Page 76 of Claimed By the Biker Brothers

“I did just say that I’m scared out of my mind.”

“What are you specifically scared of?” Diesel asks, moving away from the window. He comes over, each step loaded with a muted sense of determination.

“That… I don’t know; that you don’t want this.”

“Robyn,” Knox chuckles softly and leans in to plant a soft kiss on my lips. My fears dissolve against his warm breath. I briefly lose myself in the blue pools of his eyes. “Granted, the timing isn’t the greatest, but you just told us we’re going to have a baby.”

I shrug slightly. “I’m not sure who the father is, which is not something I ever imagined I’d say.”

“It’s one of us,” Jagger replies, “right?”

“What do you mean by ‘right’?” I mumble, momentarily paralyzed.

He laughs and kisses me again. “I’m joking. I had to take the edge off this somehow. Robyn, for heaven’s sake, it’s great news. It’s wonderful news. We’re going to be dads”

“We’re going to be a family,” Knox says with a smile as the words sink in.

“A family,” I repeat, my voice barely a whisper.

Diesel wraps his arms around me, kissing the top of my head—then my temple, my cheek… when his lips find mine, I succumb to an endless stream of love and comfort, relief washing over me like a warm bath.

“All the madness aside, it’s what we’ve often dreamed about,” Diesel says.

“It is?” I ask, leaning into him.

“We figured we’d never have a shot at a kid with the same woman in this specific setup,” he replies. “That was more of a wild dream, a fantasy. Yet here we are, baby, making it work. I guess there is such a thing as a miracle.”

“I’m worried,” I confess, looking up at them. “We can’t tell anybody obviously and, legally, how will we go about it? I have no idea how to even build on this.”

Jagger tucks a lock of hair behind my ear. He loves doing that, if only to steal a touch. “Robyn, we’ll figure it out. But I’ll tell you one thing.”

“What’s that?”

“You’re not doing this alone,” he says. “We’re with you. Hell, under these circumstances, I think it actually gives us an even bigger drive to fight back against those who want to see us destroyed.”

Diesel laughs lightly. “Yeah, talk about the ultimate motivation.”

“Diesel will burn the entire planet down to keep you and our children safe,” Knox says. “And rest assured, Jagger and I will be right beside him.”

“Our children?” I mutter.

“There’s Kyra and there’s the little bun currently baking in the oven,” he replies. “Do you want to stop there, ’cause I’d sure love a big family. The four of us and an army of kids to take over the world with.”

“You’ve got enough dads in the picture to work with,” Jagger chimes in.

Tears prick my eyes as I let out a hearty laugh. I feel relief, joy, comfort, emotions I never thought I’d feel again, but I feel them. I feel them all the way through to my bones. And my men wrap me in their arms and cover me with kisses, holding me close and reassuring me that everything is going to be okay.

I find the sliver of hope I need to keep pushing, to keep fighting.

“I’ll say it until the day I die: I love you and you’re not alone,” Knox whispers in my ear. “You’re stuck with us, baby, whether you like it or not.”

“Rest assured, I like it,” I sigh as I rest my head on his shoulder.

“I never imagined myself in this position,” I say a few minutes later in the bedroom.

Oddly enough, I mean it both literally and figuratively, as I’m gently strapped to the bed’s four posters with satin ribbons, naked and wanting for the sizzling-hot men standing before me. The lights are dim, and scented candles burn on the nightstand. Outside, Harley engines roar as the club’s many, many members gather downstairs for planning and drinks.

The Rogue Riders are bracing for war.

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