Page 17 of Death's Devotion
My heart races in my chest and it hurts to breathe as Brent stirs in his playpen. I screamed so damn loud I’ve woken him up. His tears and cries break my heart as I race to his side and lift him into my arms. Holding Brent close, he buries his little face in my neck as his tears slide down his face to land on my skin and the very top of my shirt.
“I’m sorry, Kelsey. Didn’t mean to scare you,” Shank apologizes, not coming any closer to where I stand. “Are you both okay?”
“I’m good. I was just lost in my head about things and didn’t hear you come in. I’m sorry,” I return, not sure what else I can say to him.
“You got nothin’ to be sorry about. Just wanted to let you know we’re headin’ out. We’ve got the new guys here already. Death is outside and a Prospect is inside with you. He’ll help you with any liftin’ or anythin’ else you got to do. Do you need any other help?” he questions me as he looks around the kitchen.
“I know it looks like a mess in here right now. It’s controlled chaos,” I tell him, laughing a little bit. “Um, I know everyone’s busy as fuck and I’ve got it. It’s just this catering event tonight I have to prepare for. Thought I’d be farther along in the preparations than I am.”
Shank doesn’t say a word as he gives me a nod of his head and turns to leave me to my tasks at hand. My full attention is on Brent as his little eyes start to droop once again. Holding him for a few more minutes, I let him go back to sleep before putting him back in the playpen so I can resume working. Today is going to be a long ass day and now I have Death with me. He never watches over me until night time. What the hell is going on here?
I can honestly say tonight’s event was a tremendous success. Everyone loved the food, we booked a few new events, and not a single thing went wrong. There were no dropped trays of food, nothing too cold or hot, and I didn’t get a single complaint. I asked the woman hosting the event multiple times if everything was okay too. I’m sure she wasn’t happy with how nervous or needy I was, but I can’t help it. This is one aspect of the shop and it’s important to make sure everything is a success. Not just the storefront and baked goods. I think the only complaint would have been to have more of the food so there could have been leftovers for the clients. There was just enough food for everyone attending the event, but nothing to leave the client’s.
Jaelyn and I decided when we were starting the company that any leftovers we had for each event would be given to the client’s. They were the ones paying for the food and it was only fair and right for us to let them have anything we didn’t use for the event. There was no reason for us to take things back with us and let it go to waste when it’s not technically our food. Not after we make it and have it in the client’s home. It’s not good business sense to take something away from our clients. Jae and I both agreed on that. Plus, we also toss in a few sweets for them to keep as a thank you for using our business. We’re so new and are looking for a way into the market that we’ll take any advantage we can get.
Though, I’ve learned that working catering events while you’re pregnant is a pain and harder than I thought it would be. Every part of my body hurts and feels as if I was run over by a truck from walking around without stopping after being in the shop all day long. Death and the Prospect remained outside at the event and didn’t know anything about what I was doing. I’m kind of glad considering Death was glaring at me by the time I cleaned everything up and made my way out to the SUV I’ve been using from the club. He didn’t get close to me or attempt to help me with a damn thing though. The Prospect helped me carry things out and load them up in the SUV so I could get them back to the shop and put away where they belong.
Once I made it back home, Talon was waiting for me with Brent. He helped me put him to bed and asked about the event before heading home to his wife and kids. If they weren’t here, I don’t know what I would have done with Brent. I’d have figured something out, but they were willing to step up and watch him without question. Wherever I move, I’m going to have to find a sitter as good as they are because Brent loves being with them. Talon and Bronwan will be hard to replace when we’re gone from here.
After making sure Brent wasn’t going to wake up, I strip out of my clothes and make my way in to the bathroom so I can hopefully wash away the tense muscles and exhaustion of the day. Even though I want to linger under the warm as hell water, I don’t. I get in, wash the day off and get out to slide into bed. However, on my way to my room, there’s a knock on my door. Fear instantly fills me as I think Vince got past everyone here and is now coming to get me for not giving him the money he’s owed.
“Kels, it’s me. Open the door,” Death’s voice comes through and breaks me out of my thoughts of Vince being here.
Taking a deep breath, I walk to the door and open it while trying to remain behind the wood so Death can’t tell I’m wearing nothing more than a towel that barely covers my body.
“What can I do for you, Death?” I ask him, not sure what he wants this late at night.
“Are you okay? You had a long day and I just want to make sure you’re doin’ okay,” he says, clearing his throat as the door slips in my grasp a little bit and moves to reveal the small towel I’m wearing.
Death lets his eyes drop and looks me up and down as the door swings open even wider between us. I try to hold the towel closed around me as Death’s eyes heat up while staring at me. He hasn’t looked at me since the night we were together. I don’t honestly know what this means. The only thing I know is in this moment I’m ready to drop the towel and let Death have his way with me. I need to feel him moving inside me again. To get relief from the constant ache I have whenever he’s around. The man is sexy as fuck and he knows it.
When I don’t respond to him as I take in his appearance, Death clears his throat while stepping up to me. The heat in his eyes as he devours my body has my grip on the towel letting up. I’m ready to let it fall to the floor at my feet.
“Kels, I don’t think,” he pauses while letting his eyes roam over my body again.
“Then don’t think, Death. Just be in this moment with me,” I tell him, needing him right now no matter what happens afterward.
He doesn’t hesitate as he steps inside the apartment and slams the door shut behind him. Death yanks my hands away from the towel and tosses it to the couch while stepping up so the front of his body is pressing against mine. He’s wearing far too many clothes right now. Instead of stripping, Death lifts me in his arms as my legs wrap around his hips. Tilting my head, I press kisses along Death’s neck and suck on the skin. Not enough to leave a mark on his body, but enough to make him groan out in response.
I’m shuffled around a bit as he moves his hand between us to undo his belt and the button on his jeans. I hear his zipper lowering and know he’s not going to strip down any more than just pushing his jeans down. Surprising I’m okay with that. It makes us being together right now even more raw than us having sex in a bed or something. Once Death makes sure I’m ready for him, he pushes his cock in my pussy. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I hold Death tighter as he gives me a second to adjust to him before moving.
Death slides his cock from my pussy while keeping an arm locked under my ass so I don’t fall. My back is pressed against the wall with Death’s other hand beneath my head so it’s not bouncy off the wall. It’s not long before he’s slamming his hard cock in and out of me, grunting with every single thrust from the force of his movements. When I pull my head from his neck, Death leans forward and presses his lips to mine. I immediately open my mouth to deepen the kiss.
“Death,” I pant out, my voice hoarse as the breath tries to fill my lungs.
“It’s fuckin’ Nolan when I’m buried deep in your tight, wet pussy,” he growls out, never once losing his pace or sounding out of breath like I am.
My pussy is already clenching around his length as my release coils tighter and tighter inside me. I can’t stop the moans from escaping into Death’s mouth as he gets back to kissing me deep and filled with all the passion inside him. Using my legs, I move with Death to get the friction I need as I grind my clit against his pelvis. The tops of his jeans rub against my thighs as I clench around him.
“Nolan!” I scream out, ripping my mouth from his as I fly over the edge with my body rigid as one wave of my orgasm crashes into another one.
Death doesn’t stop pounding away as he chases his own release. His grunts are coming faster and grittier the more his hips move. Instead of taking my lips again, Death lowers his mouth to my neck, sucking the skin just under my ear. I’m coherent enough to know this man is trying to fucking mark me. I can’t even say I’m mad about it either. Right now, every single thing he’s doing to my body is what I need.
“Kelsey!” Death groans out, pulling his mouth from my skin.
Death stills his body with his cock buried deep inside me. I can feel him trembling and shaking from holding me as his release flows through him. He doesn’t make any move to let me go as he leans his forehead against mine and closes his eyes. We’re both panting hard and trying to suck in enough oxygen to fill our lungs. I let my eyes slide closed and wonder if this is a huge mistake. Sleeping with Death once was one of the best experiences of my life. He made it about each of us instead of taking what he wants and only worrying about his release. Right now, he’s still thinking about me and not only concerned with his own orgasm.
Instead of letting me down once we catch our breath again, Death carries me into the bathroom. He sets me down on the small counter and turns on the shower. Still, he doesn’t strip out of his clothing. All he does is help me in the shower and wash my body before helping me out and drying my body off. Once he’s done with that, he leads me to my room where I check on Brent as he sleeps peacefully in his crib. Death puts me to bed and covers me up before staring at me for a few minutes.
