Inked Babies (Inked Brotherhood 6)
“Auds…” My chest feels so full when she says this stuff, and she does, a lot. Almost makes me believe I’m worth it, that I deserve being with her.
“I wasn’t thinking of wedding bells and babies back then,” she says, “but I sure as hell knew that the most important thing in the world for me was you. I wanted to be by your side. And that hasn’t changed. My studies can wait. Anything else can wait. I only need you and our babies.”
I kiss her again, and again, my love hot and burning me from the inside out, twisting with desire. “I want you.”
“That’s what got us into trouble in the first p
lace,” she giggles, nodding at the pregnancy test resting on top of the closed toilet lid.
“Good trouble,” I tell her, “and now it’s done, so we don’t even need a condom anymore.”
Her eyes darken and when I pick her up in my arms and tiptoe past Scott’s half-closed door to our bedroom, she’s already kissing me hard, licking at my mouth, setting me on fire.
Like every single fucking time.
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I move inside her, slowly, gently. I kiss her, trail my mouth down the silky skin of her neck where her scent is strong, filling my senses.
“Am I hurting you?” I whisper, hissing when she lifts a leg to wrap around my thigh, drawing me deeper. “I’m—”
“Ash.” She puts her hands on my face, lifting it off her neck. “I swear to God, if you don’t make love to me properly, if you don’t go faster, fuck me harder and make me come, I won’t talk to you again.”
I gape at her for a long moment, because dammit, she looks serious. “But the baby—”
Her gaze softens. “I know. You’re concerned. But the baby’s fine where she is, and I’ll be perfectly fine. Even better if I come.”
A snort escapes me, despite everything. “Auds…”
“Love me, husband.” She arches her back and licks at my chin. “Like you mean it.”
A challenge. “I always mean it.”
“Trust yourself.”
I suck in an unsteady breath. “I was worried about you,” I whisper.
“But I’m fine. More than fine.”
Grinning, I crush my mouth to hers and give it to her the way she likes it, pulling out of her until only the tip of my cock is buried inside her, then slamming back in. She mewls her pleasure, moaning in my mouth, and wraps her other leg around my hip.
So fucking good.
I’d been worried about her. I thought she might be pregnant when she was dizzy and nauseous, but then she’d told me she didn’t think she was, and worst-case scenarios flashed through my mind one after the other. I thought she was sick, something serious that might take her from me.
Call me paranoid. In my life I’ve lost people important to me– my mom, my dad, Tyler—though he eventually came back.
And then there’s Zane, my concern for him making me tense, distracting me in everything I do these days.
Good thing Audrey is so sexy she won’t let me get distracted for long. Her long legs tighten around me and she clenches around my dick, wrenching a gasp from my throat.
“You with me, cowboy?” She winks, and I shake my head at her.
“Feel this?” I snap my hips, pounding into her and capturing her cry with my mouth.
Oh fuck, yeah. Balls-deep inside her, her heat surrounding me, her pussy slick and tight around my cock, I give her everything I got. I thrust inside her, and we rock together, our ragged breathing filling the early morning silence.
Her nails leave red marks down my arms, and the pain ratchets up the pressure, the need. My total and endless need for her.