IRISH: a Bad Boy Fighter Romance (23 page)

As if on command my body responded. I cried out and dug my fingernails into his arms, felt him drilling his cock deeper inside of me until he stopped.

His shaft throbbed his release and I felt his hot, thick cum deep inside of me. I sobbed his name and arched backwards, my long hair brushing down my back as my body received him and broke free from its own coiled tension.

I came hard and clenched him so tight I heard his sharp intake of breath.

He slowed his movements and I sat back up, looked down at him and felt the love that was burning in his eyes radiate around me.

I loved him so much it felt like my heart was too big for my body, like it would explode one day and flutter free to be with him forever.

I took one long last breath and collapsed beside him, with my back to him so I could rest my belly on the bed.

“Ah, kitten, you are magnificent, even when ye crush me,” he chuckled and wrapped his arms around me from behind.

I loved spooning, I loved how Knox always made me feel warm and safe.

“If you talk about being crushed one more time I might have to give you night time diaper duty,” I laughed.

“I won’t mind at all,” he replied and I knew he was the kind of man who wouldn’t.

I felt him slide his hands to my stomach and he fell asleep like that, cradling our baby and holding me in his arms and in his heart.

Chapter Fifty Three

Knox

One of the things I loved most about Lennon was how deeply good she was. It shone from her like a beacon and I worried that her goodness might draw dark hearted people towards her, which is why it was especially good that I was in her life.

I could protect her because I could recognize those people when they showed up.

I used to be one of them, I used to be friends with them.

But her goodness shone through the most when she told me about Sabrina.

I’d known she’d been keeping something from me but figured she’d share it with me when she needed to.

And when she had found the right time to reveal her deep, dark secret I’d almost laughed at her.

I know I had chuckled a little, but the idea that she’d been so eaten up over such a small matter made me realize just how good she was.

That was me wife though, she was so far from the dark in life that she brought sunshine to mine. Being around her made me a better person, and on top over everything else, I loved her for that.

I let her sleep in the morning and headed to my gym for the day’s training. I had a good eight hours of beating Joe around today, I was in training for the big match right here in Boston a week away.

“Jesus, Knox, you look like you ate the canary,” Jake said as I strolled in feeling pretty smug about spending the night fucking me beautiful pregnant wife.

“I might have,” I winked and walked past him.

He turned, looked at me and said, “Oh you dirty dog. Well get it while you can, after the baby comes you aren’t going to be doing much of that I tell ya.”

Jake and Melody’s little guy was growing fast and was already crawling like a champ. Of course that meant more work for both parents, and Jake was looking a little rougher around the edges since becoming a dad.

“We’ll see,” I said and headed to get changed. I worried about that, during the pregnancy Lennon had definitely gone through some times where she’d not wanted sex that often, but I knew we’d make it no matter what happened.

I waited for Joe to show up and we began to spar almost immediately. I was being challenged for me title of the UFC’s heavyweight champion of the world. Some punk ass kid from out west had decided to chirp me on social media and the entire thing had grown until the public had demanded a match.

Fek, I didn’t even go on Twitter, but here we were and there he was going to get his arse kicked mightily a week from now.

Joe stepped back as I pummeled him with a focused attack and he dropped when I aimed for his head and he didn’t duck.

“Shit, you okay?” I asked and held out my hand to him.

“I don’t know,” he replied, standing and rubbing his jaw where I’d struck.

“What do ye mean ye don’t know?”

“The hit didn’t hurt but Charlotte told me something today and I don’t know if I’m okay.”

“Is she finally leaving your greasy ass?” I asked with a grin.

He looked serious and shook his head. “No. She’s having a baby.”

“And it’s yours?” I asked, teasing him to get him out of his obvious dark mood.

“Yeah, it would be,” he replied slowly. “What am I gonna do?”

“You’re gonna marry her and settle the fuck down and stop worrying about it. You’re gonna be a family man and there ain’t nothing wrong with that.”

“But I’m so young,” Joe said.

“So what? What the fek were ye thinking of doing with your life? Ye want to be a fighter, so be a fighter but be a father too. The two aren’t incompatible. Shit, think about how handy that is if ye have a girl. Ye can chase off all the greasy little punks like you.”

He laughed, shook his head in disbelief and said, “You’re right. You’re always right. It’s just big news and I only found out about an hour ago.”

“You’ll get used to the idea. It will grow on you until you can’t imagine being anything but a husband and a father. Now put yer fists up, we need to get me ready.”

“Yes sir,” Joe grinned and dodged around me on his feet with his fists in the air in front of him.

“Now that’s more like it,” I said and we began to spar again in earnest.

It was gonna be a good match next week. The odds were pretty even with a slight favor in my direction. The folks were looking for a huge fight and I was probably gonna give it to them.

***

I got home around dinner and Lennon was waiting for me with excitement in her eyes.

“I found the cutest outfit,” she said and dragged me to the nursery to show me yet another parade of tiny little clothes for our baby. I loved that she was excited, but that was one aspect that didn’t thrill me as much as it seemed to excite her.

Afterwards we ate dinner and spent the evening cuddling on the sofa watching old movies. It was a perfect little slice of domestic bliss, something I’d never imagined for myself and something for which I was eternally grateful.

She fell asleep on my shoulder and I spent the rest of the night watching an action movie and putting my hand on her stomach to feel the baby kick during the car race scenes.

It was that night that I felt for the first time that I was going to do this dad thing really well. I wasn’t gonna let my kid down, not like everyone had done to me, and I couldn’t wait to meet them.

My family was my life, and I loved every moment of it.

Chapter Fifty Four

Lennon

“You’ve got exactly fourteen days to go,” my obstetrician, Doctor LeBlanc told me. She was young, French, willowy and beautiful…and absolutely amazing. She never made me feel awful about the weight I’d gained and she never even blinked when she recognized Knox in her examining room.

She was cool as a cucumber and that’s exactly what I needed because I knew I’d be a wreck and I suspected Knox might freak out a little once the baby started to arrive.

“Almost here, kitten,” Knox said, squeezed my hand and kissed me gently. I saw Doctor LeBlanc smile to herself at Knox’s tenderness. I supposed to the outside world it might seem strange that such a brutal fighter would be so soft and loving towards his family, but Knox was nothing else but exactly that.

Unless he was horny, then all bets were off but I knew he’d never hurt me. He just happened to know what he wanted and how he could go about getting it.

And let’s face it, I didn’t mind. Even when I wasn’t in the mood, I was always in the mood for Knox.

“I can’t wait to meet the wee baby,” Knox said close to my ear.

I loved his Irish lilt, it got stronger the more excited he was…or the more revved up for a fight he was…or the hornier he was. Right now it was a thick accent with the cutest little roll of his tongue here and there.

“You will be meeting…um…wait, you chose not to find out the sex, right?” Doctor LeBlanc asked.

“Yes, that’s right. We were hoping to be surprised,” I replied.

“All right, then you will meet the baby soon enough. Until then I might suggest you go home and enjoy your life as a couple before they get here. Life will never be the same afterwards, so celebrate the final days you have with just the two of you.”

She smiled and I glanced at Knox. We both had the same idea, I could tell. We were just so excited to meet our child that we didn’t even think about time to ourselves.

“I know, I know,” she laughed. “Everybody always gives me that same look when I give them that advice. Just don’t come crying to me in a month because you can’t sleep and you don’t think you’ll ever want sex again.”

I glanced at Knox again and he raised his brows. “That’s not gonna happen,” he said confidently.

“Uh, I hope not,” I replied and laughed. “Don’t look so worried, of course that’s not going to happen…right Doc?”

She smiled and said, “I can assure you that if you had a healthy sex life before the baby, you will continue to have one after the baby.”

“We’re golden then,” Knox said and bent to kiss me. He growled and nibbled my neck, I squealed and giggled at his touch.

“You two are going to be just fine,” Doctor LeBlanc said with a laugh. “I will most likely see you at the hospital when you’re in labor, so good luck until then!”

With that she was gone and Knox helped me up off the examining table. “When is your fight again?” I asked and slipped my swollen feet into my sandals. They were the only shoes that fit just then.

“On the weekend, just over a week before the baby comes,” Knox said. “I hope you can make it.”

I’d been to every one of his fights since we’d gotten married, and I’d gone crazy at every single one. There was something erotically primal about yelling for your man as he beat the crap out of his opponent.

After fight sex was always the best.

This time though I didn’t think I could handle it.

“I’m going to stay home,” I told him, hoping he’d understand.

“Ah, kitten, I thought ye would tell me that. I’ll still fight knowing you’re watching me,” he said and took my hand.

We strolled out of the clinic and through the waiting room. It was packed with pregnant women and their partners, and almost every male eye was on Knox as we made our way through.

I was finally getting used to being with a man like Knox, but at least at the baby doctor’s office it was only the men who got excited. Everywhere else women would be giving him those long looks of longing that used to drive me nuts with jealousy.