Keira

Blade has been here for a few days. It’s been nice having him around, taking care of me. I’m still not over the shock of learning that we’re having twins, but it will be okay.

I could tell the thoughts running through Blade’s head as soon as we found out we’re having a boy and a girl. My poor daughter is going to be so protected that it’s going to drive her up a wall. It’s a good thing her mama won’t let them get too bad. Hell, I’ll even help her get away every now and then. Blade won’t like it, but he’ll get over it.

He’s stuck to his word and been at Vixen every night while I’ve been at work. There’s a corner table that he’s chosen to sit at and watch me while I work. Honestly, I haven’t seen him really even pay attention to the strippers as they dance. His gaze is always on me.

Slim and a few of the Phantom Bastards have been in more since Blade has been spending time at the club. It’s nice to see them on a more regular basis. I know that Maddie is Slim’s daughter and that he misses her and the kids like crazy. We’ve had several talks about it. He’s such a good guy and I hope that eventually he finds his happy ever after. He deserves it.

Waking up, I go through my morning routine while Blade is still asleep. This gives me a chance to think about the last few days and decide what I’m going to do. Blade’s made it extremely clear that he wants me to come home to Clifton Falls. Technically I don’t have a home, this is just a temporary stop along the way I guess. Obviously, I won’t go far because of the babies, but I know Benton Falls isn’t my home.

Blade hasn’t touched me sexually in the days that he’s been here. The only thing he’s done is hold me at night when we go to bed. I’m so sexually frustrated that it’s not funny, but I’m not going to make the first move. If Blade wanted me, he’d make sure I knew it.

My phone ringing breaks me out of my thoughts as I pick it up to see that Melody is calling me. “Hello.”

“Hey babe,” she responds. “How are things with you and Blade?”

“Okay I guess.”

“What do you mean?” she asks, the confusion clear in her voice.

“Well, we found out some news at my appointment. That’s not what I’m talking about though. I’m talking about the fact that the man hasn’t touched me since he’s been here. We go to bed and he wraps his arms around me, then falls asleep. There’s no sex. At all,” I tell her, getting out the ingredients I need to make breakfast.

“So why don’t you start it babe? I’m sure he’s just trying to respect you. Not push you into something that he’s not sure you want right now.”

“I’m not starting anything. If he wanted me, he’d make sure I knew it. He always did before. Blade’s the only one I’ve been with since just before you were kidnapped and he’s the only one I want now.”

Before Melody gets a chance to respond, my cell phone is taken from me and I can hear the beep of it being hung up. I don’t even have to turn around to know that Blade is behind me. His smell and heat meet my back just before he starts kissing my neck.

“Don’t ever think I don’t want you, kitten,” he says. “You want somethin’ from me, take it.”

Turning around, I wrap my arms around his neck and pull his mouth down to meet mine. He wants me to take what I want, then I’m going to do just that. I move to his neck while running my hands up and under his shirt, bringing it up his body so I can kiss my way down to what I really want.

Blade lifts his arms up so I can remove his shirt easier, tossing it to the floor behind me. Continuing to kiss his neck, I slide my hands in the sweats that he slept in last night. I can hear the groans coming from Blade as I slowly make my way from his neck, down his chest and abs to his cock.

“Kitten, never said you had to do that,” Blade says, just before I take him in my mouth.

Without answering, I take as much of Blade in my mouth as I can. Using my tongue, I swirl it around the entire shaft while continuing to bob up and down. The entire time I stare up at him, watching the look of pure pleasure on his face. He’s got his head slightly tilted back and his eyes are closed. I can hear his low moans which is just turning me on more.

“Kitten, stop,” Blade says, bending slightly to pull me up. “Feels too good and I’m not goin’ to last much longer.”

Blade picks me up and before I can wrap my legs around his waist, he sets me down on the island behind me. I try to stay in a sitting position, but he uses one hand to gently push me back so I’m laying down. Reaching up under my dress, Blade slides my thong down my legs until he can fling it behind his back. Standing up, he bends over me and grabs my hair so that he can tilt my head where he wants it to go before kissing me in a way that he knows I love. Just as I’m about to break the kiss so I can catch my breath, Blade moves to my neck.

I moan out as he nips and kisses his way down my neck to my chest. Without skipping a beat, I can feel the straps of my dress being lowered down my arms, baring my upper body to Blade. My back arches up off the island as he takes one nipple in his mouth. Ever since I became pregnant, I am so sensitive that he can almost make me cum just from playing with my tits. And it doesn’t take long either.

“More Blade!” I moan out, arching up as far as my stomach will let me.

Blade doesn’t disappoint. He moves from one side over to the other one. I don’t know if it’s because I’m already so close, but this side seems more sensitive. Before I can stop, or warn Blade, an orgasm rips through me.

“Blade!” I scream out.

Before I come down all the way, I feel Blade insert a finger in me. Curling his finger in a way that ensures he hits all the right spots, I feel my body responding the way it always does to him. From the very first time we were together, Blade knew my body better than I did. I enjoy sex but no one else has ever gotten the response that he has. Blade makes it more about me and less about himself than anyone I have ever known. Just like I know that he’s holding back and not giving me everything that he usually does with other women.

“Kitten, you ready for me?” he asks, stepping in even closer to me.

“Mmhmmm,” I murmur.

After pumping his finger in and out a few more times, I feel the head of his cock lining up. Even though Blade won’t slam into me the way that he has in the past, he doesn’t stop until he’s buried inside. My back arches and there’s no stopping it if I wanted to. I love feeling Blade inside me, making sure that we both reach our release in ways that are fun and new to me. It’s never the same thing with him.

“I need more,” I tell him, lifting my hips to meet him.

“I don’t want to hurt you or the baby, Kitten.”

“You won’t. Please, I need more,” I moan out.

Blade pauses for just a second before giving into me and giving me what I really want. He moves faster and harder until I can feel my release curling through my body. I know that he’s getting closer too since I can feel his legs starting to shake and his movements becoming erratic.

“Give. It. Up. Kitten!” Blade pants out between thrusts.

Leaning down, Blade takes one nipple in his mouth and bites down just hard enough for my release to tear through me. Two more pumps of his hips and I can feel Blade still and know that he’s found his release too.

Usually he would lean down on me and hold me while we both came down. I know he won’t this time though. He will hold me, but he won’t put any weight on me. So, he rubs his hands up and down my sides while our breathing begins to slow. I run my hands up and down his back, pulling him as close as he’ll get.

“Kitten, you know that I have to leave today, yeah?” he asks, helping me sit up.

“I know. I don’t like it, but I know you have to get back to your life,” I tell him honestly, while my heart breaks in pieces.

“Kitten, you know I want you to come home with me. I’ve already talked to Rage about buildin’ our home close to Melody and Glock’s. I want us together, you my old lady, and us raisin’ our babies together,” Blade tells me, kissing my forehead.

“I don’t know, Blade. That’s a big step up from just wanting to have a little fun. We can’t do that just because there’s children involved now. That won’t be good for anyone. Especially them,” I tell him, knowing first-hand what parents fighting all the time does to a child.

“Kitten, we’ll work on it. I’ll keep comin’ down to see you and you can make trips up to see me. I know I want a decision made soon though. I don’t want our twins livin’ in two different houses,” Blade tells me.

I don’t want our children raised in two different houses, in two different towns, either. My parents couldn’t make their relationship work and I remember the toll it took on my sister and I to go from one home to the other with two different sets of everything from rules to the people we were surrounded by. My kids deserved better than that, but that’s not a reason to get back together.

“We’ll see what happens, Blade,” I tell him, leaning up to give him a kiss good bye.

“Bye kitten. I’ll call you as soon as I make it to the clubhouse,” he tells me before grabbing his bag and making his way out to his bike.

I stand on the porch watching him leave. After he’s long gone and I can barely hear the rumble of his bike, I’m still rooted to the same spot. So much has to be decided and I have to be the one to make those decisions. Can I truly risk my heart and give Blade the chance he says he wants?

Blade

My head was spinning on the drive home. Instead of it being a calm and relaxing ride, I couldn’t stop the thoughts of Keira and my kids from flitting through my mind. Was I really ready to be a dad to not only one child but two? How was I going to handle having a daughter? Am I good enough to teach my son what it takes to be a man? Will my girl move back where she belongs with the people that truly love and care about her? If I push too hard, will she pull a runner and disappear with my kids? Will she give me a chance to prove to her that I’m ready to be a one-woman man?

The few days that I just spent with her were amazing. No, I didn’t push the sex issue because I want this done at her pace. If she doesn’t want me to touch her, then I’m not going to. That theory was good in my mind until I heard her talking on the phone thinking I didn’t want her at all. My kitten is the only woman I’m going to want today, tomorrow, and when we’re old and gray. Keira knows when to challenge me, when to leave her sass behind, how to give me as good as she gets, and isn’t afraid to try anything. She speaks her mind and doesn’t let me bullshit her. I also know when it comes down to it, unless I do one of her few deal breakers, she’ll have my back no matter what.

With all the thoughts running through my mind, I’m back at the clubhouse before I know it. I back my bike into its normal spot and take a minute to just sit there. It’s good to be home, but my girl needs to be here with me. My kids need to be here no matter if they’re in her stomach or born. I’m tired of missing out on things.

“Blade!” I hear yelled from across the yard. “You didn’t bring my girl home? What the fuck were you doing there?”

“Angel, leave the man alone. He’s just gettin’ back and wants a minute. He’ll come to you when he’s ready,” Glock tells Melody.

“Let me just give her a call and I’ll be right in,” I tell her, hoping it will calm her down enough to give me time to call Keira.

Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I pull up her name and listen to it ring. Instead of hearing her sweet voice, I get her voicemail. I know she’s not working at the club tonight. Maybe she’s taking a nap. I know she usually tries to lay down and relax for a little while during the day. I’ll give her an hour and then I’m calling her back.

Knowing I don’t have much time before Melody comes barreling at me again, I make my way in the clubhouse and see her and Glock sitting at a table in the corner. Guess we’re talking about my trip and why our girl isn’t home where she belongs yet.

Making a detour to the bar, Summer hands me a beer before I make my way over to them. I sit opposite of Melody and down half of my beer before I set it down, letting her know I’m ready to talk.

“How is she?” she asks, genuine concern written all over her face.

“She’s okay. Tired most days but she’s handling everythin’ like a champ,” I respond, the pride evident in my voice.

“I know she was upset the last time I talked to her. The same way I know I was hung up on, so I’m guessing you took care of that issue?”

“Angel,” Glock warns.

“Yeah, I took care of it. We got news, but I know she’s gonna want to share with you, so I’m sure she’ll be callin’ you real soon.”

“How are you gonna do that to me?” Melody asks.

“It’s not just my news to share. She’ll spill the beans when she’s ready to and not a minute sooner. You know how stubborn she is.”

“I do. I also know how she truly feels about you even if she hasn’t admitted it to herself, or you yet. You need to be careful with her and be there when she needs you,” Melody tells me. “And you have to let her push you away a little when she needs to. Keira hides her feelings behind a wall thicker than concrete. So, when she loves you and gives you her all, don’t break that trust.”

“I’m not gonna hurt her,” I tell Melody honestly. “I want her here with me. We’re goin’ to be a family and she needs to know that I’m all in when I say I want to be with her.”

“I know you are Blade. I haven’t seen you with any bimbos and I know that you’re missing her as much as I am. Please, bring her home where she belongs,” Melody begs me. “She’s never really felt like she’s belonged anywhere or that she’s had a home. Give that to her Blade.”

Learning that my kitten doesn’t feel like she belongs anywhere guts me. She does belong somewhere; right by my side. I don’t want her following behind me, I want her to be my partner in everything. Keira is someone that I can open up to and share the demons that haunt me. She’s the only one that I want to open up to completely about everything. Obviously, there’s some club things I can’t let her know, but everything else in my life is an open book to her.

Looking down at my phone, I realize that I’ve been sitting here for almost two hours shooting the shit with Glock and Melody. We’ve talked about the new house, Melody’s babbled on about baby things, and how much she wants Keira here with us all. Making my excuses, I leave the table and head to my room to call my girl. She should be up by now and I want to talk to her. I miss hearing her voice already.

Just before I get to my door, I see a club girl making her way over to me. I don’t remember seeing her before and I’m glad that I don’t want anyone else but my kitten. This girl is young, she’s got make-up caked on so thick I can tell from thirty feet away, her long hair is greasy and unkempt, and she could do with a meal or two to fatten her up. Even if I didn’t have Keira, I couldn’t bring myself to touch this girl. There’s something off about her and I can feel it in my gut.

“Hey handsome,” she purrs, trying to sound sexy. “You looking for some company?”

“No. Sorry, my girl would have my cock sittin’ in a jar if I so much as looked at another girl.”

“What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.”

“Who the fuck do you think you’re talkin’ to? My girl means more to me than some used up skank,” I say, getting in this girls face. “If you ever come at me like that again, I can guarantee you’ll be out of here before you can blink. We don’t play that game around here. Our women mean the world to us and we’re not gonna fuck it up for someone like you.”

“I-I’m s-s-sorry,” The girl stammers. “I didn’t mean anything.”

“You’re just lucky it was me you pulled this shit on and not one of the higher members of the club. You would already be gone. Now, run along and find a single guy to fuck with.”

I watch the girl scramble off down the hall towards the common room. Shaking my head, I think that it never ceases to amaze me how low some of the club girls will go to try to land a brother. Especially Addison and Chrissy when Skylar first started coming around. Those two were down right vicious and I hope this new girl doesn’t turn out to be the same way.

Opening my door, I pull my phone out and try to call Keira again. There’s still no answer and I’m honestly starting to get worried. I might have to put a call in to Slim to have him send one of his guys to check on my girl. If anything is wrong and I’m so far away I’m going to flip out.

“’Lo,” I hear muttered into the phone.

“Slim, you seen my girl since I left there?” I ask, sitting down on my bed.

“No. We tried callin’ her to come in to cover a shift and haven’t had a call back,” he answers, more alert then when he answered the phone.

“I’ve been tryin’ since I made it back and haven’t gotten her to answer the phone. Can you….” I don’t even have to finish my question.

“Boy Scout, go ‘round to Keira’s house and check on her. Tell her that we tried callin’ to see if she wanted to cover a shift and were gettin’ worried. Call me as soon as you see her,” Slim tells the prospect. “Call you back as soon as I hear from him.”

Hanging up, I lean back waiting for Slim to call me back. Unfortunately, there are so many possible scenarios running through my head that I can’t relax. I won’t be able to until I know that she’s okay and our babies are okay. Especially if she’s not answering for Slim or one of the girls from Vixen. That’s what’s got my head in a tail spin wondering what’s going on with her right now.

Slim: She’s good. Just wakin’ up

Me: Thanks man

It’s a good thing that the clubhouse isn’t that far from her house. I know Slim did that on purpose. Now, I can call my girl and find out when I get to see her again. I’m dead serious when I say I’m not missing out on much more of her carrying my babies. She needs to come home. Now.