Quinn barks out a loud, sexy laugh, launching my dick from within her. I scoop up all of my dribbling come and shove it back in her, working my fingers in and out until I’m hard again. Then I go about my sacrifice, spending the night filling her with enough come to get her pregnant with a litter.
“Mornin’,” I groan as I slide my red raw dick into Quinn’s tightly swollen pussy from behind, spooning her against my chest.
“Ah,” she hisses.
“Want me to stop?”
“No.”
I move in and out slowly, pinching her nipple and rubbing her clit. A shudder runs through her body as she comes quickly, whimpering in ecstasy. She’s overly sensitive from a night of sex, so making her come takes barely a touch at this point.
I pull her thigh up so I can move faster and deeper, giving me better access to her clit. As I begin to pound into her, I nuzzle her neck before biting her flesh. She tastes like sweat and sex with a hint of her milk and honey.
Quinn rolls onto her stomach and I follow. She keeps her chest in the mattress as she raises her hips. Fuck yes! I slam into her, filling the room with wet slapping sounds. I trace her asshole with my index finger, causing her breath to hitch and an animalistic growl to rumble from my chest. She presses her hips back against me as I pound and play. I put a little more pressure on her ass and she comes, dropping her hips in exhaustion. I pick her back up, holding her to me as I ram into her a few more times before coming with a roar.
We collapse on the mattress, heaving and panting. I’m light-headed from all the exertion of our night together. My parents came and got the kids for us half an hour ago. Quinn doesn’t know because she was dead to the world.
“My parents came for the kids thirty minutes ago. Let’s sleep for a while before I make you mine again,” I murmur into her neck, rolling us onto our sides, keeping my dick in her the best I can.
She grunts in response before passing out. Her soft snores fill the room and make me fall asleep with a contented smile on my lips.
“Kieran,” Quinn’s soft voice wakes me up.
“Huh?” I grunt.
“You need to let me up. I have to pee,” she whimpers.
I have her caged beneath me. I always sleep with her wrapped up tightly. It anchors me somehow.
I roll off her and she flies from the bed. She’s been trying to wake me up for a while, based on the speed of her run. The toilet flushes and the shower kicks on. Hell, no—is she taking a shower without me? I climb from the bed and strip the sheets quickly. These things should be framed instead of washed. I leave them in a pile at the end of the bed before walking into the bathroom.
Quinn is standing motionless under the rain shower with her head tipped back, enjoying the steamy water. It’s the most erotic vision my eyes have ever seen. I slide in the shower behind her and wrap my arms around her tiny wet body.
“I’m walkin’ funny and it hurt to wipe. You’ve accomplished your goal,” she says, pushing my wandering hands off her tits. “I don’t think your pinky would fit in me right now.”
“I’m sorry. I got a little carried away last night and this morning. Are you okay?” Now I feel bad and a little proud.
“Just tired and sore. It was a great night. Thank you.”
She spins in my arms and reaches up with her arms around my neck. I lean down and place a small kiss on her lips before pulling back. If I don’t I’ll try to get my dick in her and that doesn’t sound like it’s on the menu.
We wash and kiss each other before climbing out. I dry her from head to toe before carrying her back to the bed. We put on new sheets before sliding in together. Quinn puts her head on my chest lightly, tracing my tattoos with her leg slung over mine.
My phone rings, bringing us out of our trance.
“Yeah?” I bark into the phone.
“Mancini’s men are makin’ a move toward Kansas City,” Connor growls into the phone.
“Shit!”
I sit straight up, pulling Quinn with me.
“Don’t know when, but there’s a lot of chatter in the streets about Shannon killin’ one of theirs while they had her.”
“That’s fuckin’ bullshit. They could give two fucks about that. Watch those motherfuckers like a hawk. If they hop a plane, I wanna know before the wheels go up.”
“Got it, boss.”
We hang up.
“I’ve gotta make some calls,” I murmur into Quinn’s wet hair.
“Everything okay?”
“Fine. Just business,” I lie. She’s so close to Shannon, I don’t want her worrying. I’m not too worried. The Mancini Crime Family is pretty much gone at this point. Shannon’s case against them is coming to trial soon, I’m guessing that’s why they want to try to take her out. Motherfuckers! There aren’t many men left so I can track them easily.
“Get some sleep. I’ll be back in a bit,” I say as I swing my legs from the bed.
“I love you,” she calls out sweetly.
“Love you, too.”
She watches me as I walk away to get dressed. When I come back, she’s soundly asleep. I head down to the basement and start making calls. I’ll be damned if I let something else happen to Shannon Kelly on my watch.
Quinn
Kieran woke me up at the crack of dawn to tell me he had to leave town on business. I didn’t ask any questions because I could see on his face that I needed to just listen to him. He was full of fury and determination. Most people would be nervous in moments like this, but I feel calm. Kieran can take care of himself and any business he needs to deal with.
It’s Labor Day, so that sucks. I wish Kieran was here so we could have our last day together before Jack starts school tomorrow, but Kieran assured me he’d be back as soon as he could be.
As I set Jack’s waffles down in front of him, my phone rings. I grab it quickly, thinking it’ll be Kieran telling me he’s coming home, but it’s Shannon.
“Hey,” I answer happily.
“You won’t guess where I am,” she rasps in the phone, sounding like shit.
“Where?” I ask concerned.
“The fuckin’ hospital.”
“What? What’s wrong with you?”
“I puked my guts out all day yesterday so Kel and the guys brought me into the ER last night.”
“I’m so sorry. Do you have the flu or something?”
Please don’t let it be something worse.
“Or something…I’m pregnant!” she squeals.
“What?!” I scream, making both kids jump. I smile at them to let them know that was a happy scream and they go back to enjoying each other’s company.
“With twins,” she says in disbelief.
“No way,” I respond with my jaw hitting the floor. She’s got a three month old at home. Holy shit!
“Yes. Fuckin’ insanity, Quinn.”
“Your man does quick work. When’re you due?”
“March eighth. Can you believe that? Kel knocked me up the first time we went at it on the way home from Seattle,” she huffs, like she didn’t love every second of joining the mile high club.
“Don’t tell Kieran, he’ll make it a competition,” I say through a laugh.
“Kieran? You’re back together? What the fuck, Quinn? Way to leave your girl hangin’!”
“Sorry. I was gonna call you yesterday, but we haven’t been very social if you know what I mean.”
“No shit. I’m surprised you’re not tied to a bed somewhere.”
“I can barely walk, Shannon,” I groan.
She bursts into raspy full belly laughs, dragging me along with her.
“I’m so happy for you both. This is awesome. If he knocks you up we can be pregnant and bitchy together. Kel and Kieran can complain about us to each other. Ooh, I hope he has good swimmers!” That’s the girliest thing I’ve ever heard Shannon say. Pregnancy hormones must be making her more…I don’t know what word to use. Girly?
“If he didn’t succeed gettin’ me pregnant,
something’s wrong with one of us.”
“My caveman is givin’ me the stink eye so I better get off here. I’ll call you once they release me later today or tomorrow. Kiss the kids for me.”
“Feel better and kiss Johnny from all of us. Tell Dylan congratulations for me. You wanna tell Kieran yourself or do you want me to pass on your good news?”
“Maybe Kel wants to tell him,” she waits for confirmation. “Yeah, Kel says he’ll call Kieran in a little bit to pass on the news.”
“Okay. I’m so happy for you guys. Love you,” I coo, brimming with joy.
“Love you, too. Talk to you later.”
“Bye.”
We hang up and my heart beats a little faster for the two lives about to join our crazy family.
“When’s Daddy comin’ home?” Jack asks around a mouthful of waffles, dribbling syrup.
“I don’t know, Baby. Later today sometime.”
“Are we movin’ home now?”
“Yes. We’ll move all our stuff while you’re at school tomorrow.”
“Cool. I like it at Grandma and Grandpa’s, but I missed Daddy,” he says honestly.
“I missed him, too. I’m sorry that our grown up problems made you sad.”
I sit down in the chair across the table from him and spoon some baby oatmeal into Ash’s mouth.
“You were really sad without Daddy, huh?”
“I was sad without Daddy, but we needed some time away from each other to figure out stuff.”
“Will we have to go away again?”
“No, we’re here for good now.”
I say that confidently because it’s true. I won’t leave Kieran again. We can work through whatever comes our way. I’m ready for our life together to blossom and grow to its full potential. I won’t run again. That girl is gone.
“That’s good. I like my room.”
If Kieran succeeds in getting me pregnant, we’re going to have to move soon. The three bedrooms are already full and there’s no room to add on to this house. At least, I don’t think there is. The thought kind of makes me sad. I love this house. I don’t want to have to leave it. There’s a future talking point for Kieran and me.
It seems a little crazy to dive back into our relationship like we didn’t spend months away from each other, but I think Kieran and I only have two speeds: all the way or nothing at all. I like moving at high speed with him. I feel like I was under a veil of blackness the last few months and the quickness of our reconnection blew it right off me. My world feels bright and full of life today in a way that I’ve been missing.
I’m happy with my new friends, working at Brogan’s and teaching self-defense with Owen, but being without Kieran made everything feel a little less good. I missed everything about him. I’m excited to share my life with him. I’m finally starting to believe in happy endings.
“Daddy!” Jack squeals as he runs to the front door of Brogan’s.
Kieran glides in with that winning swagger until Jack launches into his arms. They have an animated conversation as they walk back toward the group. We’re having an unconventional Labor Day party. The alley is full of grills and food while the party is in the gym. Everyone is here, from fighters to The Crew. Ian, Connor, Owen, Sofia, Mike and Alex have been my main entertainment for the day waiting for Kieran to get back.
“Hey,” Kieran purrs into my neck as he kisses it.
Jack climbs off Kieran and attacks an unsuspecting Connor, who topples to the ground dramatically with an oof.
“Did you hear?” I jump excitedly, wrapping my arms around his neck. He gathers me up against his torso with his cocky grin smearing his face.
“About?” he teases. I know he knows. I narrow my eyes at him, feigning frustration. He laughs a deep rumbling chuckle at me before pressing his lips to mine.
“I just got back from Kansas City. I know about the twins,” he murmurs against my lips. I go rigid at his answer. Kieran pulls his face back from mine, offering a small smile.
“You had business in Kansas City?” Oh fuck, someone was going after Shannon. My heart pounds into my throat with fear and concern. She’s in the hospital sick. No way could she protect herself.
“She’s fine, Quinn. I got there in time. It was a fucked situation, but everything’s fine now. That was the last of anything happening to Shannon Kelly,” he states emphatically.
“I need to call her. I can’t believe you didn’t tell me! I coulda warned her!”
“I woulda told you had I known it would go as far as it did. I had to move fast and it left no time to tell you or Shannon. I tried gettin’ a hold of ’em once I landed, but no one was answerin’ phones since she was sick and in the hospital.”
“Fine. There you go bein’ all sweet and reasonable when I’m tryin’ to be mad at you,” I complain.
“Sorry,” he says sweetly before capturing my mouth in a searing kiss that earns a few hoots and hollers from onlookers.
“I’ve gotta get you pregnant now. Kellerman knocked Shannon up with twins in one try. I can’t let that pretty boy outshine me,” Kieran whispers into my ear. “I’m shootin’ for quadruplets.”
“You’re insane,” I say through a snort.
Kieran smacks my ass and gives me a pointed look, letting me know he’s serious about getting me pregnant before he dives to the floor to join Owen, Alex, Connor and Jack.
“I’m pregnant,” Sofia whispers into my ear.
“No,” I whisper, shocked, glancing at Mike who is nothing but pleased with himself.
“I know it’s early, but I love him and it just happened. I was on the pill so I don’t know how, but I’m so freakin’ happy I don’t care,” she squeals, wrapping me in her long lanky arms.
“Hey if you’re both happy that’s all that matters,” I murmur, squeezing her tight. “Don’t tell Kieran yet. If he hears another man has successfully knocked his woman up he’ll tie me to the bed. I can barely walk today as it is.”
Sofia tips her head back in boisterous laughter, drawing the attention of Kieran who quirks a brow at us. I shrug. My vagina can take no more…at least until tonight.
I unwrap from Sofia and approach Mike with a dazzling smile plastered on my face. He enfolds me in his arms, dragging my feet off the ground.
“Congratulations,” I whisper, kissing his cheek. Mike has become a good friend to me. He’s sat and talked to me about Kieran for hours on end. He’s been kind and supportive, never questioning my crazy ramblings. Mike’s just been there for me.
“Thanks,” he says through a broad smile. “I’m gonna set you down before those three come over here and pound on me.” I assume he’s referring to Owen, Connor and mostly Kieran.
“You can hug me if you want. I won’t let ’em hurt you.”
He crushes me in a tight hug as I hear a throat clear behind me.
“Yes, Kieran?” I say, annoyed, without looking away from Mike.
“I’d be more comfortable talkin’ to you if he’d put you down,” Kieran says in an attempt not to be bossy.
“I’m huggin’ my friend right now. I’ll talk to you in a minute.”
Kieran snorts. Mike shakes his head at my defiance.
“You’ll be a great dad, Mike. You’ve been amazing with my kids. I can’t wait to see you with your own little one in your arms.”
“Thanks, Quinn,” he whispers and a little bit of the tension leaks from his face. I could tell he was nervous. First-time dad jitters have already set in. He squeezes me one more time before setting me back down. Mike offers Kieran a chin lift over my shoulder before walking over to plant a big fat kiss on the mother of his child.
“I can feel you scowling at my back,” I chide.
Kieran roughly pulls me backward, smashing me into his chest.
“You were in another man’s arms,” he growls in my ear.
“And it won’t be the last time. Mike’s my friend so are Connor and Owen, so get used to it, pal.”
“Can I at least set like
a five second rule or something?”
“No.”
He snorts and presses his lips to my hair. I may say no, but Kieran will never sit idly by and watch another man hug or hold me. It doesn’t matter if he knows nothing more will ever come from it. I’m his and that doesn’t involve sharing. So he’ll allow it to a point, but there will surely be a five second rule in place before the end of the day.
Kieran
“That was a fun night,” Quinn says, flopping onto the bed.
“It was,” I grunt in exhaustion.
We’re in Kansas City for Shannon’s birthday. She had a party at local pub tonight and I’m wiped from the celebrations. Shannon is glowing with pregnancy and watching her with her entire family around her was something my eyes will never forget witnessing.
“I know it’s Shannon’s birthday but I got you a present, too,” Quinn says, reaching into her purse and retrieving a small box wrapped in silver paper.
“Thanks,” I respond with a kiss on her cheek.
I unwrap the box quickly, crumpling the paper in my fist. It’s a rectangle plain white box. I pull the lid off and my hands begin to shake.
“No,” I whisper in disbelief, pulling the stick from the box.
“Yes,” she whispers back, sitting up on her knees with tears in her icy blue eyes.
“When did you do this?”
“This afternoon. That’s what Shannon and I were doin’ earlier.”
“You’re sure?”
“I took four tests.”
“I love you so fuckin’ much,” I groan before tackling her to the bed. “Do we have to stop havin’ so much sex?”
“I’d like to go back to walking normally,” she teases.
I will admit, over the last month I’ve been an animal. I have had sex with this woman as many times a day as our bodies will allow. Since Jack started school we have more alone time so I’ve been hitting it routinely. I’m sure she’s ready for a break. I won’t give her much. I can’t be in a room with her for more than a few seconds before I need to be inside her.
“You’re pregnant,” I say through a broad smile.
“That I am,” she says, grinning back at me.
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