Chapter 12 #2
Shaw kicked dirt near where his mother lay.
“I had a feeling. We both did, damn it. We parked our asses outside her room, planning to sit there until you returned. They literally dropped from the ceiling with no warning. The next thing we knew, there were three fuckers pointing automatic weapons at us, and then she was jabbing something into our necks.”
Parker rubbed his own neck. “We failed, and for that we are sorry. Can you forgive us, Breezy?”
My mate lifted her head, a sob escaping.
“You are not to blame. None of us is. She,” Breezy pointed at the lifeless form of the woman they wouldn’t call their mother.
“That crazy ass bitch is the one to lay the blame on. When I was confronted with her and her insane talk, it finally came out why she hated me.” Taking a deep breath, Breezy told them how Sandy was jealous of the attention the Mattice men gave the little girl Breezy had been.
“I thought it was that condition humans got, postpartum depression or whatever.” He shook his head.
Breezy got off my lap. “I want to go home.”
“You sure you want to handle this? I can have some of the other wolves take care of it.” I offered, knowing it would be hard for anyone to dispense of a member of their family, even one as vile as Sandy.
Brien met my eyes. “I should have done this twenty years ago.” With those words, he bent and lifted Sandy into his arms, tossing her over his shoulder without a bit of care.
I understood why the man felt the way he did.
I didn’t feel any remorse for snapping Breezy’s mother’s neck. I only wish I’d been there sooner.
“Let’s shift and head back to my rig. It’ll help heal your wounds faster.” Her easy acceptance of my order soothed the beast that itched to take command.
“Don’t think this means you’re in charge.”
“Oh, I’m so going to love showing you just how in charge I am, my feisty mate,” I laughed at the blush that rushed up her naked torso.
We both swiftly changed into our wolves, similar in color, but mine was more than double her size.
I led the way. One day, I wanted to run through the woods surrounding our property and see how much fun it would be to play chase.
She gave a little yip and took off, making me shake my head. Gods, but I loved her.
I was exhausted by the time we returned to the Iron Wolves’ club.
Xan’s XV was where he’d crashed it into the side of the van, but Kellen and the others had taken care of the cleanup.
I was extremely grateful to all the members of the MC.
They’d gathered around me and made sure I was safe, not once blaming me for the mess I’d brought due to the woman who’d birthed me.
We’d dressed in a spare set of clothing Xan had in the back.
He was in a pair of jeans and a T-shirt, while I’d been limited to an extra T-shirt he had, which hit me mid-thigh.
“You’re thinking too hard. Let’s get some rest here, and then tomorrow we’ll go home to our place,” Xan murmured in my ear.
I shivered as his warm breath washed over me. “Do you know what I thought of when I was running for my life?” I asked, turning to walk backward. “I kept thinking you’d save me.”
Xan nodded. “I’ll always come for you. No matter what or where you go, I’ll come for you.”
“Oh, I just had the dirtiest thought at your words. You know I can always turn any word or words into something dirty.” I licked my lips.
“Care to share your dirty-minded thoughts?” His eyes brightened to blue.
“How about I show you instead.” We’d reached the rooms where we were staying. A quick entry, and I was dragging him inside.
Xan kicked the door shut, pulling me to a hard stop. “Let me check things out before we go any further.”
Although we were sure the danger had been eliminated, I was glad he took my safety seriously. I stood with the door to my back, watching him prowl around the small space, coming back to me with a determined look. “All’s clear. Now, where were we?”
“Well, I have a few things in mind. I do think Kellen mentioned something about air fucking, but that sounds a little hard.”
Xan swept me up into his arms. “I am able to turn any words into something dirty, too. Wanna know what’s hard? Me,” he growled, covering my lips with his. The soul-searing kiss took my breath away and gave me his.
He bit my bottom lip, making me open for his tongue, licking inside, dueling for supremacy. I gave it to him gladly, loving his flavor, the sweet minty taste of the gum he’d been chewing still clinging to him.
“I love your taste. Love everything about you, Breezy.” He began walking toward the bedroom.
I hummed, sucking on his tongue. “Not as much as I love you.”
Desire slammed into me as he gently placed me on the bed, making it hard for me to breathe. I scooted to the middle, watching him shuck his clothes. Each bare piece of skin made restraint near impossible.
He put one knee on the bed, grabbed my foot, and nibbled on the sensitive arch. I shivered, a fresh rush of moisture coating my slick folds. Lord, I was all too aware of my clit and the ache there.
I closed my eyes, the touch of his callused hands running up my inner thighs, a wonderful sensation that had shards of desire burning through my body.
“Look at me, Bella.” He leaned back on his knees.
Everything inside me wanted to obey his commands.
His smooth, rich voice, the hint of steel combined with the love, tugged at me.
The thought of pleasure made my stomach clench.
..and desire shoot straight to my core. The man did it for me.
An aggressive predator. A wolf who would fight to protect those whom he loved, who would kill for those under his protection. My mate was all those, and he was mine.
Finally, I opened my heavy lids to stare at his. “Yes, my love.”
A wicked grin curled his mouth. “You’re the greatest gift I could’ve asked for.
I always thought of you as cotton candy when you walked into the room.
Do you know I have a thing for the sweet treat?
” His fingers met at the apex of my thighs.
“Your taste is even better than that, and you melt so delectably on my tongue.” He moved in closer, brushing his lips across my folds, all hint of teasing gone.
“I could eat you up day and night and never get tired of you. I want you all the time. Under me, above me, beside me. As long as you’re with me, I’m happy. ”
I swallowed. What was I supposed to say? The man stole my heart and soul with his. “Xan, you are my everything. Thank you for...well, everything seems so damn lame, but there it is.” Tears formed in my eyes, but I let him see I meant every word.
He gave a swipe of his tongue up and down my pussy, making me moan and want more, then climbed up my body.
“Then we are even, cause you are that to me. Now, enough of the mushy shit. I’m hungry for my own version of cotton candy.
” He kissed me hard and fast, then retraced his path back down my body, paying homage to my breasts first.
His hands tweaked each hard nipple, brushed across my abdomen, making tingles of awareness everywhere he touched. I gasped, felt my body come alive from head to toe, and couldn’t tear my gaze away from the blond head between my thighs.
“Watch me, Breezy.”
His lips feathered over my clit. His tongue swirled over the little bud, but still, he didn’t quite apply the pressure I needed.
My hands came up to twist and torment my own breasts, making him growl.
The vibrations made me bolder. I lifted my hips up to his face.
One large arm came over my abdomen, holding me down.
“Damn it, Xan.” My own voice came out as a growl.
“I want to see you play with your pretty nipples. Get them nice and hard for me.” He finally sucked the bundle of nerves screaming for him into the warm cavern of his mouth.
Flames of desire bubbled within me, jolting pleasure lit up my nerve endings. I did as he instructed. A direct connection had a throb shooting straight to the point where he was sucking.
Xan inserted two fingers and began pumping them in and out.
I was ready to come when he removed them, stroking his way further down, over the clenching entrance to my ass.
An all-new sensation filled me as he toyed with the puckered opening.
I lifted into his mouth, the sucking and flicking he was doing pulled me closer to orgasm, yet the dark, erotic touch of the finger near my rear entrance sent shivers down my spine.
He pressed a little harder with one finger. My breath came out choppy, my hips moving back and forth, giving him total access. The tip of the slicked digit slipped into the first knuckle, and I came apart, bucking against the mouth that was trying to destroy my senses.
“Damn, your pussy is so fucking sweet and hot,” he growled. The sound sent a pulse against my clit, making me hungry for more.
Xan rested against my thigh, licking my juices like he couldn’t get enough. His hot breath and groan of pleasure filled our small room. “I need more, Breezy.” He began licking again, and his fingers started moving again.
“Oh, god, no. I can’t.” I gripped his hair. “Please, fill me.” He was trying to kill me. Headlines would read something crazy about a woman dying from being orally pleasured too much or some shit.
His face was set in hard lines, and his dark eyes were electric blue. Then he climbed between my thighs. Carnal hunger filled his gaze as he rose and guided the mushroom-shaped head to my opening.
I lifted my hips, anticipation of him filling me made me grip the bedding.
With my legs gripping his hips, the wide head parting me, the slight sting of that first thrust stretching me, pressing into me, I felt closer to him than ever before.
When he pulled back, he was coated with my juices, and the veins throbbed on his cock.
He snarled, making me look up at him. “You keep looking like that, and I’ll come in the next thrust.”
My hips arched, and I inhaled a deep breath. “Feels amazing.” The throbbing length of him dragging in and out, hitting my clit tore another cry from me, shocks of brutal pleasure that verged on this side of pain.
“Need you to come first. Come on, squeeze my dick with those muscles, Bella.” He pulled my legs up higher on his waist, bumping my mound with each downward thrust, increasing the speed, and then I was falling into an orgasm that stole my breath, a pleasure that I was sure rocked our foundation.
When I opened my eyes, Xan was staring at the point our bodies connected, my body clenching on him, the moisture of my release coating his, the sounds of our fucking loud. I loved it. Loved the look on his face.
Harder, deeper, he thrust. His arms came to rest beside my head, and then he was kissing me while his hips continued to pump, his cock pulsing deep inside me.
I felt him jerk, my pussy still twitching, tightened again.
Gods, I wondered if a girl could die from too much pleasure as another orgasm rocked me, another destructive release built, and with his jackhammer movements, rapture stole over me.
Xan bit down, solidifying our connection, then turned his neck, allowing me to claim him.
Locked together, he rolled. My body flexed around the swollen member, drawing an agonized groan from my mate. “Don’t do that, love.”
I giggled. “Can’t help it. I think you killed me.”
He nuzzled my neck. “Where you go, I follow. Remember that.”
I didn’t think I’d ever come so hard or long in my entire life. If she’d been in her fertile time, I was sure there’d be a little Carmichael coming in nine months. The thought didn’t scare me or make me run for the hills. Although I wanted a little more time for the two of us to be just a couple.
The too snug flesh fluttered, and I gave her firm ass a pat. “What are you thinking?”
“I was thinking about babies. But, not for a while yet. I want it to be just you and me for a year or so. What do you think?” She looked up at me.
I’d give her the fucking moon on a silver platter if she asked.
I nodded, a knot in my throat. How the hell did a tiny slip of a woman turn my world upside down so easily?
“I was thinking the same thing. Wouldn’t a little girl with your hair in pigtails be perfect? ” I tugged on one of her pink curls.
“You realize our kiddos aren’t going to have these colorful streaks, right?” She laughed.
“Of course not. Besides, I’d have to beat the shit out of a bunch of boys if they thought of my baby girl, the way I think of you.
I take back my want of a girl. I want all boys.
No girl for us.” The thought of anyone with a penis and my daughter had my wolf growling.
My mate laughed, making me narrow my eyes.
“Um, newsflash, Xan. We don’t get to order the sex of our children.”
The knot eased, and it took monumental effort to drag my cock from the liquid silk of Breezy. “That’s a bunch of bullshit.” I rolled to my back, pulling my mate on top of me.
“Am I your official blanket?” she asked, making herself comfortable while I reached for the cover with my arm.
“Yep,” I said.
A jaw-cracking yawn kept Breezy from coming back with a remark. “Sleep, love. When we wake, we’ll practice on making those kiddos. Boys. All boys. I’ll figure out the best position to ensure we only have boys.”
She patted my chest. “Yes, dear.”