Chapter 29
Crusher – Ten Days Later
I gently suck my lip ring into my mouth as I watch my girl sprinkle her mom’s ashes at the edge of the ocean.
She watches as they float into the wind and Kayden squeezes my hand tightly, trying to give his mama a chance to say goodbye to a woman she loved and hated in the same breath, before he runs over to her.
The gathering was small, only Drew, Clark, and Kodi were allowed to come with their old men, pissing off every other brother, who thankfully understood.
Obviously, Blaze was standing right beside my wife along with me as we watched the wicker coffin go into the burner.
She didn’t cry, she held strong while my mom watched Kayden.
“When does she start her course?” Blaze asks quietly as Alexiana lifts her head, and I tense, seeing the tears streaming down her face.
“Four days,” I mutter.
“And is she sleeping?” he asks, and I shake my head.
“No, she’s struggling,” I admit, “When I’m on shift, Knuckles will stay with her because he knows how she feels, but otherwise I’ve just held her.”
“I can’t believe your work wouldn’t allow you to have time off,” he grunts, and I hum.
“I tried, but because I had already had time off, they forced me to do the shifts. I’m just glad they knocked off the last two graveyard shifts,” I mutter, and Kayden adds, “Only because you threatened to quit, Daddy,” and Blaze looks at me in shock, but I just shrug.
“They weren’t going to let me off for the funeral, and made a point. Funerals should off, mandatory. But because Lola got fired, Allens was sore,” I admit before looking at my son, then raising a brow at Blaze, and he mutters, “Ah, gotcha…”
Lola sucked him off on the regular to get on my shifts, and now he’s not getting head at work or at home with his actual wife.
I told him I’d let the cat out of the bag if he ever fucked up my shifts again out of petty revenge before slicing his throat, and the man has decided to listen to my schedule preferences this week.
Good choice on his end, really.
“Go, Kayden,” I rasp as my wife’s shoulders shake, and Kayden doesn’t hesitate.
He runs to his mama and crashes into her back, wrapping his arms around her and my tears brim seeing her legs give out as she screams in pain. Our son moves to wrap his arms around her head, giving her the comfort I know she needs from him right now.
“You’re fucking amazing, you know that, little brother,” Blaze chokes, and I swallow back the emotions as I whisper, “Thank you for always having my back, even when I didn’t have my own.”
“Fucking always,” he whispers as he puts his arm around me and we watch my wife fall apart, both knowing Kayden will be the only one to keep her from passing out from the pain.
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“I love you,” Alexiana whispers, and I look up from the book I’m reading for the certification course I’m required to take next month, and I look down at my wife. She has her head half on my shoulder, playing with her wedding ring that Kayden admitted she never took off.
We’ve been back at the beach house since she broke down, with our son comforting her for about two hours. She hasn’t spoken much since we came back, barely ate her dinner, and only whispered goodnight to our son when I put him to bed, worried about his mama.
Blaze went to bed when I came down and pulled her up, but again, she didn’t say anything worrying him.
We’ve just been sitting here since, no words between us, but it hasn’t been uncomfortable, it never is where she's concerned. I knew she’d talk when she was ready, I just didn’t expect her to tell me she loved me.
Putting my book on the bedside table, I slowly maneuver us so she’s beneath me and she opens up giving me space. She widens her thighs, her shirt – my shirt from today – moving up slightly as I rest my hips between her thick thighs that I love oh so much.
I cup her face, and whisper, “I love you too, baby,” as I look over her, and her tears fall, scaring me.
If she’s about to tell me we’re done, that she can’t forgive me, then I’m handcuffing her, I don’t give a fuck, I’ve got them in our bag.
“Talk to me,” I plead as I gently rub away her tears, and she cries, “I want to trust you again, I want my husband back,” and I swear I fucking melt as I press my lips against hers.
“I’m here. I’m not going anywhere, no matter how much you try and push me away, no matter how long it takes for you to trust me again. I waited eight years, and I can wait a lifetime. I’m here,” I whisper.
She cries, “You promise?” and I nod and swear, “On my fucking life I won’t leave you,” before I press my lips against hers and she kisses me back harder, pushing her tongue through my lips.
I moan before I feel her hand go between us and she shoves my boxers past my ass then grips my hard cock and I thrust into her hand.
This is the first time she’s initiating sex since I found her again, fuck me…
She tugs on me a few times before I feel her move the head of my cock at her entrance.
I just now realized she is bare as I thrust forward.
I move my hands up her arms before linking our fingers by her head, as my hips move back and forth slowly, making love to her.
I enjoy the way her walls squeeze me in tightly and she gasps and moans into my mouth, the little sounds going straight to my balls, causing me to kiss her harder before sucking her tongue into my mouth.
I thrust my hips harder, and she meets me in the middle, lifting her hips, and my breathing deepens as I struggle for breath, but I don’t stop kissing her, needing her lips against mine.
I can feel my spine begin to tingle as her walls begin to flutter around me, squeezing me, and she tightens her grip on my fingers, causing me to tighten mine. I pick up my speed slightly while tangling my tongue with hers, feeling so fucking content and in love.
“Hayes,” she whispers out a gasped moan against my lips, and I bite her bottom one as she finally lets go and allows her orgasm to take hold of her.
She fucking squirts, her juices drip between us in the quiet room with our movement.
I thrust one more time before my body shakes as I come hard, filling her up, painting her walls with my seed, hoping her birth control would fail again and I breathe hard.
I let go of her lip and kiss her a few times while keeping my hips tight against hers. I squeeze her fingers tighter before placing my forehead against hers.
“Please don’t give up on me,” she whispers, her tears falling again and I swear, “Never,” I unlink our fingers then grab the bottom of her shirt and lift it before throwing it on the ground, wanting to feel her skin against mine.
I link our fingers again just as Blaze huffs, “These walls are too fucking thin, don’t get me wrong, I’m happy you both got together again but I really don’t need to hear my brother and basically my sister having sex! ”
I chuckle as Alexiana goes bright red, and I call, “You may want to go stay with Kayden, brother,” and he groans before I hear his door open and close.
Alexiana shakes her head and mutters, “Well, that was embarrassing.” I grin wide before kissing her again and she kisses me back as she wraps her legs around my waist and I slowly begin to thrust again, getting my twitching dick ready to take her again and again and again until we’re both spent.
I know when we face Blaze in the morning she’ll burrow herself into me with embarrassment.