Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35452 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 177(@200wpm)___ 142(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35452 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 177(@200wpm)___ 142(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
With a hard-driving surge, I fucked Callipe. Harder. Faster. I did my best to put the friction she needed on her clit, but rational thought was a dim haze in the back of my mind I couldn’t seem to access.
I wrapped my arms around her tightly, holding her to me as I fucked her. My face was buried in the side of her neck, and my whole world narrowed to the pleasure currently engulfing my fucking dick. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I groaned my orgasm, my mouth muffled by her neck. Calliope stiffened around me, her cunt gripping my cock in a pulsing caress. Then she screamed. Violently.
Turning her face to me, I kissed her, doing my best to capture her screams so she didn’t wake the kids. Her pussy continued to pulse and grip me like a tight fist, taking every drop of my seed deep into her tender body. I wanted to howl at the moon. Fuck! I guess I had when I came. Before, if I’d even thought I’d accidentally come inside a woman, I’d have panicked. There had never been a time in my life when I’d fucked a woman I wanted to keep for longer than the pleasure lasted. Calliope? Yeah. I’d known she was a keeper from the very beginning.
We lay there, neither of us moving, for a long time. I knew I had to be heavy, but she just lay beneath me, stroking my back like she was petting a big jungle cat. Her other hand was at my nape, her fingers massaging gently. If there was ever anything that felt better than this, I couldn’t fathom what it might be. This woman was going to be my everything. She and her boys had exploded into my life, and I’d protect and defend them to the fucking death.
* * *
Calliope
I wasn’t sure how I felt about what I’d just allowed to happen. I mean, what was next for me and Carnage? I was sure he’d always be there for his kid, but would he stay with me? What if I had to see him with other women when he left me? Because I couldn’t go far if I were pregnant. I knew enough to know Carnage would never allow it.
Not wanting to push the situation or draw attention to myself, I lay passively beneath Carnage. It wasn’t a hardship, because I loved being pinned beneath him.
“I hate to bring this up, but we’ve got to go to church.”
“Church?” That was odd. “I don’t have a dress, Carnage. I can’t --”
He kissed me and chuckled. “Church is where the club meets, honey. Just a segregated part of the clubhouse. Usually, only members are allowed in, but Cain wants you there.”
“That doesn’t sound good.” I got a foreboding feeling in my chest.
“No worries for you, baby. I’ll take care of everything.” He smoothed my hair away from my face and kissed me gently. “Chase is here. Cain wants this settled now.”
My breath caught and I felt like my chest was going to explode. “I -- I…”
“Shh, baby. Everything’s gonna be all right.” Carnage continued to kiss me. He kissed my eyes and cleaned my tears when a few leaked to streak down my temples. “Trust me, baby. I swear I won’t let anything happen to take the boys away from you.” He rolled us over and kept me close, petting me gently.
I couldn’t say anything. All I could do was nod. Carnage and his crew had gotten me and the boys out of a bad situation. Surely, they wouldn’t betray me in that kind of way. “Just, please don’t anyone tear us apart, Levi,” I said, my voice breaking. “I can’t have those boys taken from me.”
“And they wouldn’t want to be taken from you, either, honey. They love you. That’s all I need to know. Just trust me. Don’t talk unless I give you the OK. Don’t pay attention to anyone but me. You look to me. Always.”
“OK.” I nodded eagerly. I’d do anything he said if he promised to make this right.
We dressed, Carnage helping me when I dragged my feet. He didn’t say anything mean or get impatient with me. He just leveled his steady gaze on me and nodded encouragingly.
“Come on,” he said. “Keep your head up. You’ve got nothing to worry about or apologize for, no matter what anyone says.”
“They think I’ve done something wrong?” Oh, God! Just how much trouble was I in?
“Nope. I just don’t know how Chase will react. None of this is your fault. You were the one who kept those boys safe. My guess is he’ll be angry at himself and will try to take it out on you. I will always stand between you and everyone. Physically and verbally. He’s not going to berate you under any circumstances. So, I’m going to ask you this one time just to know what I’m walking into. Not as an accusation or because I believe you did anything wrong. Just for informational purposes. Is there anything you need to tell me about you or your sister’s relationship with Chase that you haven’t?”