OUR UNLIKELY BABY_Blacksteel Bandits MC

by Paula Cox

  Pressing his fingers under her blouse, he dragged his hand across her sides, the sensation of his hold causing her body to tremble. As he tickled her sensitive flesh, Lena gave him what he wanted, what she could no longer hide.

  “There we go,” he laughed as he wrapped his arm around her, his free hand easing her blouse from her body until her breasts were hard and waiting under his eyes. “Tell me you’re happy,” Jax whispered as he curled his hands over her soft mounds and looked into her eyes.

  “I want to be.”

  Lena couldn’t stop the slight crack in her voice, and Jax settled on his side, his hands slowly searching every curve of her breasts as he sucked in a ragged groan. “I get it, Lena,” he started. “Not the way I wanted this to go down either.”

  The sudden sadness in his stare pulled at her heart like an anchor trying to find rest in choppy waters, and she clung to his neck and gently kissed his brow. “What did you want, Jax?” she asked.

  “Something…you know.”

  “No,” Lena muttered as she shook her head against his chest. “You have to tell me.”

  Jax gritted his teeth and almost seemed to close in on himself when the flash in his emerald eyes returned, like he was coming up for air after a long time of being denied the privilege of clean breath pouring into his aching, burning lungs. “I wanted to treat you right,” he said. “Take you out of town. Like maybe get a real room somewhere.”

  Lena considered the idea, but as his face started to fall, she moved fast to gather his chin under her hand and peer into his eyes. “No tell motel,” she teased.

  “Not like that, Lena,” he insisted as he shook his head and kissed her hair. “Always kind of liked the idea that you were a princess I could hide away in some tower.”

  Lena tilted her head to the side and propped her body up on her elbow. “Did you now?” she asked, her eyes sparkling as she slowly peeled his shirt from his willing body. As soon as his muscles were under her eyes, her hands, Lena rested her head against his chest and sighed into his skin. “I could get down with you saving me,” she said. “From what happened. From what still might---”

  Jax bolted up and gathered her body in his rippling arms. “Never again,” he promised her. “I’ll die before he touches you.”

  “Please don’t say that!” she cried out as she clung to his broad back. “I don’t want you hurt. I just want…”

  “Lena?” Jax tilted her face towards hers, and he beamed down at her. “You can have anything that you want,” he insisted. “All you ever had to do was ask.”

  “Sort of thought you’d make the first move,” she confessed.

  Twirling one of her ruffled golden locks around his finger, Jax kissed her lips and winded his hand around her neck as he whispered into her eyes. “Want me to do that now?” he asked. “Want me to really make you smile?”

  Somehow she found the strength to nod in the wake of his gaze, and Jax took the cue without another word. He reverently eased her body back to the sheets and pulled her skirt from her thighs, her panties from her ass. Lena trembled under his stare, but she felt no fear as he tenderly searched the length of his legs with a tender stroke. His hands surrounded her thighs, and her body arched forward as he kneaded her waiting body and fell into her shivering sides.

  “I could just get off on this,” he said. “Looking at you. Touching you.”

  Lena chuckled as his hands moved up her body. She lifted her breasts for more of his hold when he stopped at her naval and swirled his finger around the small indent.

  “So soft,” he moaned. “So sweet.”

  For the slightest of seconds, without wanting to, Lena flashed back to her ordeal with Eric. There was nothing even close to gentle in his touch and no warmth in the man’s eyes. She had felt used during and for too many days after. But Jax was sweet. Jax was soft. Lena ran her hand down his arm and smiled again as soon as she found his fingers. “Touch me here,” she said as she parted her legs, her body opening to the promise of more of him.

  Jax followed her lead and brought his fingers close to her cunt. Lena shuddered when he grazed her watering folds, pushing and pulling back only to always return again, his hand moving deeper at the end of each stroke.

  “There,” she begged. “I don’t care where we are. I want you here.”

  Lena pushed him close to her point of climax and peered into his eyes. “Jax…”

  She flashed him a small smile, and he leaned forward to kiss her lips before making his move. Two fingers slipped inside her body, and she groaned at the moment of impact. Her eyelids fluttered, and Jax pushed deeper as her body opened around his gentle thrusts. His free hand brushed the fallen hair from her face as he reached up inside her. “Feels like you’ve wanted this all day,” he teased, and Lena blushed.

  “Ever since we left the creek,” she said. “Always.”

  Jax pulled out and started rubbing her flesh, her pleasure point vibrating as he massaged her tender skin. Lena reached for his wrist, wanting nothing more than to keep his hand on her pussy when a rush of blood seemed to swirl around her heart. Her veins were on fire as she started to cum around his fingers when Jax suddenly withdrew.

  “What are you doing?”

  He flipped to his back, and she glided onto his cock. Her body seized at the hardness burrowing its way into and around her, and she started to rock against his hips when he grabbed her hair. “I want to smile, too,” he said. “With you.”

  Lena fell into his mouth and kissed him fast. As her thighs crushed into his, Lena lifted her arms over his head and simply savored the pulse of his cock, her smile growing brighter as her gripped her sides and pulled her closer to the tail end of his desire.

  “Jesus Christ…”

  “And it’s for you,” he whispered. “All for you.”

  Biting down on her lip, Lena happily accepted the feel of his gift, his cock pushing her into the air as she dragged her nails down his taut chest and twisted her head above her shoulders. “I want you so much, Jax,” she moaned.

  He started to flood her body when he pulled away from the sheets and turned her to back. Kissing her with smiling lips, Lena took his hand in hers and brought his fingers to her breasts as she turned her kiss towards his arms.

  “Don’t stop touching me,” she said. “I… oh!”

  Jax honored her request with a singular thrust. As they melded into one throbbing mound, Lena grabbed his face and ran her tongue across her parted lips. “No,” she said.

  “No?” he asked. “Is something wrong? Doesn’t it feel good?”

  “Feels so good,” she assured him. “But I need your hands, Jax. I need all of you.”

  Jax took her into his arms and caressed her back as his hands drifted towards her ass. He cupped her quivering flesh and kept his hold tight as his cock locked around her pussy. Lena stretched closer to his chest and kissed his glistening pecs.

  “Thank you,” she said. “More. Give me---”

  “Everything, Lena.” He pulled her closer, and Lena’s skin felt as if it might shatter when he forced her voice to the ceiling. Even as he crushed into her cunt, she still relished the feel of his fingers running up and down her back. On the verge of a delicious brand of insanity, Lena took hold of his face and kissed him hard.

  “It is everything,” she echoed. “You are something special.”

  “Because I’m yours, Lena.”

  Her body brimmed on the precipice of a climax, and the smile left her lips when he started to pull way again, his fingers dotting her hair as he kissed her cheeks and winded his free arm around her ass.

  “Now?” he asked. “Do you want it to be now?”

  She nodded as he filled her, and even as she longed to keep him close, Lena lacked the strength to remain in his arms. She fell back to the bed as he stayed inside her, his cock finishing with as sharp swirl. Lena lifted her heavy arms to his neck and clasped him close, her body buzzing about the bed as she managed to moan into his cheek.

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�Yes,” she whispered. “I want that. This… always.”

  She felt his cock softening around her as he placed his fingers to her cheeks and kissed her brow. “And I want you, Lena,” he whispered. “No more questions. No more past. Now we just move forward. Together.”

  “And that…this is what you really want?” she asked.

  “Any future with you in it is where I want to be.”

  She curled her legs around his and sighed at the feel of him coming to rest inside her as he stroked her back and kissed her hair. “Will this really work?” she asked. “Can I have this every night?”

  Jax nodded into her breasts, his lips suckling her nipples as he moved up her body and found her lips. “I’ll make it happen,” he promised. “But right now?”

  Lena started to shift away when he kept her close to his chest.

  “Right now I want you to dream of all the good times we’ll have,” he said. “And we will have them, Lena.”

  She nodded and felt his arms surrounding her body as he pushed her deeper into sheets. Dragging the sheets over her satisfied frame, Lena cuddled against his side. Even as Jax pulled out, his arms tightened, and she rested her head against the sound of his pounding heart.

  “Is that for me, too?” she asked.

  “Of course.” Jax fondled her hair and stroked her back as they came to rest together.

  She just met his eyes and felt his fingers moving towards her lips. As soon as Lena spied his hand, she wrapped her lips around his finger, and she kissed him there, smiling as she suckled his flesh and sighing when he pushed away and resumed stroking her sides.

  “Rest now,” he whispered. “It’s been a hell of a day.” She groaned and knew he was right as he folded her in his arms and kissed her brow. “Tomorrow will be brighter, Lena. I’ll make that happen for you.”

  She slipped into sleep and smiled on the back of a dream. She saw Jax working on his bike as she wiped down a countertop and gazed at him through a great glass window. In the space of her dream, there was no worry, no fear, and she started to slip away from the sink as she reached for him with a wanting hand.

  Jax tossed a wrench aside and started to take her into his arms when a dark beard started to pour across his face, and Lena wheeled back at the sight of Eric Stiles coming into view.

  No! I don’t want you! He said you would never…

  But Eric was suddenly on top of her, clawing at her clothes, and as she heard Jax’s screams from what felt like a great distance, she started up from under the sheets and clasped her hands to her heaving chest.

  The strange bedroom felt safe. Because Eric wasn’t really there, and she felt sure that Artie would not give them away. Feeling for the other side of the bed, Lena expected Jax’s body under her hands. And she flinched when she realized no one was there.

  Slipping out from under the sheets, she draped his discarded shirt over her body. Lena started to call out his name when she held her tongue and moved towards the front door. Daring to take a few steps towards the shed, she thought better of looking for his bike, and her mind whirled at the thought that he might have left her in the night. Did he hope that she would understand and simply stay put? Lena still had no idea of where she was and how she could ever hope to make her way back home, and she cursed under her breath as she returned to the house. Suddenly, noises emanated from another room.

  The sound of running water told her someone was showering the dirt of the road from his back, and again she pictured Eric finding her and having his way with her. And Jax was nowhere to be found in her mind or in the flesh. No way he would just leave her to wake up alone, and Lena peeled through the drawers, her hands settling on a butcher’s knife as she moved slowly toward the cracked door.

  Lena clutched the base of the blade of tighter as she pushed the door completely open, ready to strike at the first sight of trouble.

  Chapter Eighteen

  “Where the hell is he?”

  Lena lurched towards the drawn tan shower curtain, the knife poised under her hand as she ripped the sheet away and prepared to strike.

  “Hey! Hold up a sec!”

  The edge of the knife was nearly at her would-be-assailant’s cheek when she gasped at the sight of Jax’s glistening, nude body dripping into the tub, his hand hard around the base of the knife as he pulled it from her grasp, and the blade fell to the shower floor.

  “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” he asked.

  Lena’s knees knocked together, and she started to swoon when he stepped from the tub and took her he into his arms and pressed his fingers to her face.

  “Jax, I thought that…”

  “Did you see something?” he asked.

  “More like didn’t,” she said. “You weren’t there when I woke up.”

  Jax’s shoulders fell, and he gathered her into his embrace as his lips dotted her head. “Sorry for that,” he said. “I should have known better. Just wanted to get cleaned up.”

  She got that, but Lena still ached at the thought that his body was so far away when she lifted her lids. When she needed him most.

  “Lena?”

  She looked into his eyes and sadly nodded her head. “I get it,” she said. “I just had a bad dream.”

  He started to press the point when he just took her into his arms. “That won’t last,” he promised. “Only good thoughts coming around the bend.”

  Lena smiled at the sound of that and tried be nothing but happy when she looked up at him again. “But right now we’re still in danger.”

  “No,” Jax insisted as he removed his shirt from her frame and brought her body deeper into the bath and plucked a tattered washcloth from the edge of the tub.

  “We’re going to beat this,” he continued. “As long as we’re smart.”

  To Lena’s mind, smart meant having him again. His body rocking against hers was the only thing that felt right, the only thing that made sense, and she stretched forward to kiss him when her heart caught in her throat, and she wheeled back as she held her head in her hands.

  “He’s smart, too,” Lena said. “And if he finds us---”

  “Then I’ll put him down like the dog he is.” Jax’s stare was hard as cradled her chin in his hands and pushed her body into the slick shower wall. Lena whimpered under the feel of his hold and tried to speak when Jax pressed his lips to hers. She sucked down the air leaving his lungs and clasped him close as his hands met her cunt again, and with no control over her limbs, Lena spread wide and started to grant him entry. “You said you wanted me to touch you,” he said.

  “You should have stayed in bed, Jax. I want you to be the first thing I see when I wake up.”

  “I get that,” he whispered into her ear. “Won’t go down like that again.”

  Lena forgot her anger as he ran his fingers down her cheeks and moaned into her neck.

  “Next time you’ll know if I have to go.”

  The thought of next time sent a chill up her spine, but before she could give into the fear, Jax grabbed her arms and smiled.

  “But I bet you’ll always find me,” he said. “At least promise you’ll keep looking.”

  Lena kissed him hard and wrapped her arms around her neck, her hair trailing down his back as her fingers surrounded his firm ass. “How can I not?” she asked. She stretched up to kiss him and swiftly sank back to her knees. His cock protruded under her eyes, and Lena kissed the tip with a sly smile. “But I’d rather you just stay.”

  He made no move to flee as Lena took his cock in her hand and began a slow, smooth stroke. He grew harder under the feel of her fingers, and she forgot everything that happened against her will. Without her consent. Because stroking and suckling him was something she wanted as much as he did. If not more, and Lena kissed the tip of his cock over and over again. Jax’s length grew harder under her lips, and she slowly parted her lips. Taking his cock into her mouth, she started to suckle and she winded her arms around his thighs as he filled her mouth and throbbed agains
t her tongue. Licking him harder and sucking quickly, Lena was ready to drink in his flow when he stunned her with a shift in his stance. She struggled and failed to keep his cock in her mouth when he pulled her body from the ground and pushed his tongue around hers.

  “Jax?” she managed, gasping as she clung to his arms. “Don’t you want me to make you feel good?”

  His eyes shimmered around the possibility, but instead of forcing her back to the ground, Jax pressed her body to the wall and stroked her cheeks. “But I want you to feel good, too,” he said. “Both of us together.”

  Before she could voice her approval, Jax slipped back inside her, and Lena would have fallen through space if it weren’t for the wet wall at her back. Suspended there, she offered no protest as Jax invaded her flesh. Lena gasped under the force of his swirl, and she tried to talk when he kissed her and pushed closer to her pussy.