Believe In Us (Servite Academy #3)

Chapter 40

Chapter

Forty

BASS

I love you too Sebastian Silver, so fucking much it hurts. I’ll always be yours, always have been. Of course I’ll be your girlfriend.

She’s mine, like she said so herself always has been, but now it’s official.

Jade Wolfe is my girlfriend and I fucking love her.

Nothing else matters, not my family, nor my fortune. Nothing. At this precise moment in time the only thing I need is my girl and our baby.

Our Little Monster.

I still can’t believe we’re having a baby. A mini me or a mini her.

Oh fuck, what am I going to do if it’s a girl? A mini-Jade running around with gorgeous blond hair and penetrating green eyes, a boy with hair as dark as night and eyes the color of the gleaming stars in the night sky. Either gender one thing is for sure, our baby is going to have the temperament of their father and the attitude of their mother .

We are royally screwed.

Three weeks have gone by since the moment we said those exhilarating three words. So simple yet enormously powerful. We’ve been blissfully happy, it’s almost terrifying how great our lives have been. Jade went to visit Roman as promised, I waited outside as expected, but the one thing that threw us both off kilter, was when he invited me in. Mind you his daunting green eyes shrewdly bore into mine with intense hatred, but I don’t blame Roman for being on edge. I would kill the dickhead who impregnated my little sister if I had one.

I guess I do. Stella. She’s as close to a sister as I’ll ever get, and I one hundred percent will kill any fucker who gets near her, and currently there are two who don’t seem to go away. However, she’s been hanging around too, refusing to step foot in my father’s house. Stella’s moved into the guest bedroom downstairs, preferring to keep Jade company on the weekends when she comes over.

Obviously the first thing I did when I asked Jade to be officially mine, was move her into the beach house with me. School is practically over. Prom is next week, graduation the week after, and then the rest of our lives begin. Together.

It’ll be almost July by then, Jade will be about twenty-four weeks, and we will be living on our own, doing whatever the hell we want. I’ve suggested fucking all day and night, but apparently that is frowned upon. Something about needing to have a social life or some bullshit.

Everything is going exactly as planned, and although that should make me the happiest guy in the world, I can’t help the feeling that soon this is all going to go to shit. One way or another.

“Come on I’m so fucking hungry! Where is my damn food?” Jade sits across from me, arms crossed over her chest, lips pouty and pink, and the cutest little wrinkle forming in between her brows. We arrived at Scottie's five minutes ago, ordered after three, and now, she’s about to track down our waitress and drag her down here if she doesn’t bring us our food in the next two .

Either that or she’ll be going back there to cook it herself.

“Fuck if it isn’t true what they say about everything being heightened during pregnancy,” Scarlett snickers sitting beside Jade, “Not only our senses but our fucking attitudes and temperament. If you were impatient before, now you’re completely unbearable.”

“Fuck off Miss I’ll slap any bitch who even glances at my man,” Jade shoots back at her, Ace and I looking to each other with what the fuck did we get ourselves into expressions.

The girls catch our less than subtle glances, both of them now directing their crazy to us. “Oh fuck off, you two with your I’m so fucking alpha imma get my girl pregnant and demand no one even look her way.” If I were a chick my mouth would be hanging wide open, gasping in shock at her audacity to call me out. But I’m not so I simply laugh it off. “Fuck yeah we did,” I yell, turning and meeting Ace for a loud high five.

“Assholes,” the girls mutter under their breaths in unison. These two are going to drive us insane by the end of this pregnancy, though Ace and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

We’re on a double date, not by choice but because the girls thought it would be fun. I swear someone, most likely a superior alien race, came down to earth and switched these two out with some equally hot, yet completely mercurial alien chicks. Or the pregnancy hormones have fucked with their genetics making them dangerously bipolar.

“I’m so fucking hungry, I’ll probably have to order an extra basket of fries when the food finally arrives,” Jade says, tapping her foot.

“I’m going to have to sneak away to the bathroom for a quickie, I’m so fucking horny,” Scarlett mumbles, winking at Ace and making me spit out my coke, all over Jade.

“Ughh what the hell Bass!” she shrieks, the dark soda staining her white tank top.

I quickly grab the napkins on the edge of the table reaching over to wipe the drink off of her but only seem to make it worse. “Fuck, I’m sorry babe.”

This is going to be a long fucking night.

After the fiasco I caused by spitting my drink out on Jade, I was mercifully saved by the waitress who brought our food over a few minutes later. The poor girl was stressed as fuck, having to run back and forth between tables. The diner was packed, but of course Jade didn’t exactly make her life easier when she ordered another five items off the menu. But my baby was hungry, and what my baby wants, she gets. Wishful thinking was pretending that food would fix Jade’s annoyance with me. That fucker was going nowhere fast though I knew exactly what this little momma wanted, and fuck if I wasn’t going to deliver. I had just the plan to get back on my Little Wolf’s good side.

As we finished dinner, I let Ace know what I had planned and he was right on board. He and Scar followed us to the drive-in theater down in Galen Grove. When we arrived, we each took two spots to ensure no one would park next to us. Jade was still pissy when we got there, annoyed that Scar was in a different car even after I explained it would be better for them to see the movie from the front seat.

“Well then you should have sat with Ace,” she mutters annoyed. “Scar would have at least kept me company without pissing me the fuck off.” I roll my eyes at her defiant attitude just begging to get her spanked.

“Keep bitching Baby, you'll find yourself with a throbbing ass before the night’s over with.”

The movie starts up, and the moment I hear Jade squeal from the passenger seat, I am glad I chose to end this date this way. Tonight, they’re playing Grease, which is perfect because Jade loves this movie. However, it also means she's watched it about a million times. Missing most of the movie like I have planned, won't be a hardship. I let her get her order of popcorn delivered from the concession stand before I lay a finger on her. I’m smart enough not to fuck with snack time.

I start off slow, mirroring what is happening in the movie. Sandy and Danny are also at the drive in, only poor Danny Zuco is about to get shut down and I'm about to get lucky. My arm is around Jade and she is cuddled up against my chest, though every few seconds she lifts a few pieces of popcorn to her lips and its distracting as fuck. This girl can get me hard by just breathing but having to constantly watch her lick the salt off her fingers after every bite is borderline pornographic. She doesn’t realize what she does to me, knowing her, she’d purposefully get more graphic if she felt how hard my cock is right now.

I start to slowly trace random patterns up and down her arm, skimming her bra strap every time. Her breathing gets heavier and heavier, when I reach the top and start to move her bra strap off her shoulder. My fingers skim the inside of her top, nothing too obscene, yet, just the soft skin close to her collarbone. No matter how innocent my touches are, Jade keeps getting hotter and hotter for me. I make my move the same time Danny does on the screen and cup her breast from the inside of her shirt. She arches off with a moan that lets me know she is ready for more.

Leaning towards her, I take her mouth with mine. She rolls her head my way to give me better access to her mouth. I take full advantage of our proximity, leaning in close to her ear I whisper, “Are you ready for me baby?” The movie is forgotten at this point as I make quick work of getting her shorts off. Jade isn't complaining one bit. “Took you long enough Baby Daddy,” she winks, as she climbs on my lap in her tank top and panties. Thank God for tinted windows and dark drive-ins. No one is around to fuck it up this time. Reaching inside her panties to check how wet she is as she straddles me, I instinctively bring my other hand to her tits. Fuck, she’s soaked, and her tits have practically doubled in size since I knocked her up, barely fitting in my palms anymore.

I lift up her shirt and release her bra letting her tits spill out in front of my mouth. I add another finger to her pussy and start pumping them in and out, meanwhile I take her nipple between my teeth and bite down softly. I can feel her arousal heightening with each thrust of my fingers, her legs open wider and wider for me as she rotates her hips getting my fingers to hit every one of her hot spots. My hand is drenched and you can hear her cunt slapping against my hand. My breathing is shaky fighting for control. What I really want to do is take my dick out and fuck her till she screams but if I do that right now I’ll hurt her. I need her to be soft and open so she can get the dicking she craves. “Bass, please I need you,” she cries out, as I keep pumping her cunt. She’s tempting the beast with the sweetest fucking treat.

“Not yet baby, I need you to get there first then I’ll fuck you right.”

“Bass, I’m so close please, please fuck me.” Panting out the words between thrust she finally breaks my resolve. I pull out of her cunt and she whines in protest. Ripping off her panties and throwing them next to her shorts I tap her thigh so she can lift up off my lap giving me enough freedom to get my cock out. I bring her back down on my lap squeezing her ass, my lips finding her neck, my tongue taking what it wants from her body, my teeth grazing the sensitive skin at her jawline. I make my way back to her mouth and feel the desperation through her kisses. She needs me as much as I need her. “Fuck it”

Moving her up my lap, I widen her legs further to line up perfectly with that soaking cunt. I push into the impossible tightness. I try to go slow knowing she hasn't come yet but I can't. I go right in to the hilt and groan “Fuck Baby, that’s good. So. Fucking. Good.” My breathing is heavy and I'm already trying to hold off coming from how perfect she feels wrapped around me right now. Jade on the other hand has no chill. As soon as I push in all the way she starts to ride me in earnest. Keeping a pace that will have us both coming in minutes she bounces up and down, head thrashing back and forth. She's building and building. I feel her pussy tighten every time she lifts up soon enough, she's throwing her head back and screaming in ecstasy. Her nails are digging in my shirt and gliding down my arms leaving scratches as she rides out her orgasm.

She just fucked herself nice and well on my dick. She's coming down from her high leaning on my chest and I think my Little Wolf forgot something very important. I still haven't finished. “Oh no, Momma. You might be done but I’m just getting started.”

“You're going another round with me right now.” I tell her, as I start fucking her once again. She is practically melted against my chest mumbling about “too much, too much”. Knowing she can take more I reach in front of her and rub her clit as a I fuck into her over and over again. She immediately lifts up and arches her back to give me better access. Rubbing her in circles while I bring her up and down on me. I hold my girl up so she doesn't do any of the work. My erection is almost painful at this point, I'm so close to coming, but I am determined to get Jade there with me. Her pussy starts to tighten even more, if that's even possible, and I know she's about to come. I double my efforts and thrust harder and faster. I feel her cum drench my cock at the same time she screams out.

“Fuck, yes Bass. Fuck yes!” Her words are my undoing. I bury my face in her hair and breathe in her scent as I cum. Shooting my load inside her now feels hotter than when I was trying to get her pregnant. It's like I can't stop it. Four, Five Six thrusts of pure come. If my girl wasn't already pregnant this would have just done the job.

“Holy shit.”

“You can say that again, Cupcake. That was fucking amazing.” I feel her smile on my chest. My little wolf is so drained she can't lift her head to smile down at me with that Siren’s grin she's perfected. As I’m about to repeat myself just to fuck with her, my phone goes off. Good thing it’s connected to my car because I don't even know where it is at the moment. Moving Jade aside so I can see the screen, I read the name of the last person I want to speak to tonight. My father.

“You honestly are losing it old man,” I scoff, boldly laughing at my father’s obscene demands. Of course my father ruined my night, summoning me right in the middle of fucking her at the drive-in. To say Jade was pissed would be the understatement of the century. However, I couldn’t risk my father coming out to look for me like he threatened he would if I didn’t show up.

I begged Jade to give me just one night, and I’d soon explain everything to her. She however, decided instead to dump the remainder of her Cherry ICEE, all over me.

I promised I’d make it up to her, but I needed to go, leaving her with Ace and Scar.

I glare angrily toward my father who watches me, trying to decide what I’m going to say next. “It's old age, Alzheimer’s, dementia, there is no other explanation. You’re too smart a man to go fucking mental.”

“Nonsense Sebastian,” Eliza sneers, resting her hands on my father’s shoulders standing up straight behind him, foolishly commanding authority. “Your father is not old.”

She’s not wrong, Stephan Silver isn’t even forty, though his recent idiotic ideas have me thinking there is something seriously wrong with him. Even more than there already was. “Then what do you suppose is the reason for his otherworldly demands? He's clearly suffering from some sort of chronic illness if he even for a second believes he can dictate what I do in my life.”

“Mind your tone Sebastian,” Eliza demands, her red, acrylic nails curling around my father’s stark black jacket. Mother of my best friend or not, I’m ready to shove my dick in the bitch’s mouth just to shut her up.

“Stay the fuck out of business which doesn’t concern you Eliza. You’re no Silver, therefore have no opinions worth hearing in this house. Go back to your place on his dusty ass shelf.”

My father abruptly stands, slamming his fists against his desk, the veins of his neck bulging out as the angriest of scowls flashes over his face. I don’t flinch though, I don’t even look down at the blood seeping out of his knuckles, the pulsation of the vein across his forehead, nor the wrinkles right around his eyes. Instead my eyes remain focused on Eliza Masters and the gleaming smirk across her Botox riddled face. “Apologize to Eliza right now!” he shouts, and I can’t help the blaring laugh that erupts from me.

“Like I said out of your fucking mind. I will do no such thing just like I won’t be taking Kinsley fucking Carlyle to prom. I have a date, and trust me even if I didn’t, that bitch is the last fucking person I’d ever be caught dead next to.”

My father slams his fists once again, making me chuckle under my breath at the sight. Gone is the calm and collected patriarch of the Silver Bloodline, and in his place is a temperamental, clearly bewildered little bitch. “My love,” Eliza murmurs, “No need for apologies. I know Sebastian said it all out of anger. You Silver men are known to have a,” she brings her hand to tuck a strand of her blond hair behind her ear, “temper.”

“Shut the fuck up, Eliza,” my father shouts, turning to glare at his trophy wife. Well, well, looks like he’s not taking his own advice.

Eliza’s face pales as she takes a step back, running her hands down her white skirt, brushing off invisible specks of dust. “Very well,” she says, prim and fucking proper, “I’ll leave you to settle things the way you know how.”

Both our gazes follow Eliza out of the room, our breathing loud and heavy, fists held tightly at our sides, eagerly waiting for the door to slam shut. The moment it does the air in the room turns dangerously toxic.

“Let me tell you a story son,” he mutters, suddenly back to being his usual collected self. “When I was a boy, not much older than you, I became infatuated with a woman, who was definitely someone I had no right being attracted to. She was beautiful, kind, a rarity among the women I found myself surrounded by on a daily basis. The Kinsley’s of my adolescence, trust me they were much worse than this pathetic little slut.”

“I have no time for your lousy story time father, so cut to the point, if you even have one.”

“Your grandfather prohibited me from seeing her, but I didn’t care. I gave her everything, took a chance on what I imagined we could become in my head. The thanks I got were a child I didn’t care for and an emptied-out trust fund.”

My heart sinks at the admission he never wanted me and the realization the woman he’s talking about is my mother. He knows. He has to know about Jade and me, he wouldn’t be telling me this little sob story if he didn’t, or at least suspected.

“So believe when I tell you this, you may think you know what you’re getting yourself into, but you have no fucking idea son. Your grandfather gave me a second chance to redeem myself after being conned by that conniving bitch. I feel it necessary to offer you the same.”

“You will take Kinsley to Prom, you will take her in your new car, you will buy her the most beautiful crystal beaded dress, you will give her the biggest bouquet of flowers, and when the time comes, you will get down to one knee,” he rams his foot into my knee, knocking me down to the floor, “And you will give her your grandmother Silvia’s diamond ring. You will do this with no, if, ands, or buts, or I swear to you my darling son, your lone, little wolf, will be nothing but a whore sold off to the highest bidder. You know well enough how many men, dirty, old, perverted scumbags, would pay a pretty penny for those sweet little lips. ”

“You son of a bitch…”

“No, no, no. You sit your ass down son. Don’t underestimate my power. I have Kane wrapped around my finger, and he has his eyes set on your little toy. Step out of line, and well I’m tired of making my threats. You know what will happen if you don’t. You want to keep her around? Maybe we can talk. Take her as a lover perhaps if she’s up for it. But mark my words, you will marry Kinsley Carlyle, and there isn’t a damn thing you could do about it.”

My breathing turns heavy, my blood piping hot coursing through me like a wave of all consuming fury. Darkness threatens to blind me, pain searing my skin with the reminder of how this will play out if I disobey him. Stephan Silver always gets his way and the wicked gleam in his gray eyes, the taunting smirk plastered on his vindictive face, prove he knows I will obey.

I’m nothing when it comes to my father, he holds the ability to turn me into the weakest, most pathetic little boy. The one who misses his mommy even though the bitch decided money was worth more than he was. The son who cried himself to sleep for years because daddy wouldn’t pay him any attention to him unless it was to chastise him or punish him for being weak. The scared little boy, afraid of the dark, terrified by the monsters under his bed, who became so obsessed with fighting them, he chose to become one. He turned me into one, into the meanest, most selfish bastard. To be just like him. I mean I got my girlfriend fucking pregnant, on purpose, just because I couldn’t deal with the fact she might decide she didn’t want me. Or that she would realize I wasn’t worth her sticking around.

I always believed strength made me who I was. I used to pride myself on the strength I manifested to endure my father’s archaic discipline, the vigor to make others cower down and obey my power.

But the reality is fear is the only true force that drives me. I let it consume my mind, dictate my behaviors, influence my decisions, and worst of all, shape my relationships. With women, with my peers, but most of all with him.

I’m done being a worthless coward. I don’t just have my future to think about now, I have hers and our child’s. Jade deserves a man who will fight for her, one who will do whatever he can to ensure she is respected and taken care of, not a child who is still afraid of his father. My son or daughter deserves a father who will be there for them, to nurture and love them no matter their choices in life. I need to become that man and the only way to do so is to keep my old man away. For good.

So I nod my head, staring down at his feet like the coward he expects me to be, though in my heart I know this is the last time I’ll ever cower down to his authority. Slowly tilting my head up to look at him, I whisper the last thing he expects me to do, but the only phrase I know will satiate his need for control. “Show me the car.”