Savage

by Kade, Teagan

  I place my hand on her stomach and feel the lightest of flutters against my palm. Her belly is little more than a light bulge, but the baby, a surprise to everyone, is healthy and growing quickly. Soon we’ll be a family of four, which admittedly is both an exciting and scary thought.

  I bring my hand away and take a second more to admire my wife, the sun starting to rise outside and with it a pink blanket of light that envelops everything in the room.

  How the fuck did you get so lucky? I ask myself.

  I can’t stop smiling as I consider it, because luck, useful as it is, had nothing to do with it.

  I’m tired, but I decide to jump in the shower first before slipping into bed beside Lexi and pulling her close. I’ll do so with caution, because this is our first pregnancy and I don’t want to do a single thing—touch her the wrong way, let her catch something or trip, eat something she shouldn’t—that could jeopardize the baby. I’ve spent my entire life wanting a family. Now I’ve finally got one, I won’t allow a single thing to mess it up.

  I place my hands against the cold tiles, dipping my head to allow the hot stream of water to funnel down between my shoulder blades and buttocks, the tension of travel slipping away.

  I hear the shower door open and turn to find Lexi standing there.

  She wraps her arms around me, stepping into the stream of water and her eyes such a crystalline, deep blue I wonder how this beautiful woman I call my wife can actually be human.

  “I missed you,” she says. “We missed you.”

  I watch her kneel before me and take my soapy cock in her hand, lightly pumping away at it before placing it between her lips. Meanwhile, her hand reaches around behind me, a lone finger running between my ass cheeks and applying pressure to my anus.

  The head of my cock pops free of her mouth. She sweeps her wet hair together and draws it over a shoulder. She applies more pressure with her fingertip, my cock jerking in response. “Remember this?”

  I place my hand against the shower door for support, breathing harder. “How could I forget?” I reply, my thoughts turning back to the first night we made love and the wonders that followed.

  I growl low, pressing my hips forward as my cock taps lightly at the back of her throat, water running down my chest and thighs.

  I begin to move quicker, always careful not to overwhelm her, but Lexi has no problems taking my full length. She does it with ease and style, taking her own pleasure in the act.

  I look down to see her hand release my cock and move between her spread legs. I kick forward at the sight, but still she remains focused, her tongue tracing the underside of my cock as it runs in and out.

  Those eyes looking up at me, not an inch of my member showing, her lips pressed tight around the root and her hand working frantically below… Any more and I’ll explode.

  I draw away and help her up, turning her around and pressing her against the wall, lifting a leg and hooking it under my arm before I press my cock inside her velvety depths.

  She’s wet for me.

  She always is.

  I drive easily inside, the sound of the water moving through the showerhead drowning out her moaning, the weight of her breasts welcome against my chest as I take her.

  I grunt again and don’t know if I’ve ever been this deep. The intensity of the sensation is incredible, or maybe it’s the fact this is the longest we’ve been apart.

  I don’t know about the heart, but my cock has sure grown fonder these last few days in anticipation of this very moment.

  She squeezes the muscles between her thighs and I almost lose it, laughing together with her, kissing and taking her face in hand while the water continues to spill over us, between us and the new life growing there.

  I can feel her milking and gripping my dick, teasing me towards orgasm.

  I respond by finding her ear with the tip of my tongue, tracing its perimeter until she’s shaking against the tiles.

  “Come,” she whispers, her breath hot. “Come with me.”

  I plant my feet for greater traction and thrust into her as deep as I can go.

  “Come,” she repeats.

  I can resist no longer. A few more frantic strokes and I feel her release, the quickened convulsions of her climax that lead to my own. I nuzzle against the wet curtain of her hair and cry out, exploding inside her hot and hard until my vision narrows and I’m overcome with a strange lightheadedness.

  I let her leg down and my cock slips away. I cup her face in my hands and press my lips against hers, drawing back and admiring its flawless symmetry and beauty.

  She’s smiling. “Welcome home, baby.”

  LEXI

  I’m lying like a starfish, my arms and legs akimbo and that wonderful warmth between my legs following sex I’ll never tire of.

  Dex is similarity spent beside me, his beautiful cock twitching against his chest. “Can you believe how far we’ve come?” he asks, the man who was once so self-centered becoming surprisingly introspective and deep of late. Then again, I didn’t think having kids would change me, but here I am close to a completely different person than I was sneaking around at Ian’s beck and call.

  “No,” I reply simply, laughing, “and we’ve still got a long way to go, you do realize. One day that daughter of yours is going to bring a boyfriend home, who you’ll no doubt hate. If she’s anything like her mother, she’ll drive us both to the brink of insanity with her angsty, teenage ways, and when she’s loses her vi—”

  Dex rolls onto his side, his hand cradling his head. “She’s losing nothing,” he cuts in. “She’s going to remain completely asexual. Either that or she can take up lesbianism. I’m good with that.”

  I have to laugh. “Wow, look at you getting all protective before she’s even lost her first tooth. God help you when she gets her first period.”

  He rolls on top of me, smiling, a finger on my lips. “Any more and I’m going to run out that door right now.”

  “Dada!” comes a small voice down the hall.

  Dex collapses back onto his side of the bed, checking the alarm clock. “At least she’ll sleep when she’s a teenager.”

  Just as he says it the baby starts kicking. I give a small yelp, my hands going to my fast-ballooning belly.

  Dex is bolt upright, his face knotted with concern. “You okay?”

  I smile, bringing his hand across so he can feel. “It’s just David Beckham here, trying to boot his way out.”

  “I thought we didn’t know the sex,” he replies.

  I give him The Look. “Seriously? The way this thing’s moving around, a bundle of energy. Oh, it’s definitely got a penis, alright, takes after his father.”

  “Dada!” comes the call again, more urgent now.

  Dex rolls up into a sitting position on the side of the bed, pushing himself up and hunting for underwear in the dresser.

  I have to smile because it’s still the best butt in all of Tamanass, as good now as it was the first time I watched Dex all those years ago. Now he’s mine, all mine, and it’s such a selfish, wonderfully delicious thought I can’t help but laugh.

  He turns around, looking behind himself. “What is it? You laughing at my Dad ass?”

  “Oh, Daddy’s going to get what’s coming to him tonight, don’t you worry.”

  “Da-da!” comes the third call.

  Dex pulls on his underwear and shrugs. “Looks like everyone is up then. Guess I’ll get started on breakfast.”

  I sit up and spread my legs a little wider, licking my top lip. “Just make sure to save some whipped cream for later.”

  Note From Teagan:

  And so we wrap up the boys from Hell’s Bitters. This has been such a fun series to write and hopefully I can return to it in the future. I hope you enjoyed Savage and, if so, please leave a short review. It’s always much appreciated. If you missed Dean’s story, check out Feral, and likewise for Deric and Edie in Reckless. Thanks once more for being part of this series. Now, where do you buy a
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  Teagan Kade thinks talking about yourself in the third person is silly, just like her collection of snow globes and rare manga. When she’s not being silly, she’s hanging out with her own Brock and two children in the south of Australia, dreaming of new characters and torturous ways they can get themselves into trouble. Teagan loves hearing from her readers, all of whom are as dear to her heart as salted caramel cookies. Shoot her an email at: teagan@teagankade.com. She doesn’t bite.

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  She’s my best friend’s sister.

  But I don’t see ‘off limits’. I see a challenge.

  Little Ava’s come home with curves in all the right places and a sassy mouth to match.

  She’s forbidden forest fruit ripe for the ravaging.

  I should stay away. I know that. I’d be betraying my best friend’s trust if I did anything else.

  Her family always had the perfect house, the perfect lives.

  Hell, they were the descendants of the guy who founded the damn town for f*ck’s sake.

  Me? I was just some latchkey kid with a dead dad and anger problems who hung around her brother, getting him into trouble.

  I had no place hanging around her back then and I sure as hell don’t have any business doing so now.

  But what felt like a craving before, a desire to taste, has suddenly turned into starvation.

  There’s no use avoiding or denying it.

  I want her.

  And I’ll have her.

  But I’m going to take her body before I take her heart.

  Adagio: A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance

  One dirty Russian, coming right up.

  I’m a billionaire virtuoso.

  My hands are magical on and off the stage.

  That’s to say nothing of the finely tuned instrument between my legs.

  Life’s easy when you’ve got more money than God.

  A new girl every day of the week.

  Endless, panty-dropping charm.

  Until Little Miss Innocent walked through my office door.

  She’s my new personal assistant, untouched and unconquered.

  I want to be her first, her everything.

  To make her sing.

  There’s just one problem...

  She’s not who she says she is

  And the truth’s going to break more than her heart.

  Brute: A Bad Boy Small Town Romance

  I’m gonna be her first and her last.

  I’m bringing more than a big wallet to this small town.

  I bought the local auto shop—lube jobs are on the house.

  Until the heavenly slice of country pie that is Jeanie.

  With her wide eyes and sugar sweet body, she’s a picture of innocence.

  She says she needs my help with a ‘personal project’.

  And I’m more than happy to oblige.

  Provided I can keep her as*hole ex-boyfriend at arm’s length.

  He wants to be first to pop her cherry.

  But I don’t do second place.

  Never have.

  Never will.

  It’s going to be perfect.

  Just as long as she doesn't find out what I'm running from…

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  He’s got the biggest bat on campus… and he knows how to use it.

  Asher Slade, AKA ‘Slugger’. Hellcats captain, shameless womanizer, and grade A as*hole.

  I can’t stand his kind, so imagine my joy when I’m tasked with babysitting Sir C*ck-A-Lot during his college-imposed community service. He thinks I’m easy, that I’m going to fall to my knees the same way his opponents do.

  But he’s wrong.

  I have dreams. I’m going places. The last thing I need is a walking hard-on getting in my way. Problem is, I’m already picturing him… between my sheets, my legs, his dirty mouth doing dirty things.

  I should be running a mile, so why can’t I stop thinking about those coral eyes and cut body?

  I’m not going to fall for him.

  Promise.

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