Chapter eleven Maze
Chapter eleven
Maze
Zarah will be here any minute and I am beyond happy that she is coming with us, not that I gave her much of a choice.
Everyone is bustling around getting the kids ready to walk down to the market.
Batch is wrestling with Mayhem trying to out his coat on, but the kid is having none of it.
Mad grins at his brother, as he pulls his beanie on his head.
“Coat on, or no market, Mayhem. Simple at that, kid,” Batch growls at his son, who stops and looks at his mother. Gen shakes her head and holds her hands up.
“Don’t look at me, what daddy says goes.” She tells her son. I smile and look down at Faith in my arms. I haven’t out her coat, hat, or mittens on yet, I will when Zarah, arrives.
Faith is now nearly five weeks and he growing like a weed.
I never know much about babies, just that they drank milk, shit green and slept all the time.
Yeah, I helped with my brother’s kids, but I never really took notes or anything.
Faith is laying on my bent legs, my feet resting on the table in front of me.
“You are going to be a stunner when you get older, baby girl. Your mum was a looker, but you are mixed with my good genes, so the boys or girls has better watch out. You can be whoever and whatever you want to be. Sky is the limit, little Faith Maisley. I just hope that I can get you a mummy that you deserve, and I get a wife that I knows how to handle my shit.” I tell my daughter, knowing full well she can’t understand a word I am saying.
The one side of her mouth quirks up a little, like she is smiling, and I smile down at her, then lean in and kiss her tiny nose.
“I love you, Faith. You are my world. I will do everything in my power to protect you and give you everything you need.”
“Bloody hell, Ash, way to make a girl go weak at the knees.” I smile and look up at Zarah who is standing next to the couch, smiling down at me. Her cheek are rosy from the cold, she looks fucking beautiful.
She is wearing suede boots with little fur around the top, blue jeans, I can see the belt she is wearing and smile when I see the snowflake buckle.
I can’t see what top she is wearing, because she is wearing a short cotton fluffy brown jacket.
Her hair is straight, like Ana wears it, and she has a black beanie with a brown furry pompom on top.
The look suits her, and it has my cock stirring in my jeans.
I climb to my feet, careful of Faith in my arms. Zarah holds her arms out for my girl and I hand her over, then I stand and watch as Z dresses Faith ready to go outdoors.
She lays her in her pram, that already has her coat laid out, once that is buttoned up, Zarah pulls on her baby beanie and her matching mittens, before tucking her into the blankets.
“We are ready, Daddy.” Zarah say smiling at me and she has no idea how much those words affect me; it also shows me that she is ready for this thing to grow between us.
Everyone is the room is standing and waiting and I know now is the time to speak up.
“Listen up.” I whistle. “I have had, Zarah. She is mine and mine alone. I am claiming her.”
“Is that right?” She snarks back. I smile and nod.
“Yeah, babe.”
“Do I get a say in this?”
Before I can answer my brothers do it for me.
‘Nope’ and ‘not a chance’ and ‘Nah’ echoes round the room from them making everyone laugh, except Zarah. She turns her head to look at Ana.
“Help me out here, sis. I mean he can’t do this surely.” Zarah asks her sister but with a smile on her face and Ana just smiles back while pointing to Ace.
“Zarah, sweetie, you have met my husband. He is the most demanding one of them all. Did he give me a choice when he wanted me?” Zarah shakes her head no, her cheeks tainting a rosy colour.
“Did you tell me to take a chance on him, because you said he gave the off the vibe that he would never hurt me?”
“Yeah.” Zarah whispers, then brings her gaze to me.
Her eyes are soft, her cheeks are rosy and her pink lips glisten from her licking them making my dick stir in my jeans. She looks like she belongs on the cover a winter fashion magazine.
“Take that step,” Ana says softy. “The step may seem big now but with a helping hand, you can make it,”
Seconds tick by and no one says a word. It is like the kids know something is up because none of them make a sound.
My heart beats like fucking crazy in my chest. I have never wanted to be with a woman as much as I want to be with Zarah.
I just hate that I wasted so much time not being with her, but hell I will make sure that for the rest of my life I will make it up to her, in every way.
“Do not hurt me, Ash Maisley. Otherwise no other women after me with have anything to play with.” Comes her stern voice. I would expecting nothing less of a threat rom my woman.
The boys chuckle and gather up there women and kids then make their way out the door. I move the pram and pull Zarah into my arms, my hands dropping to her lush arse and cupping both cheeks, pulling her to me.
“I would never hurt you, Zarah. And I expect the same back for me and Faith, because you are not just taking me on, but our girl too,” at the sound of ‘our’ leaving my lips, her eyes go wide and fill with tears.
“Fuck, I didn’t mean to make you cry. Shit, baby.” I cup her cheeks and swipe away the tears with my thump and she gives me a wet smile, which I return.
“Happy tears Maze. Who knew that you had such sweet words in that one track mind of yours,” she jokes and leans in to kiss me which I greedily take from her.
Her mouth is something so divine, so soft and warm. Okay I need these lips around my cock again.
“Really?” comes her voice, startling me from my thoughts.
“What?” I ask her leaning back slightly.
“You just said that out loud against my lips.” She explains.
“Oh, shit, did I?” I laugh and lean in to kiss her one more time before letting her go and pushing the pram towards the main door and joining everyone.
“Maze?” I look over at her and she gives me a saucy smile. “Later,” with a wink she takes the pram from me and walks over to her sister. She says something to Ana, and they giggle, and I can’t stop the stupid smile from sliding across my face.
I feel a slap on my back, and I turn to see Batch standing next to me, his smile says it all really.
“Feels good doesn’t it?”
“Yeah.” Is all I say.
“Sex on tap. Make up sex is the fucking best, brother. Oh, and pregnancy sex. Holy shit that is off the charts. Get her knocked up, ASAP, I am telling you now, best ever.”
“Really, Batch.” I scoff and his smile widens, and his eyes light up like a kid in a toy shop.
“They get all sensitive and shit. Oh, and don’t forget extra juicy.” He winks before walking away and joining Gen and their three kids.
I walk up behind Zarah and place my arm around her waist, and we all walk down the street to the Christmas market.
The town went all out this year. Strings of lights flow from the streetlamps; the trees have lights in.
There is a huge arse tree in the centre, and everyone gathers around it from photos.
Christmas music plays as the snow fall softly, giving it a full Christmas feel. Zarah shivers and I pull her close as we stand around and the older kids stand in line at Santa’s Grotto, waiting to see the big guy.
I pull her close to me and kiss her neck and she shivers for a different reason.
She turns and smile at me and kisses me again and I feel like everything is falling int place for me.
Never in a million fucking years did I think I would have what my brothers have, hell I didn’t think I wanted it, until my little bundle of joy turned up one day.
“Maze, is that you?”
I turn my head too see my ex-girlfriend step towards us with two friends.
“Taryn,” I acknowledge. I see her eyes bounce between Zarah and me and I pull my woman tighter.
“Oh, wow you look good. How have you been? Maybe we could catch up like old times.” She say, biting her bottom lip. I shake my head at her.
“I’m good, better than ever. I have my woman at my side and our daughter sleeping peacefully enjoying our first Christmas together.”
“Woman and baby? Since when Maze does, dirty biker settle down?”
“Since he saw what was in front of him, not run along little girl and leave the real woman to handle a dirty biker; my dirty biker.” Zarah says rom my side.
“Whatever.” Taryn mutters.
“Cracking come there.” Zarah mutters and kisses my cheek but fuck me if she thinks that is all she is giving me after she just threw down like that for me.
My hand meets her jaw and I drag her face to mine and take her lips in a heated kiss that really shouldn’t be seen in public but fuck if I care.
My tongue plays with hers, dancing for dominance but Zarah doesn’t give up so easily.
She drops her hands from my arm and cups me through my jeans which my cock is very much appreciating.
“This is mine.” She says against my lips and I nod because her kisses have rendered me speechless. She smirks, gives my dick one last squeeze before turning to talk to Sabrina.
Fuck my life, she is going to challenge me through the rest of my ears and fuck me I am ready and waiting for it.