Chapter Twenty-One
“Hey, darling. Can I steal you away for a bit?” Hudson whispers to me as we watch Levi and Walker practice their fighting skills with one another.
I look over her shoulder at him. “Sure. Where are we going?”
He smiles. “I want to show you something.”
We stand as Hudson yells out to the guys, “We will be right back.”
Walker grunts in acknowledgment as Levi lunges for him, making me laugh.
I love that none of them show jealousy with one another. They each respect my relationship with the other. There is no room for envy in this relationship.
Hudson pulls me back to the suite and into his room. I look around, taking in how full of stuff his is compared to Walker’s. I have yet to see Levi’s, but I would bet his is nice and neat like his personality.
“Wow. Somehow this feels so like you,” I tell him.
He laughs, pulling me over to his bed. “Sit, darlin’.”
I do as he asks, watching as he heads to a safe in the corner. He presses some numbers in before he comes back with a book.
“I want you to know who I am. We told you that we met when we were younger, but we didn’t tell you how. I’m going to show you my part of it. It’s up to the other two when they want to tell you their story.”
I swallow hard. “I understand.”
He nods. “We met in a group home. Each of us ended up there for our own reasons. This is mine.”
He flips open the picture album to the picture of a cute baby.
“This is me. I was born to two loving parents. That’s them.” He points to a family photo of a man and woman holding a baby. “I can still remember my mom. She smelled like flowers all the time. She smiled a lot. I think a lot of my personality comes from her.”
I lean my head on his shoulder as he turns the pages, showing me pictures of him as he gets bigger.
Then we get to an empty page. He has to be like six years old.
“This is where it stops. A drunk driver took them from me. In one single moment I went from having two parents to being an orphan.” He pulls up his sleeve and shows me a scar on his arm.
“This is the only thing I have from that night. The car seat saved my life, but I used to wish it hadn’t.
Now I know it was for a reason, but growing up, it was hard.
The only family I had was an older aunt who took me in for two years before she passed too.
That’s how I ended up in the group home.
I was an angry kid that no one wanted. Levi was already there at that point.
He took me under his wing. Walker came later, but it wasn’t until Levi that I felt like I had someone I could rely on again. ”
My heart hurts for him. “That must have been so scary. I can’t even imagine how that felt.”
“I didn’t tell you this to make you sad. I want you to know that when I say I care about you and that I’m falling for you, I mean it. This isn’t some passing infatuation for me. I’m really putting all my eggs in your basket, darlin’. I’m just hoping you take good care of them.”
I turn to him, wrapping my arms around him in a hug. He sets the book aside before embracing me.
“Do you use your humor to deflect?” I ask after a moment.
“I do. I don’t know how to handle my feelings all of the time, so I make a joke instead. Trust me, you don’t want me to go to a funeral.”
I laugh at that. I can see him making an inappropriate joke at the wrong time.
“Is that also why you got so angry at Troy? You were like a different person.”
He squeezes me tighter. “I don’t appreciate my girl being disrespected. It was like a switch was flipped. I don’t get that way often, but it is a side of me. That anger still lives there beneath the carefree attitude I usually portray.”
I pull back, pressing a kiss to his lips. “I can’t wait to get to know every part of you. The good, the bad, even the ugly. Relationships aren’t always roses and sunshine. Getting through the rough times is what shows the strength of a connection. Will we bend with the wind, or will it break us?”
“Bend. We will bend and come back stronger.”
I smile. “I know we will because we are a clan. Isn’t that what you call us?”
He nods. “You are the heart of our clan. The glue that holds us together.”
He kisses me softly.
“I won’t lie and say I’m not scared,” I whisper against his lips. “But I mean what I say too. I’m all in. Wherever this takes us, I’m right here with you.”
He lets out a relieved breath against my lips.
“What else do you want to know about me? I’m an open book to you,” he asks.
“Everything, but we have all the time in the world. Don’t feel you have to push yourself to give it all to me right now. It will take years to learn it all, but I can’t wait.”
He smirks. “Years, huh? How about decades? I want to learn about you for the rest of my life.”
That feels like a declaration of love. I think that if he thought he could get away with it, he would ask me to marry him right now.
I’m not sure I would say no.
That’s the scariest part.
It’s only been a couple of weeks, and already, I am ready to say yes to all three of them.
Needing to get out of my head, I kiss him again. “Right now all I want to learn is how your cock feels inside of me.”
His smile grows. “Now that is something I have a feeling I will remind you of many times over our lives.”
I smile back at him.
I hope so because I am already addicted to him.
Bringing her in here and showing her that was a calculated risk. Other than the guys, no one else knows about my beginnings. Even our old leader had no idea. The guys protected me like that.
Now she is one of three people who know my truth. That I am a product of true love that was snuffed from the world too soon.
She doesn’t pity me, though. She accepted my words and made me feel heard without making me feel like a charity case.
Esme is too caring for her own good, but it doesn’t matter. She’s ours now, so she can care as much or as little as she wants as long as she stays with us.
Kissing her, I slowly run my hand up her side under her shirt. She turns toward me more, lifting her arms. I take it as permission to strip her from the shirt she is wearing. I smile when I realize it is Walker’s shirt and she is naked underneath it.
“I’m naked. Your turn,” she teases.
I stand, stripping out of my clothes in record time, making her laugh. I love her fucking laugh. It could make even the grumpiest of men smile. Trust me, I’ve seen it happen with Walker.
She is pure sunshine. I want to soak in her warmth.
“I’m naked. Now what?” I ask her.
She gives me a shy smile. “I don’t know. What do you want?”
I shake my head. “No, darlin’. You started this. You wanted something. What was it again?”
I pretend to forget as if her words aren’t etched into my brain.
She shrugs. “I want your cock inside of me.”
Fuck. That sounds fucking amazing.
I climb onto the bed, leaning against the headboard, my cock hard and throbbing against my stomach. “Well, what are you waiting for? Climb on.”
She shoots me a fake glare. “You’re going to make me do all the work?”
I shake my head. “I want to see you take what you want. Show me how you like it. Teach me. I want to know everything about you like you want to know about me.”
Her eyes soften as she climbs across the bed until she is straddling my lap.
“I have a condom in the drawer,” I offer her.
She bites her bottom lip before she shakes her head. “Do we have to? With Levi I didn’t…”
I tilt my head. “Oh, such a dirty girl. I knew you and Levi fucked that night. Did you have his cum sliding down your legs? Fuck, I wish I had known. I would have enjoyed playing in it.”
She gasps at my words, surprised.
Yeah, darlin’. I don’t mind sharing at all. Not even bodily fluids.
“I…” she stutters.
I lean forward, kissing her. “It’s okay. Words are hard. I know, darlin’. Next time. For now, why don’t you take a first from me?”
Her eyes fly to mine. “Um. You’re a virgin?”
I shrug. “I’m not innocent by any means. I’ve done things with women. I probably shouldn’t admit that with you naked in my lap, but yeah. I never went all the way because I wanted what my parents had. True love. I want you, Esme.” I cup her cheek. “I saved it for you.”
She swallows hard, her breath coming faster. “I had no idea. What if I fuck it up?”
“You could never,” I tell her. “You are perfect. Even if you just blew on my cock, it would respond positively to you. It was made for you.”
Her eyes light up. “Okay. Let’s give it a go then.”
She grabs my cock then, lining it up at her opening.
She’s already wet and ready. Slowly, she sinks onto me.
My eyes roll back at the sensation. I’ve fucked my own hand more than I can count, and I’ve even had a few blow jobs, most recently from the woman on my lap, but I could have never anticipated how it would feel to slide into such a warm, wet heat.
It’s not any heat though. It’s Esme. I shiver at the thought.
This is why I waited. I knew that the right woman would come along and that I would only want to share this experience with her.
I look at her face now. Her lips are open a little as her eyes are closed. She is panting as her pussy clenches around me, making my cock jerk inside of her. I already feel so close, but I can’t be a minute man. I need to last for her.
I refuse to come before she does.
I’ve felt her pussy clench around my fingers as she orgasms. I want to feel that on my cock.
I let her settle before I lean forward and kiss her. Her eyes pop open as she kisses me back. When she pulls away, she licks her lips.
“It feels different somehow. More intimate,” she admits.
I nod. I get it.
“Show me how good it feels,” I whisper to her.
She slowly starts to rotate her hips. The feeling is better than anything I could have pictured in my head, and trust me, I have pictured fucking her in my head.
My hips grip her hips as I try everything I can not to blow my load.
“It feels so good,” she moans.
I want to echo her words, but I’m afraid to speak. I’m afraid to do anything but accept the pleasure she is offering my body.
Her nails dig into my chest as she uses me as leverage to pick up her pace.
I see stars as she fucks herself against me.
It’s the most beautiful sight I have ever seen.
Her biting her bottom lip as she attempts to stifle her moans of pleasure.
Her hips start to lose rhythm, so I help her rub against me, finding her own pleasure.
My forehead falls to her shoulder as I let out a loud grunt, spilling inside of her. Her pussy responds, clenching down on me hard as her own mewl of pleasure escapes her.
I don’t know how long we sit like that, but by the time I pull back, my skin feels sticky from the sweat we worked up.
I brush her hair back, cupping her cheek. “Thank you,” I whisper to her.
She smiles. “Thank you for giving that to me. I will cherish it.”
I kiss her softly before I tap her hip. “Come on. Let’s go get clean.”
She laughs as she pulls free, my flaccid cock falling to my thigh. “The last time we showered together, you couldn’t take your hands off of me.”
I smirk at her as I stand beside her, wrapping my arms around her waist. “Now that I’ve had your pussy, I won’t be able to keep my cock out of you either. Are you complaining?”
She leans up, kissing me softly. “Never.”
Yeah, I love this chick, and I can’t wait until she’s ready to hear it.
I’ll say it to her every single day until the day I die.