Chapter 25

 

The Doctor has Nessa settled into a room. They checked her, whatever the hell that means. They said she was at a nine. I don’t know what the fuck numbers has to do with this, but that’s what they said. They gave her medicine through her I.V. saying that she was too far for an epidural. After the Doc explained that one, I was almost glad she was too far gone for that.  A fucking needle in her back? No, thank you. I hold Nessa’s hand, as tears slowly fall down her cheeks.

“Are you ok?” I ask softly.  Her eyes come to meet mine and I’m lost in her.

“I just wish things were different for us. I wish our families were here.” The pain in her voice rips me apart.

“I’m your family, Nessa. Those people waitin’ out there, that’s your family. Your family is here, darlin’.” The slight smile that tugs at her lips is perfect. I’ve never wanted to kiss anyone so much, as I do right now.

I lean down, pressing my lips to hers. I’m surprised when she lets me.

“How many more of these do you think you can handle?” Whispering against her mouth, she bites my lip.

The laughter that erupts out of me doesn’t surprise her. She just smiles up at me.

“It hurts, Ghost.” I can see the pain in her eyes.

“I wish I could take it away, darlin’. What do you want me to do?” If there was something I could do to make it stop, I would. I hate seeing her in pain.

I hate that there is nothing I can do, to stop it.

“Just don’t leave me.” The look in her eyes is pained. She can’t really think that I’d leave her.

“I’m right here, Nessa.” Shaking her head, she looks back up at me.

“Not now—Not ever.” A tear slides down her face. I lean in, kissing it away before looking into her eyes.

“There is nowhere I’d rather be than with you. Don’t you ever think that I’d leave you.” Her smile is all I needed to see. I press my lips to hers once more, savoring the taste of her.  This is all I need in this world. Of all the bullshit that runs through the club, this is the best of it all. Having these women, we’re lucky as hell.

***

“Hey! Don’t fuckin’ smoke around her!” Snapping at Trick, the idiot quickly puts out his cigarette.

The last few months have been peaceful, to say the least.

Devil and Angel, have come back around the clubhouse more often.  Roc and Aria, are as happy as ever.  Me and Nessa? Hell, we are in heaven.  Things were hard for Nessa at first, but she held herself together like a champ. Looking down at Marissa in my arms, this world doesn’t seem so bad.  She was born three months ago, looking like the princess that she is.

“You’re spoilin’ her,” Dragon grins, knowing he is the one that spoils her. Hell, I barely got to hold her the first week of her life. Uncle Dragon hauled her off every chance he could get. Still does.

“You can’t spoil them.” He laughs before pointing at Jordan.

“No, not at all.” Jordan climbs up the steps to his new little slide that Devil went out and bought. Roc’s next to him, building a fucking swing set. To say these kids are loved, would be an understatement. They are beyond loved.

“You’re doin’ a good job, Ghost. I’m proud of you.” Dragon smiles before heading toward Jordan.

“I’m proud of you, too.” Nessa presses her lips to my neck.

“You know I can fuck you now, right? The doctor said six weeks. It’s past that shit.” Grinning at Nessa, she laughs.

“I know how long it’s been. Trust me.” Her laughter is sweet. Something I’ve missed coming out of her.

“I should bend that sweet ass over right now.” My eyes travel over her body before she slaps me.

“I mean, look at those tits, darlin’. They are ripe.” Nessa’s face reddens but she knows I’m playing with her.

“Gimme!” Angel rubs her hands together before grabbing Marissa out of my arms.

When I see her walk away, I grab Nessa, dragging her into my lap.

I kiss her more than I ever have. When I thought I might have lost her, it took a piece of me.

It pulled off a scab that had long since healed. I didn’t want to compare her to Mel, but losing her would have killed me. Melanie was never meant to be just mine. She was destined to other things.

Nessa, though? She was made for me.

“Do you know how much I love you?” Nessa pulls back, her eyes searching mine.

“What? Say somethin’.” A small smile curls her lips.

“That’s the first time you told me that.” Capturing her lips with mine, I kiss her harder.

“Get used to it, darlin’. You’re gonna hear it forever.” 

***

I sigh, as I run my hand through my hair. Marissa is crying like crazy, and Jordan is mumbling to himself.  I roll over and look at Nessa, she’s sound asleep. I can’t help but smile at her. She’s been so good with the kids but so worn out. Shoving off the bed, I head over and make a bottle before grabbing a diaper.

“Mom’s gonna make me do it this time.” Unzipping Marissa’s pajamas, I pull the dirty diaper off before putting on the new one. Her little eyes beam up at me, looking just like her mom. She’s as beautiful as her, too.

“At least dad did it right this time,” I tell her. Getting her back into her clothes, I grab Jordan out of his crib and set him on the floor with his toys, before picking Marissa up.

Grabbing the bottle, we join Jordan on the floor. As bad of a routine as this is, the three of us have grown accustom to our three in the morning bonding time. Jordan checks out his sister while I feed her, before going back to his toys. It amazes me to see how he interacts with her. He’s always so interested in what she’s doing. He sits in front of me playing, while Marissa eats. As soon as she’s done, I lay her back in her crib, tucking her in tightly. Grabbing Jordan off the floor, he yawns.

“Such a good big brother already. You stay up with your sister, huh?” He does, too. Every night. He’s up at three in the morning with her.

Laying him down, he quickly snuggles under his blanket. It doesn’t take him any time to fall asleep.

He’s so easy going, that it amazes me he’s actually mine. I climb back into bed and snuggle up next to Nessa.

Throwing my arm around her waist, she backs her ass up into my dick. Fuck, she makes me hard with the slightest touch.

“I can feel that, and the answer is no.” Chuckling into her hair, I pull her in closer.

“You’re such a good dad, Ghost. I’m proud of you.” Her yawns are just as beautiful as she is.

“You’re the one that makes me better. I love you.” Kissing her cheek, her light snores let me know she’s already asleep.

This right here—is my perfect world.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

TAMING DRAGON

 

 

 

 

Prologue

 

The world can be a cruel place to live. None of us know the real danger that lurks around the corner or hides in the dark.

I know it, though. I lived it.

Hell’s Fire MC has been my home, my refuge, since the day I was born.

When I came into this world, I was destined to become President at some point. Was I happy it was as soon as it was? Hell no.

I loved my family. I wasn’t raised like most of the guys. We were a family.

The day I lost them, was the day I lost myself.

You would think losing the ones you loved would change you into something better. Something decent.

It didn’t. I tried to move forward. I tried to live the best way I could but when death comes around again? There isn’t much left for you to do.

Living within this MC, death is always around. It’s always a possibility.

You take that chance when you become one of us. Some realize it, where others like to pretend it’s not a big deal.

I, on the other hand, know it all too well. I welcome it.

Of course, I don’t want to run out and get myself killed. I love these guy’s way too much to do that.

They all have families now, and people to love. My priorities have shifted.

My focus is no longer on myself.

It’s on keeping my club safe.

My family.