Chapter 5 #3
He finishes putting on the baby’s clothes. “I sure will. Probably around noon—is that okay?”
“Give me time to sleep in,” I muse and he laughs. “He is so pretty.” Aiden is the most beautiful little baby. His hair is a deep, dark brown, and his eyes are a light green that is just so striking. He has a tan complexion.
“I will protect him throughout his life, push him whenever it is needed but, most all of all, I will raise him and support him throughout his life, no matter what his choices.”
“The way it should be,” I whisper and hug him. “I will let you rest and let you guys get acquainted with each other. See you tomorrow.”
“Bye, and thank you, Farren.”
I walk to my house, and Damon is in the kitchen with Olive and Randall’s little girl. She is sitting at the kitchen island with a glass of milk and some cookies. “I am sure that your brother will apologize really soon,” Damon reassures her, and she climbs off the bar and hugs his leg.
“Thank you, Alpha. If you say he will, he will.” The way he puffs out his chest, Damon looks like he is ten feet tall. She runs out of the house.
“She came to me so sad, her brother told her to leave him alone.”
How cute is that? A child usually would never dare to tell their alpha something; most fear their alpha. I am glad that they feel secure enough to mention something as small as this to Damon.
I bite my lip in thought—should I be this brave? I grab the bottom of my shirt and lift it straight over my head. I have no bra on. Damon’s nose flares as he takes me in. All for him. “See something you like, Alpha?”
He comes around the bar. “You have no fucking clue, Moon, good enough to eat.”
Fire flows through my body, and I take off my sweatpants, leaving me fully naked.
His eyes move up and down my body. I turn around, giving him my back.
I slowly walk around the living room and behind the couch.
He growls and bends me over the back of the couch.
Damon takes his clothes off, and his eyes are a beautiful golden color.
I grin. I love that I can get him worked up.
He bends down, his lips touching the back of my neck. I shiver, my toes curling. His lips are like liquid fire, touching every single one of my nerve endings. “Mine, all fucking mine.” He growls so deeply, I can feel his body vibrating.
“All yours,” I agree. He owns every single part of me. He is made for me.
“Fucking right, Moon.” His hands grip my hips and move between my legs, touching me. Two fingers slide inside me. My knees are so weak I grip the edge of the couch to keep myself from falling.
“Soaked,” he whispers in my ear, and I throw my head back.
“I need you, Damon.”
“My baby gets what she wants.” He removes his fingers, and I feel the head of his dick pressing against my entrance. He pushes me further over the back of the couch, and he pushes all the way inside. I clench down on him, and he groans deep in his throat.
His fingers grip my hips as he pounds inside me.
He was very gentle the first couple of days, when we’d just started having sex, but I wanted more—oh, so much more.
I grab the cushion, pressing my face into it.
I push back against him as hard as he is giving it to me.
All of a sudden, he pulls me away from the couch and picks me up.
“What are you doing?” I ask in shock, mostly because I was getting close.
“What if you’re pregnant? I don’t want to hurt the baby.” He lays me gently on the couch, covering my body with his.
“I do hope I am, seeing Brantley so happy…” I trail off, touching the side of his face.
I love the many faces of Damon: the sweet side, the loving side, the thoughtful side, and the protective side.
I love all of him. To a human, it would probably look like we have rushed everything but, in our world, this is not the case at all.
Why not do things differently when you know someone is meant for you?
You have an instant lover and protector and all the love you can ever imagine.
It’s a real-life fairy tale and, in a way, it makes me sad that humans don’t get to experience this.
We are hidden from the humans for the most part; only a few know about us.
The town folks suspect, though. We live outside of Raleigh, Texas.
We have a small store and a restaurant, just outside of town, that we go to because it’s easier.
Raleigh is the home of the Devil Souls MC, and on the other side of us is the Grim Sinners MC.
In a way we are very lucky; they run the towns, so to speak, and they keep the law out of the way.
They are a bunch of badasses, I have to admit, and that is saying something because I am surrounded by them.
My thoughts are instantly back on Damon when he slowly moves inside me, kissing the side of my neck so tenderly. I wrap my arms and legs around him, holding, touching, and just feeling. My eyes are closed as I am taken off to another world that belongs only to me and Damon.