Wayward Son (Wayward Saints MC Book 4)

by Renee, K.

  "Coley," he says when I don't answer him. His stern voice breaks me out of my head and I look up to him. "Who were you talking about in your message to him?" he hovers right above me, and I try to look away, but he is all I can see.

  "My sister," I whisper.

  I can feel the tears run down the sides of my cheeks. Putting most of his weight on me, he wipes the tears, and kisses me.

  "Shit baby. Is the man fucking stupid?" I can't help but smile at his words. Nodding my head, I look into his eyes. "He has to be the dumbest mother fucker alive if he thinks anyone is as fucking amazing as you. I'm glad that idiot fucked shit up with you, because I get you now and I won't let you go."

  His lips descend down onto mine and he kisses me deeply. Moaning into his mouth, I run my fingertips up his sides, and he entwines our fingers together, and pulls my arms up and over my head.

  His mouth runs a trail down my chest, until he pulls a nipple into his mouth. Arching my back, I push my chest closer to his mouth, and I hear him groan. Switching to the other nipple, he gently bites it, and then soothes it before moving to my neck. Lining himself up with my pussy, he slams into me, and bites down on my neck.

  He thrusts into me with slow, long strokes that make my toes curl. “Oh god Dom. Right there,” I moan.

  He continues his torture and whispers in my ear, “Fuck baby, you take my cock so fucking perfectly.” Raising my hips, he hits my g-spot with every stroke.

  Before I know it, my body tenses, and my whole body starts to tingle, and I scream out his name as I ride out my orgasm.

  His hands roam my body, and he tweaks my nipples causing my orgasm to last even longer. He grunts in my ear a few more times, until he moans my name followed by a few choice curse words.

  Dropping his forehead to my chest, he huffs out trying to catch his breath. Rolling over, Dom settles on his side, and pulls me in his arms so that my back is to his front. One of his arms is under my head, while the other cups my pussy.

  Running his tongue along my neck, he places open mouth kisses, and then buries his face in my hair. “I asked for some time off before I came home,” his voice is deep, and he sounds exhausted.

  “How long do you have?” I ask turning in his arms so that we are face to face.

  “Not very long, but I want to make this shit official. I want you, me, and Ax to all have the same last name. You’re his mother and I’m his father. I want us to be a family.”

  My mouth drops open and I’m speechless. I can feel the tears threatening to spill.

  “What’s wrong baby?” he whispers kissing my cheeks. Wiping my eyes, I kiss his lips.

  “Nothing, I’m just so happy. I never knew I could be this happy,” tucking my face into his neck, I thank God that everything happened the way that it did.

  If Danny didn’t sleep with my sister, then I would have never met Anslie or Dominic. They have both helped me see how happy life and love can be, and I will be proud to call Anslie and the rest of the guys my family.

  Hell, I am the most excited about being Dom’s wife, and Axle’s mom. I know when he gets older, he will learn the truth, and I hope he does. I just hope I show him that even though I didn’t give birth to him, I still love him like I did.

  Laying in Dom’s arms, I think about the babies we will hopefully have one day. I wonder if they will all take after him, or if they would take after me.

  His hands run up and down my naked back, and I can’t help but cuddle into him more.

  “Baby,” he yawns.

  “Yeah?” I ask using my fingers to draw his tattoos.

  “I will be keeping you barefoot and pregnant.”

  Snorting, I cover my mouth, and try not to sound like I’m dying. “And how many kids are you expecting me to have?” I ask with a giggle.

  “As many as I can get,” he says running his finger against my clit. Moaning a little, I run my hands down his chest. “I think we should practice some more.”

  Flipping me on my stomach, he helps me to my hands and knees, and whispers against my neck, “A girl after my own heart.”

  Spending the rest of the night tangled up in the sheets and a few dozen orgasms later, we fall onto the bed spent and exhausted. Falling asleep in his arms every night is exactly how I plan to spend as many nights as I can.

  Chapter Thirty-Seven

  Waking up after our late night, I can’t help but want to feel my girl up again. Fuck her body is perfect, and I want to drown in her every minute. But, I also miss the little man since I’ve barely seen him since I got home.

  Kissing along Coley’s neck, I wake her up, and coax her into the shower. “Dom,” she pouts, “I’m so tired. I just wanna go back to sleep.” Kissing her head, I pull her into the small ass shower in my room.

  “Too bad, I want to go get our little man and take him home.” At that statement, her eyes light up, and she stops dragging her feet and gets in the shower. After a little shower play time, we finally get out and get dressed, so we can go get Axle from Emily.

  Once we pick up Axle from Emily, I drive us over to the diner by the clubhouse to grab some food since I don't feel like cooking, and I wore Coley out last night so I doubt she wants to make anything to eat.

  Opening the door for Coley, when she gets out of the truck, I grab her ass and kiss her, then make my way to get Ax from the backseat.

  Grabbing Coley’s hand, we walk inside and grab a table close to the window. “Gosh I’m so tired,” she complains as she looks through the menu.

  Smirking, I just tickle Axle, and tell him that I wore his momma out last night. He starts to giggle, and I can’t help but laugh too.

  Once our food is ordered and we get our drinks, Coley grabs his diaper bag and finds a bottle of formula to feed him. Picking him up from his car seat, Coley sets him on her lap. After missing the bottle for her, I set it next to them, and people watch. After checking the area, I go back to watching them.

  Once we all have eaten, I pay the check, and we make our way out to the truck. While I’m putting Axle’s car seat in the truck, I see someone come walking towards Coley. I see her tense up, and I know something is wrong.

  Once I get Axle’s seat buckled in, I turn and see the guy trying to corner her against the building. Leaving the truck door open, I walk the few steps to them, and grab his shoulder and pull him away from her.

  “Who the fuck are you?” I ask seething. As much as I want to kill this fucker for even touching her, I don’t want to scare her.

  “Mind your own fucking business asshole,” he spits at me.

  “Wrong answer,” I say before I swing my arm and connect with his cheek bone. His head flies to the left and Coley winces, but doesn’t move until she hears Axle crying in the truck. “Let’s try that again. Who the fuck are you and why are you putting your hands on my ole’ lady?”

  He rubs his cheek before he tries to swing at me, missing me by a foot. Pushing him against the wall, I lean into him. “Not gonna ask again,” I state putting my hand on this throat and cutting off his air.

  “Danny what are you doing here?” Turning my head to look behind me, I see Coley holding Axle on her hip. He’s staring at me with huge eyes, so I loosen my grip on Danny, and make sure to stay between them. He won’t be putting another hand on her again.

  “Collette you are coming home. You are done playing house with this trash,” he spits. He’s lucky they are standing here or I would be showing him who the trash was.

  Watching her expression out of the corner of my eye, I can see how much he hurt her. I never want her to have the look in her eyes because of me. I won’t let it happen.

  “I already told you no. You ruined us. You were fucking my sister! How long were you fucking her for? Oh wait, let me guess. The whole time and I bet you still are to this day.” I see him flinch at her words and that gives me all the answers I need. There is no fucking way he will ever get her back.

  His eyes roam her and our son until they land on the ring on her left ring fi
nger. “You’re marrying this lunatic?” he asks with wide eyes.

  She walks up to me and wraps her free arm around my waist. “Unlike you, Dom would never hurt me intentionally.”

  Smirking at this sad excuse of a man, I state, “Hell mother fucker, I’m not stupid enough to throw away the best thing that’s ever walked into my life either,” I kiss her on the lips, and I can hear the fucker grind his teeth. I hope he comes at me. I want to put this fucker to the pavement so damn bad.

  I hear him move, so I push Coley and Axle behind me. “You’re a fucking whore!” he screams at her.

  Seeing red, I grab him by the neck, and push him against the wall. “Say one more thing about her and you’ll wish you never knew her or me.”

  I hear him choking and so I put a little more pressure causing him to gasp and try to push me away from him.

  “Dom he isn’t worth the effort.” Letting him go, I walk over to her and wrap an arm around her. “You’re right baby. He’s the moron who lost you, while I’m the lucky bastard who found you.”

  Danny slides to the ground and rubs at his throat. Releasing Coley and Axle, I walk over to him, and lean down so we are level. “If I ever hear that you have tried to contact her again, I won’t be letting you walk away. Stay the fuck away from my fiancée,” I grit out. He shrinks back when I raise my hand a little. What a fucking pussy.

  Getting up, I walk over to Coley, and lead her to the back to the truck to strap Axle in. Watching Danny stare at us, I ask, “What the fuck did you see in him?” Her giggles fill the cab and his head perks up, like she’s gonna say something nice to him.

  “I have no idea. He’s a cheater, a liar, and has a small dick,” she giggles a little more before she says something else. “Oh yeah and he only likes it missionary, unless he’s fucking my sister,” she walks away from the back seat and closes the door.

  Grabbing her ass, I look right at him. “Don’t worry baby, I’ll only fuck you missionary after we’ve gone through all the other positions tonight,” I wink at him and help her into the truck.

  Walking over to the driver’s side, I flip him the bird, get in the truck, and make my way home.

  Chapter Thirty-Eight

  Once we get home, I slide over to his side of the truck, and wrap my arms around his neck. “I love you,” I say pressing a kiss to his lips. “You are the best and I can’t wait to be your wife,” I say in between kisses. He gets a smile on his face, and he pulls me to straddle his lap.

  “Love you too.” Before he can say anything else, Axle starts to cry, so he opens the door and turns so I can get out. Going to the back seat, I unstrap Axle and take him out of his car seat.

  Kissing his little cheek, I say, “I love you too little boy.” He grabs my hair and smiles through the crocodile tears he was just sporting. Dom walks up to us and just laughs.

  “Little man, that was a dirty little trick you just pulled,” Axle reaches for Dom and he takes him from me. “But I like your style.” Laughing, I walk into the house with them following behind me.

  “Damn Coley your ass is fucking perfect,” he groans.

  Turning to look at him, I keep walking, and add a little sway to my hips. Groaning he mutters something under his breath, and I can’t help but smile. Making my way to the sectional, I curl up, and lay my head on the arm of the couch. I watch Dom move around the house with Axle, whispering in his ear. Each time Dom tells him something, he claps his hands and laughs.

  Watching them interact makes my heart happy, and I know that I am exactly where I’m supposed to be; right here with Dom and Axle.

  Closing my eyes, I listen to them for a while before I fall asleep.

  Being woken up by Dom placing kisses along my neck is probably the best way to wake up from a nap. “Hey sleepy head,” he places another kiss right below my ear, and then moves to lay next to me on the couch.

  “Hi,” I whisper. “Where’s Axle?” I ask trying to look around Dom’s wide shoulders.

  Running his nose along my jaw, he says, “I put him down for a nap a little while ago.” His breath smells like a mix of mint and tobacco. Kissing his lips, I wrap my arms around his neck, and pull him closer to me.

  “I have plans for the three of us, but I have to invite two other people. Who do you want it to be?” his voice is low and sexy and I can’t help but clench my thighs.

  “What are you planning?” I ask with a grin. He kisses my nose.

  “Answer the question first.” I run my fingers over his longer beard. Typically it’s short, but he hasn’t shaved since he got out of prison, so it’s extra long, and I can’t say that I hate it. It kinda turns me on.

  “Focus Cole. I can see the lust in your eyes and I need to know who to call before I take you on the couch.” Grinning, I run my hands down his chest and down to the top of his jeans.

  Before I can reach my hand inside, he stops me by grabbing my hands and holding them together in one of his. “Babe,” he growls.

  Giggling, I lean in to kiss his lips, but he keeps his mouth away from mine so I can’t reach him. Pouting, I say, “Fine! Your sister.” He finally brings his mouth to mine and I take advantage. When his tongue slips into my mouth, I get my hands free, and undo his jeans.

  Once my hand grips his cock, I know he’s hard and ready for me. He was getting all hot and bothered by the banter between us.

  Pulling his cock out of his jeans, I stroke him a few times. He shifts so I am on top of him. Sliding down his body, I lick my lips before I come in contact with his cock.

  Running my tongue along the tip, I hear his breath deepen and his hands go straight to my hair. Taking him as deep as I can, I moan, and his hands grip my hair tighter. “Fuck Coley,” he groans as I begin working his cock with my hands and mouth.

  Working my mouth and hand in sync, I trail my other hand to his balls and gently roll them in my palm. “Cole. Fuck I’m gonna come,” he moans, pulling my hair harder. Using my teeth, I lightly run them on his shaft as I pull back and he pulls my head down on his cock more.

  “Fuck,” he yells as he coats my throat with his cum. Licking him clean, he pulls me up his body, and kisses me deeply.

  “Damn Cole,” he pants out. Smiling, I lay my head on his chest. He tries to flip me over, but I tell him to call his sister first.

  He growls but when I give him my ‘don’t mess with me look’. He pulls his jeans up so he can get his phone out of his pocket.

  I watch him dial her number and then wait for her to answer. He puts it on speaker phone and sets it next to my head.

  “Hello?” she asks breathless. Giggling, I know exactly what they were just doing. “Hey little girl,” Dom says with his lip curled in disgust. I slap his chest and he gives me a dirty look.

  “Hey big brother?” she asks.

  “What the fuck does your brother want? Tell him we are busy,” I hear Brant say in the background.

  Giggling, I tell Anslie hi. “Ooh Coley. Hi! Did you do what I told you last night?” Dom looks at me questionably and I just smirk.

  “Yeah I did. You were right,” I say.

  “Okay enough about your girly shit. Ans what are you and dipshit doing tonight?” he huffs out.

  Anslie giggles and Brant says, “Fuck you asshole”. Brant gets on the phone and states, “I’m planning on fucking your sister all night.” Dom shakes his head and acts like he’s gagging.

  “Well can you give up a few hours and come with us as witnesses?” Anslie starts to scream “yes” over and over again. Dom covers the phone and looks over at Axle who is still conked out.

  “Damn sis, Axle’s asleep.”

  “Sorry, but I’m so excited! We can have Emily watch the boys longer.” I hear Brant mumbling something, but can’t make out the words.

  “Okay meet us at the strip at seven.” They agree and Dom just hangs up without another word.

  “Come on babe, you have a few hours to get ready,” he kisses my nose and then gets up, leaving me on the couch.

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p; He walks over to Axle’s pack n play and picks him up. “Where you guys going?” I ask looking over the back of the couch at them.

  “We need to get some outfits for tonight,” he winks at me. ‘We’ll be back in a little while baby.” I blow him a kiss and watch them walk out the door. Getting up off the couch, I make my way into the master bathroom to get ready.

  Chapter Thirty-Nine

  Taking the little man to get a fucking rockin’ outfit is harder than I thought. I have no fucking idea what size he wears, so I check his little jeans and shirt to see what Coley bought him last.

  After looking for a good ten minutes, some girl walks over, and asks if we need any help. We’ve been in store after store and nothing has been remotely good enough from tonight.

  She looks me up and down and licks her lips like I’m her next conquest. “Hey handsome,” she purrs.

  “Oh my god you are so stinkin’ cute!” she says to Axle. He gives her a weird look, and looks like he’s about to cry. My boy knows who his momma is.

  “We are looking for some wedding clothes for him,” I state looking at the jeans in front of us.

  “Oh well who is getting married?” she asks putting her hand on my forearm. I look at her and push her hand off me.

  “I am,” I say. She moves closer to me, and I know she still thinks she has a chance with me.

  “Look, I’m not interested in you, I’m getting married in an hour and we just need some clothes so I can get back to my fiancée.” She backs away without another word and points me in the direction of the little fancy clothes they have.

  I spend a few minutes looking at their selection of baby dressy clothes, and end up grabbing a dark pair of baby jeans and a black little button up for him. Once I get his clothes picked out, I walk over to the shoe section, and find some little boots that fit his small feet.

  We make our way to the men’s department so I can find something to wear. Every woman who passes us, stares at us, and they says how cute Axle is. Once I find a new pair of jeans and a button up to match Axle, I make my way to the register and pay for everything. Getting a few more stares, I ignore them and take the bags. Axle and I make our way to the truck without any more incidents.