Protecting His Forever(50)

“Ouch, what did you do that for?” I smack his chest playfully.

“Because I wanted to.” He gives me a wink and stands up. He scoops me off the couch and sets me down on the ground.

“Uhh, why did you pick me up like that and set me on the ground. Wouldn’t it have been easier if you pulled me up?”

“Don’t look at me like that. You’re carrying precious cargo.”

This will be a long pregnancy. Kane and his pestering was bad before, but now? Yeah, I might as well get used to being bedridden.

“I’m going to go buy some pregnancy books.”

I watch as he practically runs out of the room. Laughing at his antics, I head upstairs to be with Arabella.

~*~

Throwing my head back, I moan as Kane sucks my clit. Opening my eyes, I see I was dreaming. Well, sort of.

Pushing him away and onto his back so I can pleasure him at the same time, I pull his boxers down. I take his dick in my hand and pump it twice. Licking all around the tip. Licking down his shaft and back up. Taking him as deep as I can while pumping my hand at the bottom. Swirling my tongue on the tip, I lick around the pre-cum. Taking him to the back of my throat, I swallow. His hips jerk at the movement, and he moans.

Moaning with his dick in my mouth, he slams into the back of my throat. Gagging, I stop him before relaxing my throat. He pumps his dick into my mouth. Hollowing my cheeks, I suck him as hard as I can and let go with a pop. Licking up and down his shaft again, I look up and his toes are curled.

He takes my hips and turns me around. “Ride my cock, baby.”

Taking his dick, I place him at my entrance and slide down.

“Shit,” Kane hisses.

Feeling powerful, I place my hand on his chest and slam up and down. He takes my hips and takes over. Laying partially down as he drives up in me, my breath is taken away, and I grit my teeth at the sensations.

His hand touches my clit, and I jump. It’s too much. “Come now.” He pinches my clit, and I explode. Crying out, he keeps pumping in me before he cries out his release moments later.

Out of breath, I lie on his chest. He rubs my back and plays with my hair. “That was great.” I laugh sleepily at him.

“Yes it fucking was. Go back to sleep. It’s 3 AM.”

What the hell? The clock reads 3 AM, just like he said. Kane is staring at the ceiling with a grin on his face. I would be pissed, but that was a good freaking orgasm. Rolling over so my back is to him, he rests a hand on my belly, my back to his warm chest.

Kane

I slowly get off the bed and walk out of the room as Sydney sleeps. Walking over to Arabella’s room, I find her sleeping cuddled up to her teddy bear. When she is sleeping, she has to be completely surrounded by things. Pillows, blankets, dolls, anything. She feels safe this way. I remember doing the same thing. Growing up with a parent who is on drugs is hell.

The fear, being always hungry, cold. The need to feel love. People constantly coming in and out. Not knowing who is going to hurt you and who won’t. Trust isn’t an easy thing. Arabella shocks the hell out of me. It took a little while for her to open and feel safe around us, but now she is a happy little girl. The sad thing is she will always bear the scars of what happened to her. She won’t remember it, but she will feel it.

Pressing a kiss to her forehead, I tuck her in tighter. Placing the pillows on the end of the bed closer to her body, I close the door until there is a small crack. Going down the steps, I make sure every single window and door is locked.

Grabbing my guns from my many hiding places, I clean and reload them. Yesterday has me paranoid.

Three months ago, I met the love of my life in the worst possible circumstances. She became my rock, my healer, my everything. She healed me in so many ways. Being with her soothed me and my demons. Holding her keeps them at bay. Sydney doesn’t deserve someone like me who is damaged, but I will do everything in my power to be worthy of her.

Replacing the guns back in their hiding spots after I clean them, I grab my truck keys and go to the back of the house where I keep my gun safe. Unlocking it, I grab my pistol and reload it. This is going by the bed in the nightstand where I have a secret compartment. Going up the stairs I look in on Arabella one last time before returning to my bedroom. I place my pistol safely in the gun compartment and after locking it up and triple checking it, I climb into bed. Pulling the blankets back, I roll Sydney over onto her back. Placing my hand on her belly, I rub in slow circles. It’s hard to believe that there are two babies in there. Leaning forward, I press a kiss on her belly button. Lying on the bed, I tuck my head between her neck and shoulders with my arm holding her belly.





Chapter Fifteen