I let go of the control keeping my body from sinking into his.
Tears slip past my eyelids, coating Jude’s neck, and he just holds me, his lips brushing against my forehead, his hands tracing along my body, rubbing my back as he rolls onto his, bringing me up on top of him. He doesn’t tell me to stop crying, doesn’t begin to try and pull away, and it simply makes the tears fall harder.
I’ve no idea how much time slips past before they stop, but when they finally do, Jude simply turns us until we’re laying side-by-side, and he lifts my face towards his. Not letting me fight it when I realize what I likely look like now.
“Better?” he asks, kissing my eyes and cheeks, my nose and lips, before whispering that sweetest kiss to my forehead, pulling a little laugh from me.
“I’m sorry.”
“No,” he states, pulling my eyes open again, meeting his gaze. “Don’t apologize for being overwhelmed or emotional, baby girl. You’ve been through hell the last six, nearly seven months. It would have been hard enough losing your mom let alone that plus having four babies dependent on you and in the NICU. Add in their father being a total ass wuss and not helping you at all, and you more than deserve to break down. Top it off by being pregnant and threatened with CPS by that sleaze at the apartment, and you’ve earned the right to be a total mess from now until our babies get here. I’m hoping you won’t be with me next to you, but if you need to have a good cry every here and there, I’ll deal—somehow. I’ll hate them clouding up your sweet eyes, but I’ll be here, so all you have to do is come to me, baby girl. You come crawl into daddy’s arms and let it out, let me have it, okay?”
“Okay,” I agree, letting the rest of my messed-up anxiousness go on a half-laughing shuddered breath.
“Okay daddy,” he counters, putting a hint of color in my cheeks. “Daddy’s here and he’s got you. Got all of our babies as well, okay?”
“Okay daddy,” I whisper, warmth spreading through me as his lips cover mine with a teasing kiss that simply makes me want more.
“Now tell me why you ran, why you haven’t come to find me yet.” Jude’s words are definitely not just a request and I explain everything that was running through my head when someone began knocking on the door, admitting to what stress and anxiety does to me physically, and he presses a kiss to my forehead once more, making me smile. “And you were worried that I wouldn’t want you anymore if you showed up pregnant. Or else I wouldn’t want the babies, or help with them, especially after learning about your brothers and sister?”
“I was at the health club to talk to the quadruplet’s father,” I admit, making his brows lift in question. “No, not that skeezy security guard. I’d only been to the health club once before as a guest with Mom and their father. It was for my eighteenth birthday, and he said we’d go back, but Mom got pregnant shortly after that, and was pretty much put on bedrest from fourteen weeks onward. He hadn’t taken our names off his guest list which let me get in the back to find him because he refused to let me in the gate for his house to talk to him in person. He’s blocked my phone number, doesn’t have any social media, so I couldn’t call or message him, about it. I’d hoped that by finding him in a public spot, he’d be ashamed enough to help. Especially when I found him with the girl he was also dating while dating my mom.”
“But that didn’t happen,” Jude guesses and I shake my head no. “He called security to get you to leave.”
“Yeah. The state won’t force him to take a paternity test because he denies having any sort of relationship with my mom, and they won’t take my word for it, since I’m not the babies’ mother. I couldn’t afford to sue him. His new girlfriend doesn’t want kids and he told her I was lying because I wanted him, which is just a completely and utterly disgusting idea, and he refused to go out with a spoiled, crazy child.”
“Who is he?”
I’m expecting the question but unlike with the rest of his family, this time I actually admit it. “Alan Black.”
