Page 83 of Irons

“Travis!”

“Jesus, you feel so fucking good.” It was a relief to be so deep inside her, but also an intense need to fuck her hard took me over. I lifted her and held her up as I quickly thrust from under her. My eyes darted between watching my cock disappear inside her then up to her eyes to look in them to see the pleasure I was giving her. Her intense beauty made my heart race even faster as I watched her, and it only drove me to thrust up faster and harder, but when I watched her hand travel from her breast down between her legs, it fueled me. I didn’t think I had it in me to give her more, but watching her add to her own pleasure had me grunting and working harder than I ever had in my life.

The headboard was banging against the wall, my grunts and her whimpers was all that could be heard throughout the house. It was when her orgasm exploded, and her hips instinctively rocked that my inner beast took over. My stomach tightened but I fought it, fought so fucking hard just to hang in there until she was finished and let my beast take over. I flipped us over, throwing one of her legs over my shoulder and warned her to prepare herself. I drove inside her as the headboard crashed into the wall, the bed may have even moved. She reacted by gasping and arching her back.

I slowly pulled almost all the way out before I slammed back into her. “Travis!” Her nails dug into my arms as my muscles flexed under them. I slowly pulled back out then beganslamming into her, repeatedly. Sweat trailed down my back, as I worked harder and harder, faster and faster.

“Am…I…hurting you?” I managed to get the words out with each thrust.

“Don’t stop!” She cried out.

A smile crept up on my face as I moved on top of her. She was gorgeous, her hair fanned over the pillow, her tits bounced with each hard thrust, she was biting that bottom fucking lip, and her hair was becoming wet with sweat.

“Fucking come for me, Wrenly.” I strained to form words.

“Again!” She cried out.

“Now!” I demanded as a hot fire began growing inside me.

Her hips jerked and I knew it was starting for her.

She lifted her head to look below, to see me disappear inside her then pull back out.

“Fuck Wrenly, now! Jesus, fuck!” I cursed.

Her head fell back, and I felt her grip around my cock grip so tight, I had no choice but to let go. I couldn’t take my eyes off her as I watched her come, then squeezed my eyes shut as I shot everything I had deep inside her. Her hips were still jerking as I slowed my pace and grunted through an orgasm that was so intense I swear it went black, and I saw stars. For all I knew I could have been having a stroke, it was so intense. I slid in and out, slowly and gently as my body jerked with each shot I released in her. I let her leg go and collapsed on top of her, my body trembling and weak as hell.

Little One

Wrenly

Creed’s Lake was a community all in itself. It was made of small subdivisions like mine, and then other areas the homes were widely spread apart. Those were all around the lake, with my house being one of the few smaller homes that had a view. The larger homes, like the one Travis lived in, were situated on a much larger amount of land which gave them more privacy.

There were a lot of kids that lived in the community, with that population of residents growing the fastest. Operatives were just leaving the military, and relationships were being formed and they were getting married. Their lifestyles were still similar to one’s lived by members of the military, but there were still a lot of civilian aspects they were adjusting to at Creed’s Lake. The operatives formed friendships, and their families grew close to the other families. For former soldiers, Creeds Lake was perfect for them. They felt settled enough to start families.

It was Halloween, and since I lived in one of the subdivisions, Travis and I decided to hang out at my place later tonight. It was the best place to be so we could hand out candy to the kids. We had a lot of free time yesterday, so we went into Clarity and bought some Halloween décor for my front yard. Travis also bought tons of full sized candy bars and waytoo much candy. We had fun with it, and placed some fake headstones in my yard, hung some ghosts and goblins from the trees, and even strung some lights around the front door. There was a full sized skeleton now sitting on my front porch, and Travis even placed his blue tooth speaker behind a bush and made a scary Halloween Playlist.

Of course we reminisced about the Halloween’s of our past. We always had so much fun and of course I had to remind him of his most famous costume. I never saw Tony and Clint laugh so hard as when Travis was six and ran down the steps wearing his infamous Transformer underwear, a pillowcase tied around his neck for a cape, and of course the costume wasn’t complete without his little cowboy boots and a pair of swimming goggles. Oh, you can bet Tony took plenty of pictures before helping Travis change into the costume he bought earlier that day at Walmart. The memory also made me sad, because we had a Halloween party at school that day and his parents sent him in without a costume. I offered to let him wear mine, but it was My Little Pony and of course he acted like a little gentleman, and he said thanks, but no thanks. Our teacher ended up running to the art room at lunch and made him a costume from long construction sheets of paper. He ended up with the coolest costume because it was his favorite character, Optimus Prime.

I woke up with a headache, and thankfully, I was still not notified of the Originals decision. Travis gave me two pain relievers and a glass of water before he kissed my forehead and left for work. He gave me strict instructions to stay in bed and get some rest. I did manage to fall back to sleep, but was woken by cramps.

There it was, there was our answer. I was not pregnant and experienced the typical headache, cramps, and bloated feelings that always greeted me on the first day of my period. Iwas relieved at first, but then I thought back to that little boy in his goofy Halloween costume that flew down the stairs, proud of his costume idea.

As I stared up at the ceiling, my hand felt my empty belly and I thought of my baby and how much I loved feeling him move around. I was sure he was a miniature version of Matt, but then my mind went in another direction. A miniature version of Travis, one that looked just like that goofy little boy I would always adore in my memories.

A tear fell and I shut my eyes as I envisioned it. A little boy that looked just like Travis with those strong Irons genes that would also remind us of Tony. Except, this version of Travis would have two parents that doted on him, and he would always be smiling and happy. His daddy would coach his little league team, teach him how to play Basketball, and take him to hockey games.

Travis deserves the deepest and purest kind of love. I could be the one who loved him as that sad little boy, then still love him as the intelligent, brave, happy, and kind man he is today. The one tear that trailed down my cheek was really just the first of many tears that led to a full on ugly sob. What if I would have been pregnant and forced to face my greatest fear? I sobbed again when I realized Travis was worth facing those fears and bravely taking what God gave us.

I rolled over in bed, pulled his pillow into me and pressed my sobbing mess of a face into it. His scent was still there and as I took it in, I realized a sort of peace came over me. A peace that could only be found in the one place we call home.

Bravery is a funny thing. You can be brave and challenge yourself intellectually. You go off to college, find independence and face the world alone for the first time without your parents.You could also be the kind of bravery that I saw in my father. A man that woke up every day and wore that badge, despite danger and ridicule from the public. You could be like the barely fifteen year old Travis that realized he had to face this world alone and fight the demons that tried to control his actions and his future. I’d like to say I was brave when I joined the Marines and ignored everyone that believed I’d never become A Marine Raider, just because I was a woman. I was brave enough and had enough confidence to know I would physically and mentally surpass certain people’s low expectations of me. Then there was the bravery that I was facing if I ever wanted to give Travis what he needed. I had to face my grief head on, challenge it, and be brave enough not to let it dictate my future. The loss of love was far scarier than facing our own mortality. Love is strong, the strongest of all emotions. It reaches in and grasps on to your mind and soul. If you have enough of it, it can make you the bravest person on earth.

Travis needed a family. Not one that he was born into, but one he created. That was obvious by his dedication to Creed’s Lake. He found a family of friendship with the other Originals, but could I help him create a family born of love?

A small giggle escaped through my tears as I thought back at that goofy little boy who quickly became my entire world all those years ago. Did I suffer through the loss of my baby and all those lonely years without Travis, just to pull him back into my life and ignore his needs? All the sudden the meaning of my life made sense. It was like walking in the desert in the sweltering heat while missiles are being dropped around you, only to come out on the other side and clearly see the beauty of this world.

I had a choice, either cancel my appointment and stay in bed, or get out of bed and face the day, despite my headache,cramps, and hormonal induced emotions. Was I that person? The kind of woman that felt sorry for herself because deep down she may have hoped she was forced to face off with her greatest fears? One that wallowed around in the disappointment of losing something she just now learned she actually wanted? Nope, that was not Sergeant Major Wrenly Carlson. I was and always would be the girl that had to play every sport, win every competition, prove to myself and others that I was not my mother.

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