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“Well, we both know all about grudges and the lengths some will go to get even.” I didn’t need to go into specifics. The incident may have been years old, but I was sure it didn’t take much before Hawk was thinking about the time he’d almost lost Audra. A deranged cop had been planning retaliation against the club, and mainly against Hawk, for ten years. Jesus that had been a bad time, and things had gotten messy. Audra had almost died from her injuries.

Boomer started to come around, moaning as he moved, but Hawk put a heavy foot down on the middle of his back to keep him in place. “You have some work to do.” He motioned towards the man at his feet.

“Looking forward to it. The bastard’s going to pay for putting his hands on my son, and Allie, and threatening the club. I hope this is the fucking end of trouble for a while.”

His slow grin spoke volumes. “So, now you understand.”

I had a feeling that he wasn’t talking about the shit that had just gone down.

I looked at him, waiting for an explanation that didn’t come, but then, he didn’t need to say it, because my gut knew what he was talking about. We’d always been on the same page. There’d been enough changes in the club since Audra had come into his life, other brothers had found their ‘soul mates’ and started up families. Fighting for peace and calm. I had a woman now, a son, and another kid on the way. I understood what it meant to be so fucking wrapped up in family that they were the only ones you thought of, the only ones who mattered. I knew what it felt like to live and breathe for their safety and well being. Hell, I’d joined the fucking club of husbands and fathers.

I returned Hawk’s shit-eating grin.

I didn’t know how I’d got so fucking lucky, but I wasn’t going to throw it all away.

Epilogue

One year later…

Allie

“I love you.”

“I love you, too, babe.”

I smiled, and then sighed at the pleasure shooting through me from Rock’s soft, almost teasing, touch. We’d just made love and were both basking in the orgasmic bliss that seemed to linger longer more and more these days. I credited it to the peace and calm within the club. Rock seemed less stressed-out. The activity at the club was more on a social level, rather than war. He was spending more time at home, more time with his children. He and Sam were as close as a father and son could get. They had a special bond that I couldn’t-and didn’t want to-compete with. Their love for one another made my heart swell.

In time I knew that it would be the same way for him and our daughter. Jasmine was already on her way to having Rock wrapped around her little finger. He adored her, even when she woke during the night and it was his turn to go to her. Of course, she didn’t want anything more than to be held. When he didn’t return I’d go to the nursery only to find them sound asleep in the rocking chair. He didn’t know it yet, but I’d taken a picture of them one night and had it framed for him for his birthday.

I quivered when his soft caress moved down my back and over my ass. I was laying half on top of him, our bodies entwined and sweaty, the scent of sex lingering around us. It was a rare occurrence not to have to worry about children since Sam and Jasmine had stayed the night at Audra and Hawk’s. The women in the club took turns watching each other’s kids so mom and dad could have a date night. Last night had been our turn, and we’d taken advantage of it.

Rock’s fingers ran up and down the crack of my butt, dipping lower and lower each time, until he sliced between the folds of my pussy. It had to be a mess down there. During the night we’d fucked five times without leaving our bed, and the amount of cum he’d poured inside me had to have some place to go. The wetness I felt between my thighs told me that some of it had leaked out, and since one of his muscular thighs was between mine, he had to be wet, too. I rubbed my pussy against his warm leg, encouraging his intimate touch to linger.

He emitted a low groan. “If we fuck again I’m afraid it’s going to kill us,” he joked.

I pouted, even knowing that he couldn’t see it. “I want another baby,” I said, wondering if saying that would ruin the mood. “I’m sorry you don’t have the stamina.”

He stilled, either in shock, or because he was considering my words. Without warning he rolled, pulling me beneath him. “You think I don’t have stamina, woman?” I loved this side of Rock, when he was light-hearted and teasing, while going all he-man on me. I smiled at his frown. “I’ll fuck you until you can’t walk.” We stared at each other for a minute before breaking out in laughter. We already couldn’t walk. “I’ll put as many babies in your belly as you want, babe. It fucking turns me on knowing you have my kid inside you.”

For a second I wondered if he’d guessed my secret. Rock knew my body better than I did, and the subtle changes were there. I was almost four months along, and had only found out a few days ago myself. Because I’d still had my period the first two months I hadn’t suspected anything, even after my breasts had grown slightly tender. The doctor had said that having vaginal bleeding at the beginning wasn’t all that uncommon.

I knew Rock was serious. I’d started this little exchange just to see how he’d feel about having more children. Relief swept through me that he seemed welcoming. He made a terrific father. I felt his cock throb against me and bumped my hips into it. “I’m waiting.”

His brows shot up. “No foreplay?”

I shook my head. “Well, if you insist.” I reached down and closed my hand around his thick shaft. He was hot and hard as a rock, and so ready to fuck. I tugged on it a few times.

Rock shuddered above me, closed his eyes and threw his head back. “Sweet Jesus!” he groaned. “That’s enough foreplay.” He removed my hand, lined his cock up to my entrance, and filled me in one deep plunge.

Now I was the one throwing back my head into the pillows, arching my body up to his, and releasing a moan. “You’re so easy,” I voiced after catching my breath.

“Says the woman who has so much cum in her that it squirted out when I thrust my dick inside.”

Rock closed the distance between us and slammed his mouth down on mine. Sensations of having his cock nestled tight inside of me, and his tongue fucking my mouth, were too much for my senses to handle. Everything Rock did to me turned me inside out. I felt too much, experienced too much, but I knew it wasn’t one-sided. He was just as affected by the intimacy of our very physical relationship. A simple touch, a hot look, and we were ready to lose ourselves in each other.

Many times we did.

I welcomed his passionate kiss, welcomed his hard, unyielding possession. Our tongues engaged, dancing against each other, building our pleasure with a touch and taste. All the while I was aware of being filled by his incredible cock that always met my needs. Even now it pulsed against my internal walls, causing me to spasm around him. He groaned into my mouth, and pulled back to suck on my lower lip.

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