Page 71 of Sniper

“Theo!” she screams, wetness spreading between us, and I groan, holding off my orgasm until her hips slow, then carefully, mindful of her fifteen-week bump that looks like a twenty-five week, I move her onto her back. I lift her right leg and slam into her repeatedly, sending her into another orgasm, making her scream in ecstasy.

Her walls squeeze me tight, and I see stars, my balls exploding as I empty inside my girl while promising myself never to use a fucking condom again.

I groan, falling over her, my hands just catching me near her head, so I don’t squish her bump.

She grumbles, “Crap, I really hope we didn’t wake Autumn up; she still has another twenty minutes.”

I grunt, rolling off her, bringing her with me. Her head goes to my chest, her leg in-between mine, my arm wraps around her protectively. I rasp breathlessly, “The room’s soundproof….”

“Huh…” she says, then murmurs, “Well, that explains why you didn’t hear me two nights ago with the clit stimulator Brook bought me….”

I grip her hair, forcing her to look at me, and she grins as I narrow my eyes and snap, “You did not fucking use a toy in our room without me here to witness it!”

She shrugs and states, “You shouldn’t have lied to me.”

I growl, “I didn’t want to lose you.”

She nods, stating, “And you didn’t. You just lost the ability to have sex on your say, player.”

I growl at the nickname and tickle her, making her giggle and wiggle in my arms, before she tries to push me away. I chuckle, holding her tight, and rasp, “I’ll allow you to have all the power, Firecracker, as long as I don’t lose you.”

She hums, kissing my chest, holding me tight, and I relax.

She says she’s mad, but I know she isn’t, and I think, deep down, she also knows she isn’t because I make her happy, which is something I’ve always wanted for her, and something she probably thought she couldn’t have.

“I never felt like this with Autumn,” she whispers.

I hum and ask, “Like what?” as I run my fingers up and down her naked spine.

“Horny,” she admits, and I will my body to stay relaxed so she doesn’t clam up as she continues, “I always felt dirty, like I was filth….” She looks at me, her eyes glassy. “I don’t think I’m mad at you, Theo, I think I’m mad at myself. I love you so much, and I tried to divorce you out of fear instead of speaking to you. I knew your character, yet I was blinded….”

My eyes soften, and I gently roll us, and slide my member back inside her wet heat, linking our hands together near her head, and gently rubbing my nose against hers.

“Firecracker, I was never going to allow you to leave me. I need you like I need air to breathe. I thought that was obvious when I married you after only five months.” She smiles, her tears falling. I kiss them away, whispering, “You need to stop beating yourself up, and start wearing my cut, because you’re mine, and I love you, too….”

Her eyes glisten, and I kiss her hard, pushing my tongue straight into her mouth, and she gives as much as she gets.

Fuck, this girl consumes me….

A few hours later, I sigh, listening to Steel, Piston, and Acid, who all decided to stay in town for a few weeks, wanting to get to know my woman again and meet my daughter, which they haven’t just yet because my own mother is being a grandmother bear, much to Bill’s dismay. We argue with Snake and Smokey over who gets the final kill of Axe for what he did.

“He’s our cousin, so this should be on us; we didn’t protect her!” Piston snaps, and Snake replies, “And she’s my sister-in-law, my niece's mother, and soon-to-be, most likely nephews!”

Fuck me, we’re going ‘round in fucking circles.

“We need to come to a compromise,” Steel tries to calm everyone down, being the mediator, but Tats snaps, “Not a fucking chance; he raped one of our fucking own.”

All six of them start to talk over each other. Doc and Breaker get involved, and I snap, banging my hand on the table.

Everyone looks my way, Snake looking at me with pride as I state, “This morning, my woman finally decided to wear my patch.” I look at Steel, then Piston and Acid. “I understand he’s your cousin, your brother, and I understand you grew up with Rory and that you’re her uncle, Steel, which, by the way, she’s still struggling to understand, so I suggest you get off your ass and speak to her about that.” I give him a pointed look, and he winces but nods.

I understand it. He feels guilty, but he needs to squash that for my girl because I feel guilty, and I didn’t even know her then. My heart, though, yeah, it knew who she was all along.

I sigh. “She’s my wife, the mother of my children, my old lady, my fucking everything. She turned my world upside down, and I don’t hate it for one minute. I am telling you now, none of you will get a hit in, not even my own blood brother; my face isn’t like this for shits and giggles, the sparkling new bar isn’t just for you guys….”

Acid and Piston take a good look at me while Tech chimes in, “I spent two hours in the ring with him, and that was after he destroyed the common room.”

Steel winces, and I rasp, “I understand he’s a Huntsmen, believe me, I fucking get how hard it is to allow another club to kill a traitor, a brother you fucking trusted, when you wanted to maim them yourselves, I get it….”

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