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I quickly swept her up into my arms and kissed her hard and deep as I carried her into the bedroom. Laying her down on the bed, I moved my body over hers, using my arms to keep myweight off of her. My next kiss was softer and gentler, and she whined.

“River, please,” she begged, her hands running over my body almost frantically.

I lifted one of her legs so it hooked around my hips, and I swiftly slid inside of her tight cunt. She dug her nails into my back, choking on her next breath when I drew out and punched back inside of her. I took care in not hurting her, but I still made sure to fuck her in that way she loved—hard and savagely.

She liked to feel as if I was claiming her as mine all over again.

When we finally came, we came together, and it was a goddamn explosion when we did.

Adelaide was passed out next to me despite the sheets and blankets being wet from us having sex without drying off from the shower. Me? I couldn’t sleep on the fucking cold, wet bed. I didn’t know how the fuck Adelaide was managing to.

I shot a text to Sam, asking him to have Reina bring some fresh sheets and blankets. Then, I slid out of the bed and tugged on a pair of sweats. After covering Adelaide up with a small throw blanket, I lifted her out of the bed right as Reina lightly knocked on the door.

“Come in,” I gruffly called, keeping my voice low. Adelaide was still out like a light, but I didn’t want to disturb her more than I already had if I could help it.

She stepped into the room, her cheeks flushing red as she quickly realized why the sheets and blankets had to be changed. Sam leaned against the door frame, a smirk tilting his lips as he crossed his arms over his chest. I just rolled my eyes at my VP. He released a quiet laugh as he shook his head.

Axel began whimpering, and without having to be asked, Sam walked over to him and lifted him from the crib, instantly quieting him since my hands were full with Adelaide. Reina made the bed in record time, and I gently laid Adelaide back down, covering her up with the blanket. Brushing my lips over her forehead, I softly whispered that I loved her before I walked over to Sam. He handed me Axel. “I’ll go make him a bottle,” Reina told me.

“Thanks,” I gruffly told her.

She left the room, and Sam watched her until she disappeared from sight. I just shook my head, hoping he would stop being stupid soon and make his move before one of my other men did.

“Been meaning to ask you a question, Prez,” Sam quietly spoke up as he looked down at Axel. Axel stared back up at him in open curiosity.

“What’s that?” I grabbed the spit-up cloth from Axel’s changing table to clean his mouth where he had drooled a little.

“When you step down, is Axel or Jaxon getting the president position?” Sam asked me.

“Axel,” I told him without hesitation. There was no question about it. This boy may not biologically be my son, but he was the first born of my children, nonetheless. When he was old enough, he’d have an option. He could leave when he was eighteen to leada clean, legal life, or he could stay here and learn how to be a better president than I was.

Sam nodded. “If you raise him to be anything like you and Adelaide, River, he’ll make a fucking damn good president.”

I grunted in agreement. If I had anything to do with it, he would be one of the best damn presidents this club had ever seen.

Chapter Twenty-Six

River

Icrossed my arms over my chest as I stood outside of my clubhouse doors, watching Tristan and Jesup ride onto my lot unannounced. To say that I was pissed that they hadn’t told me they were coming was an understatement. This was the second time they’d pulled this fucking shit. The lack of respect was grating on my nerves.

His ties to Adelaide did not give him free pass of my fucking territory or my clubhouse.

On top of the blatant disrespect, anyone could have followed them. At least if they had informed me, I could have put up proper safety measures around town and my clubhouse to make sure that they weren’t tailed by anyone.

But no, just as it was always Tristan’s style, he did whatever the fuck he wanted to do without regard to the woman he was supposedly in love with. I was at my goddamn wits end with him.

“What the fuck are they doing here, River?” Sam asked as he stepped up beside me, his eyes narrowed on the two idiots riding onto my lot.

“Fuck if I know,” I answered gruffly. “I had no fucking idea they were riding in.”

I clenched my jaw when Sam scoffed. “Fucking dick,” he muttered.

Reina poked her head outside, and I met her eyes coolly, arching a single eyebrow at her in question. She swallowed nervously but kept her gaze on mine. Pride swirled in my chest for her. She was slowly coming out of her shell, being braver, and I had my woman to thank for Reina finally becoming stronger.

“River, Adelaide just got sick all over the kitchen floor,” she informed me.

“Fuck,” I cursed. I looked at Sam. “Don’t let them into this clubhouse until I come back out to find out what the fuck they’re here for,” I ordered before I turned around and strode into the clubhouse, heading for the kitchen to go take care of my woman.

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