Page 31 of Bound By Consequences
My head popped up at his challenge. Challenges. They’d always been my downfall. It was like a dare I had to do them. This was no different, except I wanted to do everything Micah could dish out.
“Show me what you’ve got,” I threw down my own. Micah’s sexy grin came back as he grabbed my knees and pulled my ass to the edge of the bed. In one solid thrust he was deep inside me, thrusting so hard the bed shook. He was much larger than my first partner, and my body shuddered, trying to stretch to take him fully.
The low curl spiraled up again. His cock was so long it hit my cervix repeatedly. Micah flipped me over to my stomach, grabbed my ass, and pushed deep inside once again.
This was even deeper, and after several thrusts this feeling came over me. It was deep in my core, clenching my abs. My fingernails dug into the bed as whatever the hell this was burst literally out of me.
A gush of fluid poured from me as my cries were muffled in the sheets.
What in the hell was that?
I had verylimited experience with sex with only one partner before Micah, and that was nothing like had I experienced with Micah. It was child’s play.
Micah had explained to me what had happened during my orgasm, and I’d never heard of such a thing even from my books.
Later, when I found out I was pregnant, I realized that was the moment when Remy was conceived.
Pulling up to the apartment, we parked, and I got Remy out quickly as I tried to soothe her. She’d cried so much she was having trouble keeping her eyes opened. Getting into the apartment and locking the door, I rocked my girl back and forth in my arms, telling her everything was fine and she was okay.
It wasn’t, but she didn’t need to know that.
The minutes passed before my girl was out like a light. We’d skipped afternoon nap to go to the clubhouse, and with the tantrum she threw in the car, it wasn’t a surprise she was out.
We made our way down the hall and into the bedroom, but I couldn’t set her down just yet. I needed to hold her, feel her, know that she was here with me and safe. The weight of her against me was the solid reminder she was with me. Until this moment when I allowed myself to breathe, I didn’t realize how much I needed to hold her. It wasn’t about the screaming and crying. My instincts screamed to soothe her, but this was more. This was the intense connection between a mother and her child.
After all the fighting we’d had to do to get us to this place in our lives, no way would this change the course of it. No way would this be something that brought us down. I wouldn’t let it.
We’d come too far to lose momentum now. She was everything to me. The only thing that mattered in my entire existence. To most people, they lived life from one goal to the next, but for me, everything I had ever done right in my life was in this little girl. I didn’t know what it was to truly live, feel, and experience until I realized I was pregnant. Her little heartbeat inside of my body. She had relied on me from the moment she was created in my womb to protect her and provide for her.
Me.
She depended on me.
I wouldn’t let her down.
Remy’s soft little noise filled the small space as I rocked her, holding her in my arms so tightly she couldn’t move. If it weren’t for the knocking on the door, I would’ve held her like this for hours, just feeling her.
Instead, I placed her softly in her crib and shut the door to the room. Once she was awake, she’d let me know in two seconds flat, but she didn’t need to hear any of what was about to go down.
Opening the door, Austyn stepped in as did Ryker.
“What the fuck are all these tears about?” Ryker grumbled, shutting the door and coming into the room. Absently, I tried to wipe my face. Austyn came up and wrapped her arms around me. It felt good to have a bit of comfort. I really needed her strength. They wouldn’t allow anything to happen to Remy or myself. That I knew as fact because of everything they’d done for us to this day.
Austyn pulled away and swiped at my cheeks. As much as I tried to stop the barrage of tears, they kept coming. She was hard as nails but possessed this soft heart for the ones she cared about. She was a lot like her mother in that way. They were both hard nuts to crack, but once you did, you were in for life.
Walking over and grabbing tissues, I swiped everything from my face and blew my nose, trying to suck in some deep breaths. Answers. I needed answers. “Why was Micah at the clubhouse?”
This question shocked both of them. Austyn’s mouth fell for a moment, while Ryker’s eyes turned cold, causing a chill to run up my spine.Please, God, don’t tell me that Micah is a psycho killer.
“How do you know Micah?” Ryker asked, rather than giving me my answers. Stepping forward and crossing his arms over his chest, he waited. It was in that domineering way that demanded one pay attention.
Ryker scared a lot of people. It was his intentions to provoke fear in others in his size and dark scowl alone. But Remy and I, he’d never hurt us. He’d proven that to us, but it didn’t mean he didn’t put a slight twinge of fear in the back of my head just from his stance.
Letting out a huff of air, I started, “I met him in a bar when I lived back home.”
Ryker’s brow lifted, still looking for more answers from me, and my eyes rolled as I thought back.
“It was almost three years ago. I’d snuck out of the house and met my friend Ari. Micah and I saw each other.” God, Ari, I hadn’t seen her since Katie and I left. Part of me missed her. Part of me missed other things from my previous life as well, but they weren’t to be dwelled on. That part needed to be gone. Dead and buried.
