Chapter 23 ELLE
ELLE
More than one orgasm had always seemed excessive, yet here I was currently riding through my third toe-curling bliss attack for the night!
After coming hard inside me earlier, Zodiac had refused to let me sleep. I turned my back on him and pretended to sleep. I even fake-snored.
But his hands were everywhere, and my body betrayed me.
Now, my pussy was stuffed with his thick cock again. My back rested against his chest. One of his hands teased my nipple. His left hand slid over my hip to torment my overstimulated clit.
I was half twisted around, seeking out his tongue. Zodiac was a great kisser. There was nothing sweet about how his lips claimed mine. He demanded my submission.
Zodiac only came up for breath so he could lean forward and suck at my nipple. I came so hard that I was surprised my pussy didn’t snap off his dick.
“Are you trying to kill me?” Zodiac asked after popping my nipple free from his relentless mouth.
“A little, yeah,” I said, reaching back to stroke his hair. “You smell so good. I’m struggling against an overpowering urge to bite.”
“I’ll get you a teething ring. Until then, keep your teeth to yourself.”
Grinning back at him, I moved my hips with his, loving how full my body felt with him inside me.
Zodiac wrapped me tight and thrusted harder. His lips left hot kisses across my throat. I moaned into the pillow as his cock sent me over the edge again.
I smiled at how Zodiac said my name when he came. I wanted to be special because no man would ever make me feel like Zodiac did.
Once his spent cock left my body, I flipped over and kissed his smiling lips.
“Will you really buy me a teething toy?” I asked while my hands slid over the magnificent dragon tattoo across his muscular chest.
“Yes. I’ll get the baby a matching one.”
“I can’t tell if that’s romantic or gross.”
“Well, it’s not romantic.”
“Aww, you’re such a sweetheart,” I murmured and sucked at the flesh just under his beard. “Write me a poem, will you, lover?”
“I can recite something from a song and pretend it’s a poem.”
“Ooh, do that.”
Zodiac sighed and thought over the songs he knew. “Ashes and promises share a bond,” he began, reciting lovely words.
“What song are those lyrics from?”
“The song is ‘Empty Words’ by that band Death.”
“Can we listen to that right now?” I asked and reached for my phone. “I want to know what you like.”
“Why?” Zodiac asked, immediately irritated as if his life must remain shrouded in secrecy.
“I want to be able to share your interests with Wilbur.”
“I can do that.”
“But you won’t see him as much when he’s little. I want him to feel your presence when you aren’t around.”
Zodiac frowned hard. “You’re planning to keep the kid from me.”
“No, but it’s not like you can take care of him for long periods of time.”
“I said I’d get a nanny.”
Glancing at the wall, I asked, “And the swords?”
“I’ll put them on the ceiling so he can’t reach them.”
“You’re at the clubhouse a lot, so the baby will be with the paid help. Why not just leave him with me?”
“You go places.”
“Never. I’m always home,” I lied and then smiled. “But seriously, I can take him with me nearly everywhere. Plus, he won’t be with a babysitter when I’m gone. My family will watch him. Wilbur will be well cared for. You knocked up the right woman to raise your kid.”
Zodiac moved away from me and rested on his back. He ran his hands through his hair and stared at the ceiling. I ignored his bad mood and looked up the song he mentioned. As the screamy death metal song “Empty Words” played on my phone, I crawled under the heavy comforter to warm up.
Zodiac finally announced, “I will allow you to keep the kid with you most of the time.”
“Thank you,” I replied gently and even managed to refrain from any eye rolling. “Whenever you want to visit, consider our door open.”
“Can I fuck you when I visit? No more of that staying with your bros at the condos. I want to stay at your place and have you ride my dick.”
“Aww, you’re so needy,” I cooed and inched closer toward him. “The only rule I have with you staying over is that you can never be rude to Sutter Cane. No one messes with my kid.”
“Fair enough. If I don’t have anything nice to say, I won’t say anything at all to the little nerd.”
Snorting, I tugged at the blanket until Zodiac caught the hint and got underneath. Once he was covered up, I cuddled next to him.
“What would you be doing right now if I hadn’t surprised you?”
“I’d be downstairs at the clubhouse.”
“With your excessively sweaty bros and the diseased whores who worship your dongs?”
“Well, I wouldn’t have worded it as eloquently as that, but yeah.”
Grinning, I asked, “The next time I show up unannounced for a booty call, can we hang out downstairs?”
“Why?” Zodiac asked, instantly irritated again.
“I never cared about your club. You were our allies, but that was Clint’s problem rather than mine. I only liked your fine ass. But now with Wilbur in the picture, I should care about everything in your life. These people will be Wilbur’s people one day.”
“You think?”
“I have real blood uncles, but I also have tons of uncles and aunts connected to the club. They are my people. Wilbur won’t only be linked to the Crimson Guard or the old Little Memphis club. He’ll have connections to the Black Rainbow, too.”
“If you name him Wilbur, I’m calling him Megatron.”
“That’s fine. How did you pick your name?”
“What makes you think Zodiac isn’t my real name?”
“Your birth name was Garth, wasn’t it?”
Zodiac chuckled. “Do I look like a redneck?”
“Of course not. It’s not like I said your name was Cletus.”
Zodiac went still and frowned at me. “That’s my birth name.”
“No,” I gasped.
“No,” he said and smiled. “It’s Michael, like my dad and his dad. I had a sister named Michelle and one named Michaela. I did not come from creative people.”
“I’m sorry your family sucked,” I whispered and stroked his cheek. “I wish you had a loving mom and dad and lots of cool siblings.”
“Fuck those things. My life is perfect. If I grew up pampered like you did, I wouldn’t have half of what I do now.”
“But you would have been loved better,” I said softly.
“Love is overrated.”
“Are you afraid to love Wilbur?”
“Fear is pointless. I choose to deal with whatever is happening.”
“You will love him, right?”
“Sure.”
“I hope he has your eyes,” I said and closed mine. “And your dick size. Boys with big dicks are more confident.”
Zodiac was so quiet that I opened my eyes. He was frowning at the ceiling. I guess all the baby talk had made him feel weird. Leaving him to work out his foster kid issues, I rolled onto my stomach and stretched out.
My pussy felt beat up like it had survived a tango with an anaconda. The rest of my body was relaxed from my many orgasms. I was a little hungry, but not enough to get up and seek out food.
I thought about Sutter resting for the night back home. I suspected my dad would bunk on the basement couch to keep an eye on his grandkid.
I wished I were home with my people, but I also didn’t want to leave Zodiac’s side. If only I could somehow fit the stubborn bastard into my life, I’d have everything I needed.