Dax had dinner with Zack and listened to what the other man had to tell him. He knew that the information Zack gave him was going to affect the whole club, so he needed to spend some time processing it before he shared it with anyone. Between the stress of that, and the emotional turmoil he’d had to witness earlier between Cody, Harley, and Kyle, his head was throbbing by the time he got back to the house. He didn’t see Angel when he walked inside, so he grabbed a beer out of the fridge and took it out back. The sun porch was Angel’s project and her favorite spot in the house. It wasn’t finished yet, but she had it filled with leafy green plants already and comfortable furniture. She’d recently ordered a hammock, and she was so excited when Dax hung it up for her. When she had down time, that was where he usually found her. Tonight was no different. She was lying back on it, dressed in a little jeans skirt and a tank top. He watched her for a few seconds before she knew he was there. One of her shapely long legs was stretched out over the side and she was using it to rock the hammock gently back and forth. One of her arms was lying across her flat stomach and the other was behind her head. She was staring out the screened-in porch toward the teen center, which was also still a work in progress. The sun was almost down beyond the new building and a few stars already dotted the clear night sky. A little smile tugged at the corners of her lips and he wondered what she was thinking. He wasn’t one to pry into her personal thoughts, however; he trusted her to let him in on anything important. Just being near Angel made him feel better. The headache began to disappear, and he felt the familiar calm that Angel brought to his chaotic life begin to settle down over him as he watched her.

“Is there room in there for one more?” he said, startling her.

She smiled up at him and slid over in the canvas hammock. Dax dropped down next to her and put his arm around her waist, pulling her up against him and kissing the side of her face. “Miss me?” she asked.

“Every second that you’re not in the same room,” he said with a sigh.

She ran her hand up his back and let her fingers play with his long hair as she asked, “Are you still worried about Cody?”

He shook his head slowly and took a sip of his beer. Sitting it down on the table next to them, he wrapped her up in his arms and laid them back into the hammock. “Nope. Cody’s a big boy.”

She laughed. “You can pretend to other people, but not me. I know you’re worried about him. I am too. But I can see Kyle’s side here too. He has a right to know if Ian is his son.”

Dax nodded again. “I agree.” He pulled her in tighter and kissed her lips and smiled against them then said, “I just wish he wasn’t such an asshole.”

Angel giggled. “Hey, that’s my brother you’re talking about.”

“Sorry.”

She was still smiling. “Don’t be. If anyone knows what an asshole Kyle can be, it’s me. But you know he’s a good man at heart. If Ian turns out to be his, he would never take him away from Harley and Cody.”

Dax wasn’t as convinced of Kyle’s good heart as Angel was. He tucked her head under his chin and said, “I don’t think he’d take him from Harley. Cody’s right about Kyle wanting her back.”

“Why do you say that?”

“You honestly can’t see the way he looks at her? He didn’t say one negative thing to her today either; all of his venom was directed at Cody.”

“It’s just a territorial thing with him, I think. A pissing contest between him and Cody. Not that I don’t believe he’d be a good father, but being that baby’s father would give him an edge over the man he believes stole the love of his life.”

“Cody couldn’t have taken her if she didn’t want to go.”

“I agree with you. I’m just trying to see it from both sides.”

Dax laughed and buried his face in her silky hair. “You’re just trying to get me to see it from your brother’s side.”

“Okay, maybe…a little. Let’s not talk about that anymore. What else is new?” Dax groaned. He’d made a promise to Angel when they first got together that he wouldn’t keep her in the dark about anything that would have a major impact on the club or their life together. He’d rather not talk to her about the situation with Gunner, just because he knew it would give her one more thing to worry about, but he didn’t see that he had a choice. “Was the meeting with Zack Leoni bad?” she asked.

He sighed. “Yes and no. Zack did something today that he didn’t have to and I’m sure is not the norm for him. He came to let me know that Randall Covey was voted in as president of the Head Hunters and Zack’s mother has hooked up with him, I guess.” Zack also had club business from his own club to discuss, but nothing Angel would be interested in.

“Wow, is his father’s body even cold yet?”

Dax chuckled. “According to what Zack tells me, his mother is even colder than a corpse. Unfortunately, her main order of business for her new old man is to have him avenge Swinger’s death.”

“Oh shit,” Angel said. “They’re going to come after Gunner.”

He nodded. “That’s what Zack thinks. He didn’t have any more confirmation than that, though.”

Angel rolled into him so that her face was buried in his side and one of her legs stretched across his. Dax felt his body responding. It always did when she was close enough for him to touch, or smell…he loved her in a way he hadn’t even known he was capable of. She said, “You ever think we should just skip having kids?”

That statement surprised him. Angel came from a huge family and she’d always told him that she wanted to make a big family of her own. “Really?”

She held her head back so that she could see his face and said, “Well, we have the new teen center, Cody, Gunner, and all of my brothers to take care of already. Maybe we have enough kids.”

Dax smiled and bent to kiss her nose. “Are you mothered-out already?”

She laughed. “Some days.”

“Let’s pretend that none of them exist for the rest of the night.”

“Mm,” she said, snuggling into him tighter. “That sounds like a wonderful idea.”

Dax used one arm to pull her up on top of him and went for her lips. He loved kissing her. He loved the way she tasted and how responsive she always was to him. He let his tongue explore her hot, wet mouth like it had never been there before while her fingers tangled themselves up in his hair and his hands ran up and down her back and across the curve of her sexy butt. He let her come up from the kiss for air and he laid soft kisses along her jawline until he reached her neck. Angel laid her head to the side to give him better access and he felt her hips wiggle into his while he sucked on it. He slid her skirt up to her waist in back and put his hands on the now exposed cheeks of her ass. Angel always wore a thong, and Dax fucking loved it. He used his hold on her ass to press her into his growing erection and she writhed against him. She was so fucking sexy. Dax turned to the side just enough to drop her back down into the hammock and let his hand come around to the front of her smooth thighs as he kissed down to her collarbone. He worked the skirt up in front and let his hand find the smooth V between her legs. The crotch of her little lace thong was soaking wet and she moaned as he ran his fingers up and down, pressing the panties into her lips as he did. Meanwhile, he pulled up her shirt and she sat up enough to let him pull it over her head and toss it to the floor. As soon as it was gone, he dove in for a mouthful of one of her sexy, firm breasts and began to suck and bite at it as he worked his fingers underneath her little panties.

While he stroked her wet pussy and her swollen clit with his fingers, he felt her hand pulling at the button of his jeans. He used his free hand to help her and once it was open, she pushed down the zipper and slid her hand down inside. He sucked in a breath when she wrapped her warm hand around his throbbing cock and began to stroke in time with what his fingers were doing to her pussy. He could feel himself growing even harder and longer in her small hand. She knew just how to stroke him to make every fiber in his body come alive and light the fire in his core. He slid his fingers through the crotch of her thong so that his hand was grasping it and he pulled, ripping it off her and tossing it aside. She looked hot with her skirt up around her waist and nothing else on. He kissed her lips again and then gently moved her hand off his shaft and stood up slowly. The hammock rocked with the shift of his weight and almost threw her off. Angel laughed and caught herself with one of her sexy long legs and then watched Dax strip off his clothes. He reached down then and pulled her skirt down her legs and all the way off and then he took hold of her small waist and moved her so that her butt was on the hammock, but her legs dangled over the side. He spread her legs open and lowered himself down to his knees and buried his face in her sweet pussy. Angel gripped his head and pushed him in tight as he licked her from top to bottom and swirled his tongue around her swollen clit. He felt the muscles of her thighs tighten around his head when he sucked her clit into his mouth and let his teeth run back and forth across it. The fingers she had his hair wrapped up in were digging into his skull, and he could hear in the way she was breathing and whimpering that she was about to come. He let his tongue slide up inside of her as she cried out and her warm juices bathed his face.

“Jesus, fuck, you’re good at that,” she said, breathlessly. Dax lifted his face and grinned at her.

“Just good at that?”

“No, baby, everything. I am afraid if we try and do much else on this hammock, though, we might end up on the floor.”

Dax stood up and took her legs with him. He turned her so that she was lying flat on her back and then he stepped over her and the hammock with one long leg. Angel was smiling up at him like she couldn’t wait to see what happened next. He winked at her and reached down and scooped his big hands underneath her butt and pulled her up so that their hips would meet and then he let his cock slide into her. He felt her body tremble and she cried out when he plunged into her deeper. He moved his hips and hers, driving into her deeper and harder as the hammock swayed in time with their movements. Angel reached up and ran her fingertips down his chest and across his abdomen, down to the place where his cock was buried inside of her. She worked her fingers between them and gently caressed his balls while he fucked her. Dax wasn’t in a hurry. He took his time, moving in and out of his beautiful woman and wondering how he got so lucky. He hadn’t lived the most respectable life, but somehow the way he lived had brought Angel into it, and he wouldn’t trade her for anything in the world…even if he did have to deal with her asshole brother. He wasn’t about to tell Angel, but if he got a vote about the baby’s paternity, it would be all Cody.