Fostering Love (The Soul Sisters Series Book 1)

by Johns, Victoria

  “Sure,” I reply, I’m in need of release and couldn’t care less about the location. He laughs at the brush off of my statement but his pace stays the same and it’s not hitting the spot I need it to. I start rearing back onto him, trying to convey that I want more and I want it harder.

  “Steady girl, we don't...”

  “Fuck steady Jonas, I need you. I need you to fuck me hard. I need to cum, God I need it please.” I’m pleading with him and as soon as I finish my sentence he ups his pace. “Harder,” is all I need to say and he begins to hammer into me from behind. My breasts are swinging wildly and I feel unbelievably good, I’m getting closer and heading for the ending I want.

  “That’s it girl, let me feel that pussy grip me,” he says gripping my hips, “Cum for me,” and I do on his command. I fall apart with a scream and am thankful that I have hold of the arm of the couch for support. Two more frantic pumps from Jonas and he groans as he reaches his end. Both of us are gasping for breaths, taking in big gulps of air, but Jonas remembers my condition and starts to move to make me comfortable.

  “Stop fussing baby, I’m not that fragile. I loved every minute and thrust of it and can’t wait to go again, it was just what I needed.”

  “Glad I could be of service although I’m not sure how I feel about being your personal cock on tap.” I start laughing at this and because he’s still inside me he starts to judder and grumble about how sensitive his cock is so he slides out of me.

  “Wait here I’ll get you something to wear and help you clean up.” Jonas comes back with his robe, it’s huge, but I can do it up around my bump and it smells like him so I‘m happy. He leads me back to our bathroom where the faucets are on and filling the tub. I smile as I realize I just thought about it being our bathroom. “What are you smiling for?” he asks because he saw me do it.

  “I’ve just realized I live here.”

  “Yes you do,” he laughs at me. “Have a soak, relax and let my babies float for a bit. I’ll put us some food together and come back for you and for fuck’s sake don’t try and get out of this thing without me. I mean that.”

  “I’ll wait for you to help me.”

  Our first night together is chilled and relaxed; he helped me dry off and put on some cute maternity PJ’s after my soak in the tub, we eat a delicious meal of bread, hams, cheeses, pickles and olives. After that we did nothing but switch the lights off and watch the view through the windows and the stars through the sky lights. We have a lot of odd and varied conversations where we learn a little bit more about each other. I thought I always knew him, but I clearly didn’t and finding out the little things is all part of this wonderful thing we’ve started. After a while I begin to grow tired, so hand in hand he leads me to our bed where we climb in together and spend our first night in a proper relationship where no one needs to run in the middle of the night. The smile on my face must be nearly busting my cheeks apart. But this is nothing to the pure joy I feel when he snuggles up behind me and kisses the back of my neck. He tells me how beautiful I am and that he loves me and then he reaches round and places his hand on my belly and does the same to our peanuts.

  It’s then that I realize just how calm they’ve been tonight, it’s like they’ve settled here too and understand that we’re staying. I smile because I can’t believe that Jonas built them a nursery, it’s beautiful and I’m excited to see them in it.

  I’m no longer dreading the future or wondering whether I can do this on my own. I now know I don’t have to.

  “I love you Jonas,” is the last thing I say as I snuggle back into his body and settle down for sleep.

  Chapter Twenty Three

  I woke before Jonas, I thought it was still early, but the sun was up so I wasn’t sure. He looked so peaceful; he was lying on his back with one arm folded under the pillow and the other lying over his waist. The sheets were drawn just up to his middle and I could see the outline of his beautiful body beneath it, his torso was thick and strong and I sat for a few minutes just looking over him, taking him and his tattoos in. I couldn’t stop the beam that hit my face when I spotted the one that he’d got for me over his heart. He’d been in just as much pain as me, trying to survive whilst loving someone from afar. I snuck out of the bed and was amazed when I managed it without disturbing him, he needed his rest and as tempted as I was to grab a really big handful of him I decided to let him sleep.

  After hitting the bathroom to freshen up I went on the hunt for coffee, my only real need first thing in the morning and I was planning on enjoying it sitting on the deck. The babies woke up as I pottered around the kitchen, I told them about the house and how gorgeous it was and that I couldn’t wait for them to arrive. My apprehension had turned into excitement over night, but there were still so many things to do. I needed to schedule the checkups that the doctor at the hospital had told me to get at my local practice, I needed to start looking for things like strollers and car seats, clothes and other baby essentials and I wanted to do it before I was too big and tired and couldn’t enjoy the experience. Originally I’d planned to do this with Neely and Barbara, but now I thought that Jonas may want to be involved, I decided to ask him about it but I felt apprehensive.

  I grabbed my coffee and cell phone off the kitchen side and took it outside, I hadn’t checked my messages in a couple of days and there was no time like the present, there were a few:

  Jake: Family dinner be here at 5pm. (He would have been sending that under instruction from Barbara who hadn’t mastered texting technology.)

  Neely: How’s first night with the big guy?

  Chris: Sorry about yesterday, I’ll kick his ass if you want me to.

  Mig: You OK? Call me if you need me.

  Unknown Number: You’ll get yours you fuckin bitch

  The last one shocked me quite considerably and made my breath shorten in gasps. I’d never had anything like that before, I mean I’d had a bullying experience in school, who didn’t? But I was a grown woman. I decide it’s clearly a mistake, not meant for me and delete it, giving it no more head space.

  Jonas appears in the doorway in just his jockey shorts holding a mug of coffee and my heart rate rises immediately. At the moment I can blame the way he makes me feel on my baby hormones, but that excuse won’t be there forever and it’ll just be me getting all hot under the collar, wanting to feel my guy doing the things I love to me.

  “Morning baby,” he says, “where did you go? I’m not a fan of waking up and you not being beside me,” and then he leans down to kiss me.

  “Hi, sorry, you looked so peaceful, I figured I’d let you snore on,” I say laughing.

  “I do not snore, snoring in the military gets you killed. What is really surprising is that you got away without me noticing, that’s never happened before, must have been because I finally slept peacefully, knowing you were mine and that my woman and babies were safe.” He sits in the lazy deck chair next to me and shuffles it forward so that he’s up close. “Which reminds me; good morning A and B, thank you for letting your momma get some sleep last night.” How cute, he’s placed both hands on my belly and because it’s bigger now his fingers don’t meet when his hands are fully spread, I feel so cherished that I stay quiet and let him have his moment. “Listen A and B we need to make sure you’re on my team when it comes to curbing mom’s craziness and hyperactivity, so give me a sign that we’re all gonna work together to make sure she calms down.” He’s rewarded with a thump and then looks at me with a winning smile on his face.

  “Oh come on that was a total fluke, those kids could be listening to a washing machine and they’d respond.”

  “Not a chance, my babies know me, we’ve got this covered. You’d best behave or they’ll tell me, wont you?” Another wriggle from the other side of my belly is experienced this time, his levels of smugness have just gone into overdrive. “Ha! My work here is done,” and he releases my bump to grab my feet and starts to rub them whilst taking the odd slurp of coffee. “What’s
the plan for today?”

  “Oh you’re good at that, we should do this all day,” I’m totally relaxed and not able to think past what my feet are being subjected to right now.

  “I think we can both agree I’m good with my hands and I have control and dexterity over the other parts of my anatomy too, but having you at my beck and call all day wouldn’t constitute as relaxing. Which reminds me; we need to go to the doctor’s.”

  “Yeah I know, I could wander over there today, but I need to get my jeep first,” I murmur, barely holding concentration.

  “I’ll take you and we could stop off for a coffee and get the babies a cake.” I freeze as he finishes the sentence “What? What’s wrong? You feeling OK.” He thinks it’s the babies, but I’m actually really scared about being seen around town together as a couple.

  “Nothing, no baby drama, I can do the doctor thing on my own,” I say attempting to lighten the mood and deflect attention.

  “I know you can, but you’re not.”

  “OK, then we’ll do the doctor thing and then come back here and do more of this.” My effort to tease him so he forgets about being out in public does not go unnoticed.

  “Why? I know you better than you think Dalton, what are you hiding?”

  “Nothing.” I pretend to brush off his enquiry and I keep my eyes closed so they don’t give away that I am totally lying and starting to stress about this. He pinches my little toe and I shriek and jump “Jesus, Jonas, so not relaxing anymore.”

  “Hey look at me, tell me what’s going on in your head. Now.” Oh boy!

  “Nothing, well, I don’t know, just nervous I guess,” and in my attempt to get it out I’m making a shit job of explaining it.

  “Baby, no need to be nervous, I’ve told you I’m not going anywhere, I thought we had that settled?” Shit. He thinks I still doubt him and his commitment to us.

  “No, it’s not that, I don’t want people looking at us weird, you know; the family hook up incest shit.”

  “JESUS CHRIST Dalton. Is that what you think? Don’t be stupid, everyone in this town knows we’re not related and anyone who says anything fucking different will find themselves answering to me. It’s settled then we’re going out, we’re gonna put that stupid notion of yours to bed and get the first display of us out there. Today. I’m not having you skulking in the shadows in shame, you’re being ridiculous, fuck that shit.”

  “Fine Jonas,” I relent because he’s serious.

  “I mean it Dalton, life’s too short and anyway we won’t be of interest for long.”

  “OK. We’ve also been summoned to Barbara’s for dinner at 5pm too,” I tell him.

  “Well that saves me cooking, we’re going.”

  “Hey I can cook,” I protest.

  “Sure you can,” he’s smirking at me now and we continue our coffee morning, which I’ve decided is now our first newly created ritual together.

  We make it into town and pop by the clinic, they check my blood pressure and I’m good to leave after I’ve scheduled in some regular checks for the remainder of my pregnancy. So far no one has given Jonas and I a second glance, maybe he’s right about this, I remain hopeful.

  We stop by at Wally’s and he’s overly excited about the release of the tourist brochure, apparently I’ve done the town proud. I offer him my help but he bats it away and goes to fetch me a chair to sit on whilst we’re catching up. Jonas and I have gone our separate ways for a bit, he’s gone to the bank and left me here to relax and chat. My cell bleeps again telling me I have new messages:

  Neely: Rumor is the new couple are in town. Come and say hi sister.

  Unknown Number: Flaunting your fat ass round town with him is so predictable bitch. I’m watching.

  My eyes dart round to see if I can see anyone, because that is super creepy. I’m still doing a spy check of the street when Jonas comes to pick me up. “Hey babe, ready? What’s up? You look pale and you’re frowning?”

  “Hi, erm, nothing,” I reply as I stuff my cell back in my purse.

  “Hi Wally, you OK? Thanks for making her sit down.”

  Wally comes round the counter to stand next to Jonas, “No trouble young man, she’s always been a little too hectic and difficult, one hopes you possess the skills to sort her.”

  “Hey, not fair, no ganging up on a spatially challenged person, its cruel.”

  “Don’t you worry Wally, I’m all over this, I know how to keep her in line.” Jonas’s reply makes me blush because we both know he’s referring to something else, Wally may also be old, but he’s not silly, he’ll understand this line of humor too; so it’s time to leave.

  “Come Jonas, we need to stop by and see Neely.” I drag him out of the shop and head over to the office of Hart, Hart & Smythe. We wander in through the door and Jonas goes to say hi to Oli while I perch on the edge of Neely’s desk.

  “Neely, I’m sorry about my screaming fit yesterday, but thanks for being there and trying to calm me down.”

  “No problem scary sister, all’s well that ends well,” she says and we discuss non important shit when my phone beeps again.

  Unknown Number: are you afraid yet bitch? He won’t save you

  I pale and try to push it aside; I’m starting to feel a little uneasy about them.

  “Who was that Dolls?” she enquires.

  “No idea, just some joker getting kicks out of being a bit too personal. I’m ignoring it anyway.” I show her the message and the one from earlier, I can tell she’s not happy.

  “That shit is not right, what does Jonas say?” My lack of response leads her to the obvious answer. “Why haven’t you shown him?”

  “What’s he going to do? It doesn’t say who it’s from and he worries about me enough,” and then an unwelcome but still perfectly timed distraction in the form of Steven Smythe appears at the door.

  “Well, my oh my, a visit from the beautiful Dolly, you are positively glowing, how are you feeling?” he says giving me a once over. What a weirdo, there is no other way to put it.

  “I’m doing good thank you for asking.”

  “I’ll say, you’re looking radiant and I know I shouldn’t say it, but I can’t help but notice how you’ve filled out.” His eyebrow wiggle leaves me under no illusion that he is not referring to my baby bump, sometimes he is just plain inappropriate.

  “You’re right you shouldn’t fuckin’ say it, so do yourself a favor un-notice my woman now and walk away.” My guy has finally got the timing thing right when it counts and managed to interrupt just as Steven got started.

  “Jonas, good to see you home. How are you?” He’s trying to be tough, stand his ground and look unaffected by Jonas’s statement.

  “Yeah well, it ain’t good to see you at this precise moment, so I’ll be feeling better when you get out of my woman’s space and stay out of it.” Jonas warns him again and this time he takes it seriously.

  “My hero!” jokes Neely but Jonas looks unimpressed by her humor and signals it’s time to go, his temper has been tested enough for this little visit and that’s never a good sign. I quickly sister kiss Neely and move to put my hand in Jonas’s out stretched palm and we leave.

  “That ass best leave you alone and forget you fuckin’ exist,” he says and then looks at me “What? No comments or protests that you can handle it yourself? I am surprised.”

  “Oh no lover, you go for it, he can be an odd one, I have no idea how Neely puts up with that, but I imagine she puts him in his place and she says he’s not that bad to work for. I, however, am more than happy with your approach.” He lets go of my hand, tucks me into his side and grins at me. As we reach Mudjoes I realize we’ve walked down Main Street and no one has stared or done anything remotely ugly with the affection that we are currently displaying.

  We’re doing couple things and it feels great. He understands this and knows it’s why I’m happy, as he opens the door for me to enter before him,he whispers “Told you so” in my ear.

  Jo come
s over and fusses over me, she’s clearly pleased that I have recovered from my tripping incident which was the last time I was here. I sit at the table and Jonas waits at the counter for our drinks. My phone beeps again and I’m a bit apprehensive about looking at it. I get my phone out and check it, it’s another text that just says:

  Unknown Number: brother fucker

  My phone bangs as I drop it on the table, but the noise also draws Jonas’s attention. I wave him away and make out it’s just me and my clumsy ways, but the frown he sends at me, tells me I haven’t pulled it off. In an effort to cover it up, I put the phone in my purse and hope he doesn’t remember I was looking at it a few minutes ago. Fortunately for me, lots of people pop by the table when he returns with the drinks and he never gets the chance to bring it up. After a while he forgets and all is good until we come to leave and bump into Tits outside the coffee shop.

  “Walk away Letitia,” Jonas warns her straight away.

  “So it’s true, you have been fucking her and here I thought it was all just a nasty rumor,” she sneers at him ignoring his words.

  “I said walk the fuck away and you’ve got no room to talk about morals right now.”

  “Well Dolly, hats off to you, it’s taken you some time to get round to the last brother. Jonas, I still have those details of the clinic you wanted me to visit for a paternity test, just in case you’ve any doubts.”

  I’ve had enough now.

  “Oh my God, are you still going with this shit, even after I dumped your ass in a pile of condoms you’re still pretending that you’re holy than thou. Take a look at this bump bitch, this is what you call a real pregnancy not some cooked up fucking dream to hook a guy who never wanted you.” It feels good to get this shit out.

  “Letitia, I’m not going to ask you again to leave me and my family alone, or have you forgotten the last conversation we had in the club?” What conversation is she talking about? I don’t know about any conversation.