Chapter Twenty-Eight
Jinx wanted to leap over the table. Viking kept trying to soothe her like he thought she was going to fall apart. She didn’t know how to break it to the stubborn man, but hearing they’d found her mother’s body, along with Benjamin’s, relieved her.
“Viking, you don't need to worry about me. Honestly, I’m going to sleep like a baby—I mean, I’m not going to lose a single second of sleep knowing the two of them are finally found. If you say all is good, I trust you.”
She swallowed, her throat getting tight when he didn’t say anything.
Jinx pulled her hand away from his. “Shit, you don’t have to say anything.
I’m a woman who tried to kill her own brother, and here I am telling you I’m happy they’re dead.
You’re probably thinking of ways you can leave me without. ..”
“Jinx, if I were interested in people who hadn’t lived and died a few times, I wouldn’t be surrounded by the people I am. There’s absolutely nothing about what you said that would make me think of leaving you.”
“What are you saying, Viking? Are you trying to tell me you like my dark past and all the bags they cause under my eyes?” she laughed.
“Baby girl, there aren’t any damn bags that I can see.
Sure, you’ve got scars, inside and out. We all do.
I love every part of you. I love the way you get up in the morning, ready to fight the world.
I want to stand by you, ready to help when you need me.
When you stumble, I’ll already be there pushing you back up, making sure you can stand, and if you can’t, then you've got me to handle shit until you can.”
“You’re the best kind of friend and lover, Viking.
The one who doesn’t need you to always be fun, to love you.
You show up, all quiet like. You don’t drain, even when you might not be feeling like yourself, and you still make space for others.
A real friend doesn’t measure your worth by how entertaining or easy you are.
They don’t expect you to hide the parts of yourself that feel heavy.
I love how you simply let me exist beside you without expecting me to perform.
” She wiped her face, wrecking her expertly applied makeup.
Viking got up, moved around the elegant table.
He went down on one knee next to her. “I was going to wait until after we ate to take you on a sunset stroll. I had it all planned out to get you out under the sky with the moon behind you, so you’d be all mushy and too in the moment to refuse me.
Blair, you are the only woman I see myself growing old with.
I want to create beautiful memories and take you to meet my daughter.
” He wiped his eyes with the sleeve of his arm.
“I never thought I’d ever find myself looking forward to a future.
Life had been one endless form of torture until I stumbled into a bar and found my heart.
There is no way on God’s green Earth I’m going to let it, or you, go. ”
“Good, because I don’t want to go. I love you, Bekkett. I have since you rescued me outside of Taps.”
She felt her stomach dip and heart turn over as he pulled out a little velvet box. “Will you marry me, Blair? Will you be my forever, Jinx?”
Jinx nodded. “Yes. I hope you don’t mind I come as a package deal, though.” He slid the ring on her finger. A gorgeous princess-cut diamond surrounded by smaller diamonds on a platinum band, encrusted with diamonds.
His brow furrowed. She placed his palm over her still flat stomach. “I’m pregnant.”
Viking’s eyes went to their hands, then up to her face. “You’re having my baby?”
“Yes,” she choked out. Everything seemed to come to a standstill. He fell onto both knees, pulling her to the edge of the seat. His arms slid around her as his face buried in her lap.
She ran her fingers through his hair, making incoherent noises. His shoulders shook.
Jinx tugged on his hair. He lifted his head, giving her the chance to push the chair back. She slid to her knees, meeting his lips in a heated kiss. They broke apart, breathing hard.
“Fuck, I need to make love to you,” he groaned.
His hand smoothed down her sides, gripping the hem of her dress. She lifted her arms, helping him as he raised the dress over her head. He unclipped her bra, smoothing the straps off her arms. She let it drop next to her by the dress.
“You’re good with the baby?” She shivered under his touch.
“More than good. Stand up, Vakker.”
She placed her hands on his shoulders, using him to steady herself.
He slipped his fingers under the sides of her panties on each side of her hips, sliding the silky fabric down her thighs.
Before she could step out of her heels, he slid his fingers between her thighs. She moaned. His face pressed into her, inhaling.
“You smell so damn good. Taste even better. Tangy and sweet.” He urged her to widen her stance, pulling her open gently and lapping at every inch of her.
He ate her like a starving man, fucking her with his tongue.
He pressed up into her over and over, stabbing his tongue up and then licked up to her clit in counterpoint with long, delicious strokes.
Jinx went up on her toes, breathing hard.
A primal scream ripped through her as she came. “Viking, so good. That feels, oh god,” she cried.
Viking pulled his hands back, licking the digits. She wobbled in her heels.
He got to his feet, fully dressed, and swung her into his arms.
Jinx kept her arms around him. Her willingness to trust him to care for her gave him the control he needed to not fuck her on the hard floor. Her pleasure and comfort were the most important things.
He entered the primary suite on the main level, kicking the door closed. Viking placed her on the bed, watching her through lust-filled eyes.
She scrambled onto her knees. “You have too many clothes on.”
Sweet mother of pearl. This woman and her sassy mouth. He ruthlessly tore his shirt off, pushed his slacks down, freeing his rock-hard cock. He could feel the blood pulsing, arousal seeping from the tip. If he didn’t get himself under control, he’d come the second he slid inside her heated depths.
“You do this to me, Vakker. My dick is throbbing, desperate to feel you strangling it.”
“I’m right there with you,” she sighed.
He climbed up onto the bed, pushing her onto her back.
He ran his hands down her chest, kissing her softly.
She lay with her arms over her head. He sucked on her skin, licking his way down to her breasts.
They pebble under his tongue. He moved until he was lying between her legs, staring down at her.
He swiped his cockhead between her slick folds.
He pressed in, moaning as her pussy tightened around him.
Jinx lifted her hips, pushing up to meet his thrust.
“God damn, Baby, you feel so damn good. The perfect fit for me,” he said.
She twisted her hips. The tight grip sent tingles racing from his cock up his body.
Viking pulled out to the tip and pressed back in. He loved watching the pleasure wash over Jinx’s face. Hearing the sound her pussy made when it sucked him back inside added another layer of desire. His balls ached to come.
He reached between them to find her clit with his fingers.
He pressed on the little bundle of nerves with each push and pull of his hips.
His thrusts sped up. He was close. Her body was too tight.
She felt too damn good squeezing him like a vise.
He needed her to go with him. He swiveled his hips, seeking to hit her G-spot while using his fingers to rub her clit.
His woman bucked up, going wild beneath him. Her cries were music to his ears. She clamped down on him.
Her pussy spasmed. No little flutters. The flexing and releasing pulled Viking’s orgasm from him.
He shoved forward and held his cock as deep as he could go before pumping in and out until he had nothing left to give.
Finally, he fell forward, barely remembering to hold himself off her slight weight.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked.
She moaned low. The sound scared him.
He shifted to the side. Jinx rolled with him, unwilling to let him go.
“You’d never hurt me, Bekkett,” she said, pressing her cheek against his chest, needing to connect with him. “I know you probably don’t believe it, but I know you would never hurt me or anyone you love. Even your blood brother, whom you want to throttle.”
“I do want to beat the fuck out of him a lot,” he agreed.
“My family is going to be excited to hear I thawed. I know they’d tell you it’s a bad bet to fall in love with me.
Hell, I’m an asshole. My mother always said the woman I married should be ready for a goddamn fight.
I remember that talk like it was yesterday.
I don’t want some frail motherfucker or a fictional character from a fairy tale.
I want you, Jinx. I want you when you’re irrational, because trust and believe, I’m irrational as fuck.
Be the bold bitch you are. Speak what’s on your mind, Baby.
I want your wildfires and all the obscenities that you can spew.
” He pulled her on top of him, kissing her lips.
“I love your passion and heart. Fuck, your priorities make me love you more than I thought possible. I love how you protect what you claim as yours and whom you claim as yours. I’ll stand toe-to-toe defending what’s ours.
Let’s fight against the normal bullshit like routines and make our own rules and habits, be they bad or outside of the box. ” She shifted her legs outside his.
He grabbed her hips, holding her still. “Don’t you ever think about quitting, because trust and believe I won’t ever give up, not on us, and not on what we’re creating.
God help anyone who ever threatens those we claim as ours.
I’m gonna ask you now to forgive me when I fuck up, when I let you down.
But what you won’t do, ever, is overlook it or let it happen.
We all have insecurities, and I won’t be ashamed to show you mine, but you gotta be brave enough to show me yours.
When you’re terrified of something, know you can turn to me.
I’ll be there. I’ve had a fuckton of people come and go, but you’re the only love that I want to stay.
Falling for you was easy. Keeping you, I hope, will be, too.
You deserve a love bigger than me, but if you give me half a chance, I’ll try to be the man. ..”
“Shut up, Viking. You’re everything and more than I could’ve hoped for. Just...don’t ever leave me, and for fuckssake, kiss me like you mean it.”
And he did, holding her close. Her mouth on his, and he plunged his tongue into hers. He kissed her like a man starved, over and over, memorizing her taste.
“You’re like a wildflower. Beautiful to look at, lovely to smell, but fuck with you or those you love, and you’re liable to kill them, just like the flowers in a field we’re warned not to pick because they both carry pollen and poison. I wouldn’t care because you’re my temptation.”
“That’s both romantic and a little disturbing, Viking,” she groaned, giving herself to him as he pushed up into her.
“Yeah, well, you’ve lived with so much life and death. So have I. It grows tiresome. Don’t you think? Ride me, Blair.” Words became too much as she rode him. He could’ve kissed and fucked her forever, but his body pulsed and ached.
“Touch yourself. Make yourself come,” he commanded. His entire body tingled at the thought of feeling her coming again. She came hard. His eyes nearly crossed.
He sat up, holding her flush to his chest. He kissed her, then lifted her off his dick. “On your hands and knees, Jinx.”
She scrambled to comply. He ran his hands over her supple flesh, sliding the tips of his fingers between the crack of her ass. “I’m going to claim your ass one day.”
“Okay,” she agreed.
Fuck, he pressed his thighs against hers and slid back inside her. Her gorgeous blonde hair hung to the side, leaving the crook of her neck for him to nuzzle. She took all of him, gripping him tightly.
“Fuck, Bekkett. You feel bigger this way.”
He smoothed his lips up her spine until he cradled her frame. “You were made for me, love. Let your body adjust.”
She lowered her head and breathed. Her body relaxed.
With a groan, he eased back and pushed forward.
He reveled in the feel of having her again.
Each time he took Jinx, he felt as if it were the first. The exquisite tightness amazed him.
Like she’d truly been made for him and only him.
He inched out and went back in, repeating the move in fast thrusts.
“Do that again,” she begged. Her hands clenched in the bedding. She pushed her ass back into his hips.
“Tell me how much you like it.” Why he needed her to say it, Viking didn’t question.
“I love it. It feels so good. God, yes.”
He thrust savagely, driving forward and pulling her back. He leaned back, watching his dick go in and out of her pussy.
“I fucking love you, Blair. God damn, I love everything about you.” He reached around her hip, finding her clit swollen and hard.
He rubbed it. His hips thrusting as he pressed and rubbed.
The perfect rhythm, and then they both came together.
He came, jet after jet of come filling her.
Her body spasmed, milking every ounce he had to give.
He collapsed onto her back, rolling them onto her side. His dick stayed half-hard inside Jinx.
Jinx let out a tired sigh sometime later. “I used to think feeling too much was a curse, so I did all I could to become numb. When you barreled into my life, I wasn’t sure if I should run as far and fast away from you or toward you.”
“Fuck, Baby. I’m glad you decided to run with me. For the first time in a long fucking time, I believe in miracles. No more hiding, no more allowing my feelings to be hidden behind a facade of bullshit. You get all of me, the warts and all. I guess it’s a good thing you had those slashed tires.”
She elbowed him. “You are not right. Besides, if you’d had warts in the wrong area, we’d be having a whole different discussion. Freddy’s excited to be bringing my truck down and meet real live bikers.”
“Mmm, I think you should check to make sure we didn’t miss any warts. As for Freddy coming—”
“I was kidding. King would have an absolute heart attack. Freddy would literally go feral. We’d have to move to another country.”
“King would be inclined to string him up. It would cost me a shitton of money to get him free. I’m glad you were joking. I take peace in small victories.” He ran his hand down her abdomen.