“In that dress?”
Lena smiled shyly as she hiked of the tulle skirt and rested her fingers to his wrist.
“Call it a jump start on the wedding night,” she teased. “I have to tell you something.”
Jax glanced back at the reception, his shoulders starting to sag even as he took her into his arms.
“We can’t just leave them like this,” he said. “After all this trouble---”
“We’ll come back,” she promised as she kissed his neck and cuddled close to his chest. “Pretty sure Artie wants to slip the garter off my leg.”
“After you toss the flowers to Viv.”
Lena smiled as she nodded her head. Seemed logical that they would be next, and the way Milo looked at him at them put the point on the fact that the pair had their blessing. Artie would have to spend the rest of his life treading lightly, but to be with Viv almost made it a fair trade. Maybe Aggie and Brutus would fall into place next. Anything was possible.
“I wouldn’t miss that,” she promised. “But right now…please?”
Jax honored her request and lifted her onto his bike. As soon as he mounted before her, Lena winded her fingers against his chest, clasping him close as she sighed into his neck.
“Take me away, Jax.”
He pumped the pedals and took off towards the falling sun as Lena threw her head back and started to unwind the braid surrounding her crown. One lock after another hit the wind, and Lena drank in the air flashing across her face. Deerfield looked different now. No longer small and stifling, a place that she was desperate to break free of at the first chance. Mac Arnold’s joint seemed as good a place as any to grab a cup of coffee, and she dreamed of their children stepping into the high school without a care in the world. Would have been nice for them. But there was no way to turn back time.
“This the spot?”
And it was the time to move forward.
As soon as the creek came into view, Lena let Jax lift her off the bike, and she melted into his arms. Before her heeled feet hit the ground, he brought her close for a kiss and twirled her hair around his fingers.
“Did I tell you looked beautiful?” he asked.
“I think so. But you can say it again.”
He responded with a kiss, and Lena kicked off her shoes, sighing at the feel of her feet hitting the smooth grass as she rested her ear to his heart.
“This works, too,” she said. “Come with me.”
“I’m okay right here, Lena.”
His hand reached under her skirt, and she smiled when he touched the silk between her legs.
“I like it more when there’s nothing here,” he muttered.
“Then tear it away,” Lena said. “I won’t mind.”
Jax honored her request with the deed, and she savored the soft breeze running up her legs as the heat from his fingers rivaled he pulse of her pussy and the need to have him inside her.
“Jax…”
She was ready to fall to the grass and spread her legs, eager to accept all of him and feel his smile mirroring hers on the cusp of a kiss. But she had to bite back her desire, if only for a few more moments.
“Soon, Jax,” she promised. “But first…”
“Don’t tease me, Lena. We’re married now. I can do whatever I want with you.”
He seemed so sure, and Lena pushed back as she narrowed her eyes.
“So that’s it?” she asked. “A few vows, and I’m you’re property?”
Not that she minded the idea so much if he was the one holding the soft chains, but she still thought… hoped that he---
“No. I’m your slave.”
Lena was stunned when he slipped to his knees and took hold of her hands. Kissing around her new ring, Jax eased her to his body and looked up at her with wonder in his eyes.
“I’m in charge then, Jax?”
“So you are. Come closer, Lena.”
Their mouths met, and Lena cradled the back of his head as she drank in the sweet sigh of his kiss. He moaned around each curl of her lips, and when he had to come up for air, Jax clasped her body closer and whispered into her hair.
“I’ll take it now,” he said. “You really gonna make me wait?”
She shook her head and pushed his fingers farther up her skirt, sighing when his touch lingered around her stomach.
“It’s almost enough,” he said with a small laugh.
“I think it’s more,” she said. “Jax, you’re not just touching me.”
His eyes squinted in confusion, and she pressed her lips close to his ear.
“This is your son, Jax,” she crooned.
Jax’s amazed eyes were given voice by the gasp leaving his parted lips, and she kissed him hard and moaned at the feel of his arms tightening around her body.
“A baby? A boy? But you’re…I can’t even tell.”
“Oh he’s in there,” she promised. “Forgive me for finding out on my own. But I…”
Lena kissed him again and laughed as his lips met hers.
“I wanted to tell you like this. Just us. Jax?”
Her throat tightened as he stared at her belly like something he was too terrified to touch.
“Not because I wanted you to look at us like this,” she assured him. “I just---”
“It’s a boy, Lena?”
She nodded as she stroked his cheek.
“And it’s ours?”
“You know I haven’t been with anyone else.”
The truth still seemed to take some time to work its way around him mind, and Lena held his hand as he caressed her tummy and sighed softly.
“I don’t even know what to say.”
“Say that you’re happy.”
He nodded at the suggestion, and she cuddled closer to his chest as her fingers moved down his cheeks.
“Happy? Lena…”
He kissed her lips, and Lena moved for more when Jax suddenly held back and pushed his hands behind his back.
“Jax? I thought you’d be---?”
She crawled across the ground, paying no mind to the grass staining and smearing her dress when she finally met his face and rubbed her hands down his stunned face.
“I am so happy, Lena,” he said. “But what if I can’t keep you…”
At the sight of him starting to break down, Lena gathered him in her arms and kissed his hair as she sighed against his skin.
“We’re safe now, Jax,” she promised him. “All of us.”
He pulled her close as he peered up into her eyes.
“Just that… even with the ring. Sometimes I still don’t think that I’m worthy of you.”
“Because they said that you were white trash in leather?”
“You said it, too, Lena.”
“When I was mad. I’m not mad now, Jax.”
They fell to the ground, and she stroked his cheeks with a soft moan.
“We’re worthy of each other,” she promised him. “And I’m proud to be your wife.”
Jax hesitated as she peered into his eyes, but Lena kissed him again and slowly started to loosen his tie.
“A son and a wife in the space of one day,” he said. “Like to see how you’re going to top that.”
Her eyes sparkled as she kissed up his chest and rested her lips just beyond his.
“I think we should call him Nathan,” she said. “High time your true dad had a namesake.”
Jax smiled through the tears that he struggled to fight back, and Lena squealed as her lifted her off the ground and twirled her around in his arms.
“Don’t want to name him after me?” he asked.
Lena kissed his cheeks and shook her head.
“No. You’re one of a kind, Jax.”
He seemed to like the sound of that and gently lowered her back to the grass. Jax found her thighs and moaned his delight when she brought his hand back to her cunt.
“It’ll be different,” he warned her. “Sure that you’re ready?”
“I went through fire and back for you, Jax. This’ll be a breeze.”
Jax held her to the grass, kissing every bit of her exposed flesh. His lips paused close to her breasts, and he propped his body up on his elbow as he stared down at her.
“I’m happy you came home, Lena.”
This was home. The way it was supposed to be. Milo would call on him; there would always be a kind of danger. But it didn’t matter when he looked at her like this. Nothing else did.
“Me, too, Jax. And know this: I – we – always have your back.”
THE END
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