CHAPTER 10
JOSIE
We’ve been back home a few days, and I’ve been busy as hell working alongside Chase to make sure our new residents are happy and all their paperwork is up to date.
The Serval kitten we’d rescued is doing just fine.
She is thriving and has taken over the clinic as her kingdom and is being spoilt rotten by everyone.
The staff have named her Cleopatra but call her Cleo for short because they said she acts like she is the queen of the clinic.
Despite being small, she certainly made an impact.
We’d still not told anyone that we’re having twins.
I had a feeling even though neither of us had voiced it, we both shared a concern about what Bull’s reaction was going to be to the news.
No matter how many times he was told what had happened to Gwen was a fluke, he worried every time one of us women fell pregnant.
He was going to get an ulcer, especially if the other brothers found their women.
That I am carrying twins and am married to his brother is another story.
Intellectually, he knew what happened to Gwen wasn’t common, but I guess sometimes our brains and our feelings didn’t mesh.
Either way, it was time. All we’d told everyone was that I was fine when we got back from the hospital.
And I was. If anything, I’d never felt so good.
Skinny messaged me earlier today to let me know he arranged for us all to have supper at the hotel so that we could break the news.
I’d been getting looks from all the women because I was already larger than I would be if I was carrying just one.
It’s probably better to let everyone know at once. Rip the band-aid off, so to speak.
I’m finishing the paperwork on the last client of the day, a Jack Russell that had decided to tackle a puff adder. He was feeling very sorry for himself, but he’d make a full recovery.
At the knock on my door, I look up to find my new vet, Chase, standing there.
“Hey boss, I’m done for the day. What about you?”
“Chase,” I greet him with a smile, ignoring the way he winces slightly at my greeting.
It breaks my heart every time he does, but I understood his reasons.
They had nothing to do with me. I continue, “I’m nearly finished here; just the last little bit of paperwork for that Jack Russell, then I’ll find Skinny. Are the night shift all set?”
“They are, and I’ve told them to call me, not you, if they need anything. You need your sleep more than I do.”
“Chase,” I chide gently, “I’m okay to be on call.”
He shrugs, leaning his back against my doorframe, and I’m struck with how good-looking he is, even with the pain of grief clinging to him.
Chase is in his mid-fifties, with thick dark hair that he wears long enough to pull back.
Not as a fashion statement, but more as a testament to the fact that he doesn’t care what people think of him.
He has dark eyes, olive skin, and a permanent five o’clock shadow.
When he first arrived, he was extremely thin and gaunt.
Somehow, the guys convinced him to start working out with them, and it had incredible results.
He looks much healthier now. And he’d packed on muscle in the last few months.
His shoulders are filling out his shirts to the point of stressing the seams.
I love Skinny with my whole heart, but I could also see why so many of our female clients were gaga over Chase. Not that he noticed. I’m brought out of my contemplation by him telling me, “Maybe you are, but I don’t sleep much anyway, and I’d rather be busy.”
“Okay,” I agree, “but only if you’re sure. I don’t want you burning yourself out.”
He gives me a smile, his teeth flashing white, and for a minute, you can see the man he used to be. He taps the door frame and makes to leave, but not before telling me, “I won’t. Now finish up and go find your man.”
“I’m nearly done,” I assure him as I sign the last form and stand up from my desk and walk towards him. “See,” I say, stopping next to him with a smile, “all done. Will we see you at supper?”
He pauses before nodding and walking toward the clinic entrance. I stand there watching him fade from view with a sigh. Familiar arms wrap themselves around me, and I relax back into Skinny, tilting my head as he leans his chin on my shoulder.
“What’s got you sighing, baby?” he wants to know.
“Chase.”
“Ah,” Skinny answers, kissing my neck. I don’t have to say anything else. He’ll know why I’m worried. I hate that he’s still so lost.
“He’ll be okay, sweets. Maybe not today or even tomorrow, but eventually he’ll be okay. We can already see the difference in him since he arrived four months ago, and I’m not talking about how the man has bulked up either. We reckon he must be hitting the gym more than the session we do.”
“Probably,” I agree, turning in his arms and wrapping mine around his waist, laying my head on his chest to listen to his heartbeat.
It was a comfort thing and something I’d always done.
Wanting to break the seriousness of the moment, I ask, “Are you ready to tell the family that we’re having twins?
And are you prepared for Bull’s freak-out? ”
Skinny grips the hair at the base of my neck and tilts my head up so that he can see my face. “I am,” he answers with a smile before bending and taking my lips, kissing me long, hard, and deep. ‘God, I love kissing this man.’
It takes nothing to turn me on these days.
Skinny just has to look at me in a certain way and I’m climbing the man like a tree.
It was almost like I was making up for lost time from when I’d had morning sickness and we hadn’t had much sex.
A whimpering moan leaves me as I grind down on the leg he’s inserted between mine.
His big hands run down my sides and to my hips, which he grips tight and tugs me against him.
I sigh a gasping breath as I ride his muscular leg. “That’s right, baby,” he whispers as he drags his mouth from mine to kiss up the side of my neck to my ear. Sucking the lobe into his mouth, he raspily grinds out as I rock my hips faster. “You’re going to come now, Josie, all over my leg.”
A gasp of air leaves me as my orgasm rocks through me at his order, and I cry out his name before I sag against him.
His hard cock presses up against my belly, making me groan and reach for him.
Skinny grips my wrist before I can touch him.
I growl in frustration and glare up at him, making him chuckle.
“I’ll keep, Tiger. You can have your way with me tonight. ”
“Fine,” I pout, but ruin it with a yawn that comes out of nowhere.
Skinny chuckles and says, “Come on, Josie, let’s get you home. You’ve got time for a shower and a nap before we have to go over to the hotel for supper.”
“Oh good,” I say and walk towards the door. My knees tremble from my orgasm and all I’m feeling is a lovely, warm glow.
I wait as Skinny locks up the clinic before he wraps an arm around me and we walk towards home. The sun is low in the sky, and the whole town is enveloped in a lovely orange haze. It’s a peaceful scene, and not for the first time, I’m thankful that we somehow ended up here.
When we get home, I end up falling into our bed and not moving until Skinny wakes me up a few hours later to get ready to meet the rest of the MC for supper. He wakes me like he always does, running his finger across my cheek, up and around my forehead before he runs it back down the other side.
“Hey, baby. It’s time to wake up,” he whispers against my lips.
I grumble a little, sleep still pulling at me, but not enough that I don’t wrap my arms around his neck and pull him towards me as I deepen the kiss.
My hands take on a will of their own as they run over his back, and I make a happy sound when I find him shirtless.
Rolling onto my back, I take him with me, and he settles between my thighs.
Bending my knees, I squeeze his waist, digging my toes into the waistband of his jersey shorts as I ease them down his hips.
“What are you doing, baby?” Skinny whispers as he kisses down my neck towards my breasts.
“If you don’t know by now what I’m after, then there’s no hope for us,” I tease him.
“Is that right?” he rumbles, pulling my shirt up and over my head. I lift my arms so that he can remove it. Instead, he wraps my shirt around my wrists, securing them and telling me, “Leave them there.”
Whimpering deep in my throat, I writhe a little against him as he pushes the cups of my bra off me one breast at a time until I’m bare to his gaze.
He licks his lips before he lowers his head to suck my nipple into his mouth while he palms the other and tugs at it.
Heat rushes through me straight to my clit with how sensitive they are.
As he swirls his tongue around one peak, I moan and make to move my arms, close to weeping when he stops, “Uh, uh, baby. Hands back where they were.”
“Please, Skinny,” I whimper.
“I’ll give you what you want, but hands over your head until I tell you that you can move.”
‘Oh fuck,’ I think. It’s not often that he takes charge like this, but when he does, I know I’m in for some amazing orgasms before he’ll let me do anything to him.
When he doesn’t move, I know he’s waiting for me to acknowledge his order. “Okay,” I reply, shifting my hips restlessly. His hard cock thrusts against me, and I’m hard-pressed not to rock against him.
“Good girl,” he praises, lowering his head again and proceeds to torment me some more. I’m a writhing, whimpering mess by the time he kisses his way down my body until he’s lying flat on the bed, using his wide shoulders to keep my legs open. I’m bare to his gaze, and I know I’m wet. I can feel it.
“So fucking sexy, baby,” Skinny rumbles, leaning forward and sucking my clit into his mouth.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I shout out, panting as the first tendrils of my orgasm start, but I know him; he’s only just started.
“Mhh, you taste so good, Josie. I’m going to eat you and then fuck you.”
“Yes,” I sob, tilting my hips towards him, “Please, Skinny, no more teasing.”
He moves back up the bed at my words and leans forward and unties my wrist before moving back down my body. Taking one of my hands, he puts it on his head, and I curl my fingers, tugging slightly at his hair.
“That’s it, baby,” he whispers, lowering his head again, “guide me.”
At his words, I waste no time in pushing him towards my aching core and wrapping my thighs around his head as he runs his nose up my dripping pussy, inhaling until he reaches my clit.
Flattening his tongue, he runs it roughly across my clit before circling it and sucking it deep into his mouth.
Rocking my hips, I ride his face, gripping his hair tight.
I’m so far gone that I don’t even care how hard I’m tugging.
When he inserts his fingers into my clenching pussy, I’m done.
A deep groan rumbles out of him as I fall apart and keep coming.
Skinny sits up on his heels, tugging me towards him.
He lifts me and settles me on his cock. Wrapping my legs around his hips and my arms around his neck as he powers up into me, driving his cock deep with every thrust as he hits that spot deep inside me, I can feel myself coming again.
“That’s it, Josie, come for me, baby,” Skinny orders as I bite down on his shoulder as waves of pleasure erupt from my centre and I clamp down on his cock.
“Jesus, fuck, fuck, fuck, Josie,” he groans, throwing his head back as he comes long and hard. I can feel every spurt of his cum hit me deep inside, and I shiver once more as another spasm runs through me. I’m panting as I lay my forehead on his shoulder.
Skinny gathers me to him and lays down with me on top of him. Running his hands down my back and towards my hips before he runs them up my back towards my neck. We’re both breathing heavily and covered in sweat, but I can’t make myself move.
“How you doing, love?” Skinny asks, wrapping his hand around the nape of my neck and gently massaging the muscles there.
“Mmm, good,” I mumble into his chest.
He chuckles, his chest moving under me, making me yelp and clamp my legs around him so that I don’t fall off.
“We need to get up if we’re going to make supper,” he tells me.
I sigh and lift my head to lean my chin against his chest and look into the eyes of the man I’ve loved for a long time. My anger at having nearly lost him days ago is a distant memory. My gaze caresses his face.
“Love you, Skinny.”
His entire body relaxes and softens at my words. “Love you too, beautiful, so much. And I love our babies too. I can’t wait to meet them.”
Shifting up so I can reach his mouth, I press my lips to his in a soft kiss before moving back.
“Shower, and then we’ll let the family know the news.”
“Sounds like a plan,” he agrees, sitting up suddenly and scooping me into his arms before walking towards the bathroom.
I squeal in surprise and then laugh as happiness fills me. It still amazes me that, all these years later, this man is mine.