Chapter eleven
Duke
He was lying cocooned around Nicole still panting from the hard fuck he'd just given her. It took Nicole a while to convince him it was ok to have sex. He was sure that putting his cock inside her was going to give the babies concussion or dent their heads. Nicole had laughed when he said this and still wouldn't believe her that it was safe. He hadn't been thinking clearly earlier when he'd taken her on the couch. Now it was very real. Luckily one of the pamphlets from the doc was called 'Sex and Pregnancy', so after a quick scan through, he gave it up. Who was he to argue with the experts? Thank fuck!
He couldn't hold her tight or close enough for his liking. Every cell in his body was charged ready to protect her and their babies. He'd never felt this connected to anything before in his life. Looking at the screen and seeing the flicker of their fast beating hearts, he'd felt his synchronise to theirs. They were his.
He felt Nicole's long steady breaths against his neck and knew she'd fallen asleep in his arms. He loved when she did that. The caveman part of him howled at being able to protect her while she slept and loved that she trusted him enough to do it, to leave herself vulnerable and in his care. He drifted his hand along the silky skin of her back and let the feeling of peace and contentment glide over him. He wished they could stay like this forever, no outside world to fuck with them or harm her. He knew it would though, it was inevitable, no one joined an MC lifestyle thinking of sitting around and smelling roses. Duke was prepared to do whatever it took to keep his family safe. Forever.
He'd never been more grateful to be part of this brotherhood. Not many people knew with absolute certainty that someone would have their back, no matter what they did or what had happened. He did. He had twenty two brothers who would decimate anyone who tried to fuck with them and they had no reservations about making others bleed to do it. That brought a smile to his face.
Blood boiling, he thought back to the sluts' attack on Nicole. They hadn't known that she was pregnant at the time. Part of him was relieved they didn't. Helen was psychotic enough to have purposely aimed at Nicole's stomach. He knew that if he'd lost his babies, or they were harmed in any way, he would have hunted down and beaten each slut to death without a second thought or any remorse. When Nicole had woken and was told what the punishment was for Helen and the others, she decided it was enough and to let them go. He wondered if that would have been different if she'd found out about the pregnancy before giving her decision. For him, it would never be enough for what they did, but Nicole encouraged him to put it behind him. He couldn't quite yet but he didn't let on to Nicole how he felt.
Nicole cuddled closer to him in her sleep and pressed her stomach to his bringing him back from his dark thoughts. His first instinct was to pull away to give her room, but he was loving being so close to his babies. He wished they were kicking already so he could feel them. Them! He still couldn't believe he would have three children in six months. The doc had told them they would be identical, how the fuck was he going to tell them apart? It's a shame tattoos were out of the question. The little scamps were going to drive him crazy. He remembered a pair of twins in his fifth grade class who used to constantly swap names and fuck with the teachers, and he was going to have to deal with three! He hoped Nicole had some ideas because his mind kept drifting back to tattoos.
He secretly hoped they were boys, no way did he want three identical girls as pretty as their mother. Any little shit trying to go after his girls would be getting a rude awakening, no one would ever be good enough for them. They would be the Fallen MC princesses and have a lot of over protective 'uncles.' If they were girls he prayed they were grew to be flat chested and dorky, with faces only a father could love. He knew with Nicole's beauty, that would never be the case.
His mind was spinning with all the things he needed to do. They needed a proper home for a start. There was no way his old lady and their kids were going to go without. He had plenty of money to see that it happened. God knows what else babies needed, he was going to leave that to Nicole and the other old ladies. He knew for sure that Shel and Jewel would be over the moon at the news and he'd never heard them turn down a chance to shop. He laughed to himself as he imagined what hell Jewel would be putting Hollywood through later. She'd been asking for kids since Shel had Rod four years ago and now with Nicole pregnant, Hollywood would be under all sorts of pressure.
Glancing at the clock he saw it was time to get up and ready to go down to the bar. He couldn't wait to tell his brothers their news. He felt jittery for the first time in his life. He roused Nicole with small kisses to her eyes and lips.
"Wake up, baby. We gotta get down to the bar. We've got a big announcement to make." Her eyes were still tight shut as a beaming smile spread across her face. "I'm gonna jump in the shower real quick while you get dressed. Don't fall back to sleep, baby or I'll have to wake you up another way." He gently grabbed her plump ass and dipped his head to give a slow lick to one of her nipples.
She moaned and then giggled. "What kind of incentive is that?" She said as she stretched and squinted her eyes open. He chuffed and gave her ass a light slap, enjoying the jiggle before reluctantly leaving the bed. His boner would have to wait for later.
Leaving the bathroom, he was stopped in his tracks by the vision before him. Nicole was wearing what she wore any other day; jeans and a tank, but it was the new addition that made him pause. She was wearing the Fallen vest he had given her just that morning. A rush of heat filled him and his cock swelled and instantly ached to be inside her wet folds. Seeing her draped in her vest with the Fallen patch and his name woke something primal in him. He'd marked her for his own. This was his woman. He stalked towards her. Laying one hand on her rounded stomach and the other gripping the nape of her neck, he assaulted her mouth with long drugging kisses, drawing her taste into him. Panting he separated them and took her hand in a firm grip.
"Fuck, baby. You've never looked hotter while dressed. I wish I hadn't called this meeting now. Jesus, I just wanna throw you down and fuck you until we both can't move." He groaned and buried his nose into her neck, relishing her scent. "How did I manage to get you to love me? I'm a fucked up former gang enforcer and not worthy of you. You've made me a lucky bastard, baby, and I'll spend the rest of my life loving you.You've made my life worth living."
She signed into his chest and ran her hand over his heart. "I'm the lucky one, honey. You've given me everything I've ever wanted. You've given me a family. I couldn't care less about the past as long as you're my future."
They stayed still, embracing each other. Duke knew as long as he had her in his arms, he could deal with the rest of the shit life would throw at them.
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Walking into the bar, he saw everyone that mattered to him. Slam was stood right at the front with Razor, Hollywood and Prez, looking pretty smug that he knew what the others didn't. Little did he know that he was in for a surprise too. Obviously he'd been teasing Razor about the announcement because his brother looked like he was about to throw up and was twisting his hands together, which Duke knew he did when he was anxious or impatient.
He raised his hands to call for quiet. "Brothers, I've called for this informal meeting to officially tell you all that Nicole is now my old lady....." Everyone whooped or clapped interrupting the rest of his news. Razor started to walk forward with a big smile but stopped when Duke raised his hands again. "That's the very good but small news. You all expected that. The big news is Nicole is pregnant....." Whoops and hollers interrupted again and Duke was starting to get frustrated. Nicole snuggled into his side giggling at his expression. "I'm not finished!" He shouted over the mounting mayhem. He allowed himself a second to enjoy Slam's cocky expression slip from his face. "The massive news is.....we are having identical triplets."
No one made a noise. He was looking into a sea of shocked stares. After a couple of seconds, girly shrieks sounded from the back and brothers were pushed out of the way to admit Jewel and Shel. They rushed towards Nicole and enveloped her in a hug, rubbing her belly while happy tears fell from all three. He was drawn away from the scene when someone loudly cleared their throat.
"Are you being serious?" Razor asked, looking for all the world like he was about to pass out. Duke split from the girl-fest and clapped his brother on the shoulder.
"Sure am, man. The doc told us today, even gave us some pictures. I'll show you them later. Don't know if they're boys or girls yet. We won't find out for a couple of weeks. You ready to be an Uncle?"
A huge grin spread on Razor's face and he threw his arms around Duke. He could almost hear his ribs protesting at being squeezed so tight. In the background he heard the rest of his brother's cheer and call for drinks all round. Razor released him as everyone gave their congratulations and thumps on his back. He turned to see Razor lift Nicole and spin her in circles. His heart jumped to his throat and was just about to go nuclear when Razor gently put her down. The look on Nicole's face could only be described as radiant. He'd never seen her look so beautiful. As he looked around the bar, he took in all the smiles and laughter. This was his family and now he was adding to it. He allowed his excitement to build as he was carried to the bar by the Musketeers, amidst jokes of having super sperm. Shots were lined up. Three each to start, one for each of his babies. It was time to have a proper celebration; Fallen style.
Nicole
Nicole had laughed so hard and had so many hugs tonight that she almost felt a little sore, but seeing Duke so happy and partying with his brothers made every small wince worth it. He was going to make a great daddy, she just knew it. She was walking to the apartment followed by Duke, Razor and Slam, who were propping each other up. They were meant to be helping her to get Duke into bed, but at a quick glance back it was difficult to tell who was helping who.
She laughed to herself as they started to warble a song that she didn't recognise. It sounded like an old sea shanty, but they obviously didn't know all the words or were just incapable of pronouncing them at the minute. Jesus, they were wasted. She didn't mind. Duke rarely drank to this extent, in fact she'd never seen any of them this drunk. He'd taken their news so well, far better than she would have expected and she knew a night with his brothers would help ease some of the tension she had felt coming from him earlier. He was soon to become a daddy to triplets; the man deserved a drink.
Opening the apartment door, the men stumbled through. She stood laughing as Duke made his way to their bedroom, guided and supported by the wall. Razor staggered diagonally toward the couch where he collapsed, while Slam fell onto Dukes much loved recliner. She got some blankets and pillows and made them as comfortable as she could before going into Duke. She found him star-fished on the bed with his t-shirt half off. She could guess she wouldn't be getting that 'good lovin' he'd been promising her all night. He'd groped her every curve and shout-whispered into her ear all the things he wanted to do to her.
She stripped herself and then pulled his t-shirt the rest of the way off. Duke roused a little and was trying to put the moves on her. Unfortunately, he was nowhere near. He was trying to suck her nipple but his mouth was closer to her shoulder than her breast. She giggled when he fumbled with his jeans to release his engorged cock shortly before he passed out for the night. He brought a whole new meaning to 'rock out with your cock out.' She pulled on his top that she'd just removed, loving its warmth and smell and snuggled up to him, embracing her own sleep.