Chapter Twenty-Two

 

Ella

Two months later

This has been a long, couple months of recovery, but I am finally all healed both from the baby and the accident.

I had told my dad and Damien about the accident. When the Devil’s Souls members were distracted and not looking at me, I made a move and grabbed one of the men’s guns, whichever one was in the back with me and Demon. I started shooting whoever I could, and made sure to hit the driver. I knew we were hitting a red light, and I hoped to get hit so that I didn’t have to live in any part of that hell waiting to be rescued. Who knows what they would do to me.

Damien had told me that they had seen the SUV swerve and run the red light, getting hit from both sides. From what they saw, they didn’t know if I would be alive. I didn’t understand how I survived, but I am glad that I did.

Damien and I haven’t done anything sexual since Damien is wanting me to heal. I have been trying to hint that I am ready to finally have him, but I don’t think he’s getting the hint that I want him.

I made a plan to have Lily watch Derek for the night. I haven’t said anything to Damien yet, but I’m hoping he goes for it. I have become close with Lily over the months. She asked me if it was okay that Derek called her “grandma,” and I told her that I would be honoured. My dad seemed to nod his head in approval at me.

Damien had also told me that they patched in the two prospects. I was so happy for them, and whenever I saw them I used their new club names whenever I could. That always seemed to make them chuckle since usually it was, “Hello Shield. How are you, Shield? What’s your plan today, Shield?” They knew what I was doing, but they seemed to love it anyway.

My body definitely isn’t what it used to be. I was always a curvy woman, and over the years I had owned my body. I became confident in my own skin. It also helped that I had a husband who loved me just how I am, and made me feel beautiful every day.

I have stretch marks and loose skin from the baby, but it’s nothing that Damien hasn’t seen. He had to help me shower the first month I was at home until I told him that I was okay to shower on my own.

Damien was at the club at a church meeting while I dropped Derek off at Lily’s.

I had raced home after that, and jumped into the shower making sure that my legs and underarms were shaved. I also trimmed up a bit. I was never one to like going completely bare. Being neatly trimmed was good enough for me.

Once I get out of the shower, Damien texts me to tell me that he’s on his way home. He had moved all of his stuff in with me, and I was more than okay with it.

Torch and Steal were more than happy to make sure that no one bugged us all night. Only emergencies were to be brought to us. I’m pretty sure they would have been more weird about the whole thing of getting their sister laid if I was raised with them, but then again maybe that’s how they are.

When I got a text from both of my brothers that Damien left the clubhouse, and no one was going to come over or bug us, all I could do was laugh. I put my phone on its charger. I kept the ringer on in case Derek gave his grandparents any trouble during the night.

I hear the familiar sound of a Harley pull up to the driveway. I blow out a breath. Fuck, this is nerve racking.

I can do this.

 

Damien

When I left the club house, Torch and Steal winked at me and fucking smirked. I had no idea what the fuck that was about, but I wasn’t going to waste any time figuring it out.

I couldn’t wait to go home to my woman and son. I love spending time with them. We had spent the last two months in the house Ella owned, and we made it ours. Stacey ended up staying with Torch. She said that she wanted us to live alone as a family. She was going to find her own place, but Torch wasn’t taking no for an answer. He moved her into his home (not that she put up much of a fight).

I pulled up to my house late in the evening. The sun was already starting to set. I could see that most of the lights in the house were off. That’s not right. Usually Ella is cooking up a storm, or spending time with Derek in the living room. They don’t usually go to bed or spend time in the bedrooms unless it’s close to bedtime and she’s trying to settle him down.

I shut off my bike, and run up the steps. I step inside the house closing the door behind me and locking it. The living room and kitchen are dark. The only room with the light on is our bedroom. Maybe she got tired, put Derek to bed early, and decided to read or something.

I walk to the bedroom and, when I open the door, I freeze in place.

Fuck.

Ella is on the bed kneeling in the middle. She is wearing a black night gown. It goes down to the middle of her thighs and it’s completely see through. I can see the hard points of her nipples, and the black thong underneath. Fuck me.

I don’t know how long I stand their staring at her, but when my eyes meet hers there is so much fucking heat in them that my legs almost give out.

“Fuck, baby,” I say in a husky voice stepping closer to her. I take off my cut, place it on the chair next to the bed, and remove my shirt. I undo my belt. When I finally reach the bed, Ella is staring at me wondering what my next move will be. I see the rise and fall of her chest, and the flush over her body.

I place one knee on the bed, and waste no time grabbing her hair in my hand and pulling her toward me. She meets me in a kiss with as much urgency as I do. This is a hard and passionate kiss like we have both been desperate for this moment for a long time. I know I fucking have been waiting for the time that I can finally claim my woman.

I push her back on the bed, and position myself over her, resting between her legs. Her legs fall open automatically trying to accommodate my size. My lips still haven’t left hers, and I fucking love that she’s giving as much as I am. There is no need to question if she wants this. She’s showing me how much she fucking wants me.

I pull my mouth away from hers. “Fuck, baby. You’re so fucking sexy,” I whisper in her ear nipping at it. One of my hands moves down to one of her breasts. I give it a light squeeze, and she arches her body into my touch.

I move my thumb around her nipple feeling it harden under my touch. I roll it between my fingers giving her a slight pinch. She gives me a moan. I kiss down to her neck, and give it a bite which seems to turn her on more. My woman likes a little bit of pain. Fuck.

My mouth makes its way down to her breasts. I bite her nipple through the thin piece of fabric. She moans loud. I know that if I put my finger into her pussy, she would be wet. She’s so fucking responsive that I’m trying fucking hard not to go off in my pants. She keeps thrusting her hips up into me like she’s searching for my dick.

I kneel back placing my hands up her thighs so that I can remove her night gown. She sits up slightly to help me move it off of her. Now she’s laying before me in just a black lacy thong. Fuck. She looks so fucking good spread out before me on the bed waiting for my cock.

I run my finger down her slit, and I can feel that she’s wet through the thong.

“Fuck baby, you’re drenched,” I say on a groan.

“Oh fuck, Damien, please,” she begs me. I fucking love those words coming from her mouth.

“Please what, baby?” I say running my finger up and down her again, this time putting more pressure.

“Please Damien, touch me. I need more.”

“Anything for you, baby.”

I move her thong aside, and slide my finger in her entrance. She’s so fucking wet that my finger slides in easily. Fuck, she’s so fucking tight. I know that I won’t last long once I’m inside her.

I take her thong off urgently. I hear the sound of a rip, but I don’t fucking care right now.

First, I need a fucking taste before I slide my cock in her.

I bring my lips down to her clit and, with my finger inside her entrance, she starts moaning. I’ve barely just begun.

I bite and suck on her clit while I finger fuck her. It doesn’t take long before her legs are shaking and she’s moaning my name. Fuck, I love my name coming from her lips.

I know that she’s on the brink of an orgasm, but I want her first one to be around my cock. I can already feel her clenching my finger.

I stand back on the bed, and take off my pants. I get back in between her legs. I don’t bother with a condom. I know that she went on the pill after the accident, so I know that I’m safe until we are ready to have another baby. I don’t want to fuck her with anything in the way anyways.

I move the head of my cock to her entrance, and slide the tip in, slowly working myself in and out of her until I’m buried to the hilt. I pause so she can adjust to my size. After a few seconds, she starts moving her hips, so I know that she’s ready.

Fuck, she feels good.

I thrust in and out of her, increasing my pace. I can feel myself losing control. I look down at her and she’s staring up at me, lost in the passion. I move my mouth down to hers, and kiss her hard as I’m increasing my speed. I start fucking her hard as I lose control. I need to break away from the kiss. We are both panting and moaning.

“Damien, fuck. I’m going to...”

“Hold it, baby. Don’t cum until I tell you to,” I say as I kneel back, lift her ass off of the bed, and start fucking her hard and fast. I’m out of control, and a man on a mission.

I feel my muscles tightening, and my balls drawing up. I know that I’m close to breaking.

“Fuck baby, come now,” I say as I put my thumb on her clit, and keep fucking her hard and fast.

She’s moaning loudly, and her walls start clenching around my cock. “Fuck, Damien!” she shouts.

“Fuck, Ella… Ahhh fuck,” I shout as her walls clench me fucking tight, and I go off on the best fucking orgasm I have ever had.

Once I fucking spill all of my seed into her, I collapse on top of her. I make sure not to put all of my weight on her. Her hands are running up and down my back. We are just relaxing into one another while we come down from our orgasms.

“Fuck, baby, fuck,” I say. I have no words for what just happened, but I fucking love it.

“Wow,” she says.

I slide my softened cock out of her, and move to the side. She lies on her side facing me with a smile on her face.

“I love you so much, baby,” I say lightly kissing her on the lips.

“I love you too, Damien.” I stop, and I can’t help the smile that comes over my face. That’s the first time she has ever said that to me.

“I’m sorry I didn’t say it sooner, but I was scared of how I was feeling, and didn’t want to rush it. I know we have been together for the better part of a year, but I still got scared, and I needed to be sure in my head that’s how I felt. I didn’t know how to tell you since you have been waiting so long to hear it from me, and it just got harder the longer I waited,” she says and then takes a deep breath.

“Baby, I knew you loved me but were scared to say it. I know you better than you think. I could see it in your eyes how much you loved me. That’s why I waited until you were ready to say the words, and I’m fucking glad that I did. Hearing the words from your mouth without anyone or anything making you is the sweetest fucking thing I have ever heard. I’m so fucking glad that the clinic had an accident and gave you my sperm. It brought you to me, and gave me a life I didn’t know I wanted,” I tell her softly loving the look in her eyes that she gives me back.

“I became accidentally yours, and I am glad that it was you who ended up being on the other end of the phone,” she tells me with a smile.

“Yeah. You’re accidentally mine,” I say on a whisper. When we are both quiet for a few minutes and almost falling asleep, I finally ask her, “Where’s Derek?”

She huffs out a laugh.

“He’s with Lily and my dad for the night. I wanted you all to myself,” she says with laughter in her voice. Probably because I forgot about my kid for a second.

“Did Torch or Steal have anything to do with it?” I ask her curiously.

“Yeah, I asked them to make sure that no one bugged us tonight unless it was an emergency. I thought it would be weird to ask my dad so that his little girl could have undisturbed sex.” I end up barking out a laugh. I don’t know how she does it, but no woman has made me laugh right after sex.

“You’re telling me that you had tonight all planned?” I ask her.

“Yeah, honey. I wanted our first time to be special,” she tells me shyly.

“Well, since I have you to myself for the night, get ready to go all night because, baby, I’m going to take you so many times tonight that your pussy is going to be sore, and tomorrow when you’re walking around, you will know who was inside this pussy. You will feel your man all day,” I tell her, and I feel my cock already hardening for round two.

“That sounds fan-fucking-tastic to me, Damien. Give me all you got,” she says as she grabs my neck and pulls me toward her.

I grin and kiss her. I spend the rest of the night making love to her. I love this woman for who she is, and for the man she has made me want to be.