My tears were mirrored in her own blue gaze. “I love you,” I whispered at the same time she did, making us both smile. We just lay like that for a long while, smiling and caressing while I was buried balls deep in my own paradise. But then my dick took over and I couldn’t stop my hips from thrusting. She felt so fucking good and I told her so over and over again as she moaned my name, her once caressing fingertips now biting into my ass as I pushed us both toward the edge of a cliff that would send us both flying.
Dallas
The sound of the wedding march was starting and I didn’t know who was more nervous, me or the woman that was about to become my stepmother. Standing beside her in the back of the church, in my pretty silk peach dress, I gave Tink an encouraging smile as she stood next to Axton who was about to give her away as soon as I walked down the aisle as her one and only bridesmaid.
“You look beautiful,” I assured Tink. We had gotten closer over the last few months, closer than I ever thought was possible. Maybe it was all the pregnancy hormones, but I’d given in when my father had asked me to try harder with his future wife. Maybe it was because I wanted a real mother figure in my life. Either way, I was glad I’d given in. Tink was wonderful and I couldn’t image my life without her in it now.
Our life.
I glanced at Ax who was fidgeting with his tie. Sighing with mock exasperation I stepped closer to my husband and straightened his tie before stepping on tiptoe and kissing his all too willing lips. My protruding belly kept me from getting too close, but didn’t stop him from grabbing my ass and holding me against him a little tighter for a moment longer.
A big strong hand rubbed over our baby as he kicked against his daddy. A happy grin spread across my face as I covered Axton’s hand. The hand that had my ring on it. A ring I had spent weeks designing just for him and our wedding. Only my rock god husband had a skull engraved wedding ring. It was pretty bad ass, just like he was.
“Cannon, you stay in there a little longer, little guy,” Axton murmured as he lowered his head and kissed my stomach. “Momma just needs to walk down the aisle and then she will be sitting down the rest of the day.”
I rolled my eyes. He was always having conversations with my stomach like that. As if our son could hear every word he said and understand it too. As my due date quickly approached, he did it more and more. But he was right, as soon as the minister pronounced my father and new stepmother official, I was sitting down. My ballet slipper encased feet were already swollen and aching, but not something to worry about seeing as I was thirty-eight weeks pregnant. Other than a few bouts of really bad morning sickness, my pregnancy had been pretty amazing.
“Are you sure getting married on Valentine’s Day isn’t overly cheesy?”
My attention turned back to Tink, who was nervously biting all the lipstick off her bottom lip. “Its adorable,” I assured her. Taking her hands in mine I gave them a little squeeze in reassurance and took my flowers from her. The wedding planner appeared in the doorway, signaling it was time for me to go down the aisle. “I’ll see you in a little while. You’ll do great.”
As I stepped into my spot at the back of the church I couldn’t help glancing around as I started walking. The wedding was a small event, only our closest friends and family had been invited. The Demon’s Wings guys and their wives and children were all in attendance along with the rest of OtherWorld and a few Bradshaw family members tossed into the equation.
I tried not to grimace as I passed Liam who was sitting between his sister and Wroth, keeping the two apart as much as possible. In the next pew was Devlin and Harris who had Lucy Thornton sitting beside him, best friends to the end, even if Dev had forgotten about his own friendship with Zander who was at the end of the pew. The past nine months hadn’t been kind to OtherWorld. The band was falling apart at the seams, but Axton was trying to keep them together.
This past fall had been tense as we had gone on tour for two months with Demon’s Wings but somehow the band was still holding together. But I wasn’t so sure how it was going to go when we had to go on tour this coming summer. We were going to be touring with not only the Demons’ but also with two new bands that Emmie had signed on to manage and was working hard on getting record deals for.
But I wasn’t going to worry about the band right then. There was plenty of shit to have to deal with between now and then.
I kept walking, but when I passed the pew with Linc, Natalie and Shane Stevenson sitting in it, I nearly faltered. Harper stood beside her husband with a bright smile on her face, but I couldn’t help the way my heart clenched as she took in my very big belly and quickly glanced away. My best friend had been over the moon for me when I had told her I was pregnant, but she hadn’t been able to hide her pain from me.
While I couldn’t help her with what was breaking her heart on a daily basis by making her a mother, I had done the next best thing. I’d made her a godmother. She and Shane were going to be Cannon’s godparents. The day I’d asked her, Harper had cried harder than I’d ever seen her cry in all the years I’d known her. Thankfully, though, they had been happy tears.
I passed a few other members of my crazy family. Nik and Emmie were giving me warm smiles. Beside them sat their nanny who was holding baby Jagger while he slept. Flick had been with us on the fall tour and I’d gotten to know her a little. I’d liked her almost immediately and had warmed up to her even more when she had kneed Zander in the balls after he come on a little too strong.
When I passed Jesse and Layla, each with their arms full of bouncing boys, I couldn’t help but grin at them. Those two little demons were proof that miracles happen in my eyes. Luca and Lyric had been born way too early but to look at them you would never know that. As I passed, Luca reached out and tugged on the hem of my dress and I laughed as he protested when his father pulled his hand away. “Nice taste, buddy, but let’s not go to cougar town, okay?” I heard Jesse mutter to his son.
Rolling my eyes, I met the gaze of Lana who had Drake’s arm wrapped around her shoulder. His other arm was full of a quietly babbling Neveah who was hands down the most gorgeous little girl I’d ever seen in my life. Her long dark hair, angelic features and personality were completely Lana. But those eyes? One hundred percent Drake Stevenson.
Lana’s eyes went to my stomach and I couldn’t help but glance at her own. She wasn’t showing yet, but I knew she was pregnant again. I was only one of a few who knew, though. Just as I had been reluctant to hurt Harper with my pregnancy, Lana was finding it hard to announce her news. I gave her a sympathetic smile and kept walking.