Reclaimed (Knights Rebels MC #2.5) (8 page)

EPIL
OGUE

Kadence

Six Months Later

“Do you remember that time Nix broke his dick?” Jesse asks, causing everyone to start laughing.

“Shut the fuck up, Jesse.” Nix growls beside me while I try to hold in my laugh.

“What? It was ages ago.” He ignores his prez’s death stare and continues to tell his new woman the story of how Nix ended up in the hospital after taking Viagra. 

“You should have seen it, babe. So fucking bad. Had to get that shit drained.”

Bell, Jesse’s new woman, laughs next to him causing Nix to stand up.

“It was Kadence’s fault.” He points down to me, and a grin spreads across his face. “She broke it, not me.”

“I did not!” I half shout and half laugh at the ridiculous conversation we are having.

We’ve just finished dinner, one of our monthly family dinners where all the guys from the clubhouse come over and devour my lasagna. Everyone came over tonight: Sy, Holly and baby X, Kelly and Brooks, Jesse and his woman Bell—even Beau turned up with a smile.

“Admit it. Your pussy broke my dick.” He folds his arms across his chest and the guys all snort.

“Well, if you didn’t have problems getting it up…” I leave the statement hanging as the air goes dangerously quiet.

“Did she just say that?” Brooks asks the table, but I can’t answer cause Nix slowly turns to face me. My eyes lock onto his narrowed ones and I know I shouldn’t have gone there.

“You will pay for that.” He steps forward and I push back my chair trying to escape.  “Everyone out.
Now
. I need to teach my wife a lesson.” He snags me around the waist, heaves me out of the chair and throws me over his shoulder.

“Put me down, you big old lug.” I smack his tight ass, and try to wiggle out of his grasp.

“Shhh, baby. You’ll wake the kids.”

“You’re just going to leave us here?” Jesse calls out as Nix carries me through the glass doors back into the house.

“Yep, lock up.” Nix continues to walk, ignoring our guests, and heading up the stairs.

“Nix,” I complain but it only gets me a smack on my ass.

“You wanna see how hard I can get it up, baby?” he rumbles and I know I’m in trouble. Teasing Nix about that night six months ago never gets me anywhere. Even though I promised never to tell Jesse about the events of that Valentine’s Day date, Brooks didn’t make such promises, and since then, Nix hasn’t lived it down.

“You know I was playing, baby.” I laugh as he kicks our bedroom door open.

“Oh, I know. Now it’s my turn to play.” He throws me down on the bed and steps back.

“What are you going to do to me?” I come up on my elbows and watch him lose his cut and shirt.

“No questions.” His tone tells me he’s not kidding, and his stare makes me ache. Bossy Nix is coming out to play tonight.

“Shouldn’t we wait until everyone has left?” I can’t help myself. I ask a question when I shouldn’t. The sounds of everyone packing up downstairs won’t drown out what we are about to do.

“They’re leavin’. Stand up and strip.” He drops his boxers and I don’t disobey. Doing what he asks, I unzip my dress and let it fall to my feet, exposing my fully naked body.

“Jesus, fuck. You’ve been naked under that fucking dress all night?” His erection grows as he stands there watching me.

I nod, giving him a sly grin.

We’ve come a long way in the last six months. We had a rough year, but looking back, we wouldn’t be where we are if we didn’t experience it.

“Do you know how much I love your body?” He steps closer, our bodies almost touching.

“No. Tell me how much.”

“So fucking beautiful,” he murmurs, his eyes roaming my now larger, plumper breasts. “Fuck, baby.” His cursing comes out as half growl, half moan. “What I wouldn't do to sink my cock between these.” He dips his head, pulling one nipple into his mouth. His hand moves to the opposite breast, massaging and tweaking as he sucks. Jesus, the pleasure of his warm mouth and the pain of my sensitive nipples is too much. A slow moan builds in the back of my throat; the image of him releasing himself over me plays out in my head. “You gonna let me fuck your tits, baby?” His hand finds his cock. I keep my eyes trained on his grip, each full and deliberate stroke pushing me deeper into his spell.

Fuck.

“Why the sudden interest in my boobs, Nix?” I lock my brow and watch him lick his lips.

“Been dreamin’ about sliding my cock between these babies for months. Think I’m takin’ that chance before you lose them.”

“I don’t think they are going away.” I laugh and he lifts my chin.

“Fuck, I wish that was true, but they’re already gettin’ smaller.”

“You think?” I ask, excited that the exercise and healthy eating I’ve been doing is finally starting to work.

“Don’t sound so excited about it.” He pushes me back on the bed and follows me down.

“I am. I’ve been working hard.” He knows how hard I work. Not only for fitness, but for a healthy mind.

“You know you don’t need that shit. You’re fuckin’ sexy.”

“Of course you say that. But you have to. You’re my husband.”

“I don’t have to fuckin’ say anythin’. I’m sayin’ it ‘cause it’s the truth.”

“Well, lucky I’m not doing it for you.” I reach up and bring my lips to his.

“Whatever makes you happy, baby.”

“You make me happy, Nix.”

“Do I?” He looks down at me seriously for a second. “‘Cause for a long time there, I didn’t know if I did, and nothin’ has ever cut so deep knowin’ I couldn’t bring you happiness.” I move up to my elbow, needing to be in his space.

“You have always brought me happiness, Nix. Always.” I kiss him. Needing to show how much I mean it.

“Well, good.” He smiles against my lips. “Now it’s time to return the favor. Havin’ my cock slidin’ between these tits is gonna make me very happy.” I come off my elbows and fall back. “Squeeze those tits together for me, Kadence. Squeeze them nice and tight for me.” I do as he asks, watching him take some lube from the drawer. He straddles my chest, his erect cock sitting in line with my face. “Lick it, baby.” He demands and my mouth listens, opening for my tongue to skirt out between my lips and lick the bead of pre-cum from the tip of his cock.

I look up and lock eyes with him.

“Fuck, Kadence. Don’t look fuckin’ sexy lickin’ my dick or I’ll be slidin’ it in your mouth instead of between your tits.”

“You want my mouth?” I ask, not caring what he wants. I want to make him feel good.

His fingers find my nipples, tweaking and pulling. “No, I need these.” He squeezes the lube over his dick, spreading the wetness with a few strokes. I watch him carefully as he lowers his dick to my tits, guiding it in between my breasts. The feeling of his hardness sliding between my softness is not what I was expecting. While the action does nothing to get me off, just watching Nix get lost in the moment does things to my stomach.

“Fuck, babe. Feels so good.” His head rolls back and a throb between my legs finds its own beat. I’m so turned on I don’t know how much longer I can hold on. He reaches back, finding my aching spot, knowing what I want.
What I need.

“Jesus, Kadence, you’re soaked.” He brings his fingers to his mouth tasting me. “Gonna fuckin’ feast on you in a minute, baby. But I want you to come with me first.” His fingers find my heat again. My hips buck, needing the release as much as he does.

“You gonna come with me?”

“Yes,” I pant as the build up inside of me begins to spiral. The sound of Nix’s moans, the pressure of me holding his dick between my breasts and his fingers working my clit is the recipe to finding my release.

“Squeeze me tighter. Milk my cock with those big tits.” His dirty talk pulls me further from my mind and closer to my orgasm. 

“Nix.” My groans turn to begging.

“Look at me. I’ll tell you when to come. You hear me?” My eyes fly open and I nod, loving my bossy Nix. “Tell me how much you love me,” he commands. His stare holds mine, forcing an answer from me when I struggle to find the words he needs.

“I love you, Nix.” The start of my orgasm begins and there’s no stopping it.

“Again.”

“I love you.” Stars spark in my eyes, and my head fills with lust.

“Again.”

“I love you, Nix. Love you so much.” My body tenses, and the hot flush I’ve been craving moves through me, heating me, burning me.

“I fuckin’ love you, baby.”

“Please, Nix,” I beg, needing to let go.

“Now, baby.” He gives his permission and it only takes a second before we both find our bliss.

“Fuck,” he grunts, fucking me over and over, his balls slapping my chest. 

“Oh, God!” I cry out, his finger flicking me repeatedly, helping me ride the high of my much-needed orgasm. “Yes, Nix,” I squeeze my nipples as I peak, pushing me over the crest. Pleasure and pain courses through me, as his warm cum hits my neck, collarbone and my chest. Coating me. Branding me. Claiming me.

“Baby, that’s one of the sexiest things I’ve ever fuckin’ seen,” Nix pants after a few beats. Our breathing syncs back to normal and his eyes lock onto his release that I now wear.

“Yeah?” I sigh, still needing a minute to gather myself.

“You wearin’ my cum,” He shakes his head. “Fuck, I need to claim you more often.” He slides out and falls beside me. I release the hold I had on my breasts and drop my hands to my side.

“Claim me all you like, baby. I’m yours.”

“Damn straight you are.” He rolls over, resting his bent leg over my stomach. “And I’m yours, Kadence. Don’t ever fuckin’ forget it. You’re never gettin’ away from me, and if you did try, I’ll be here, reclaimin’ you all over again.”

I don’t say anything other than nod.

Nix is my man and nothing will ever come between us.

~ Pain nourishes courage.

You can't be brave if you've only had wonderful things happen to you.~

Each year in the United States, over 400,000 new mothers suffer from severe postpartum depression (PPD).

If you or anyone you know is suffering with postpartum depression, do not hesitate to seek help. Talk to friends, family, and your doctor. Visit the websites, or call the helplines provided below.

You can visit these websites:

http://www.postpartum.net/

http://www.depressionafterdelivery.com
 

Or call these helplines:

1-800-PPD-MOMS

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“When you feel like giving up, remember why you held on for so long in the first place.”

River xx

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

Alissa Evanson-Smith:
“I’m sorry I can’t bring happiness into your world.”
I mean those words. I really do love you, soul sister. Rivali. Whore. No other words are needed. 

Gillian Grybas:
Have I told you I love you? That you are so beautiful?
Reclaimed
is just as much as yours as it is mine. Thank you for your words, for your strength and for being amazing. I can’t imagine writing this one without you.

Bel Burgess:
You know I need you in my life. I wouldn’t survive. Thank you for taking care of my words, for the little encouragements along the way and for just being awesome.

Cassia Brightmore:
Dude, I have a girl crush on you. There I said it. Love you, lady. Thank you for your support. It means so much to me.

My beta team:
Bel, Brie, Gilly, Jeneane, Nadia, Natalie and Tania. You ladies crack me up. You came in at my time of need. Thank you for your input for Nix and Kadence. I can’t wait to work with you all again for Desertion. Love you all.

Louisa from LM Creations
: Girl, you know I love you. I love this cover. Once again, you manage to knock it out. Your covers are like a drug. I need more and more.

Becky Johnson:
You make my words better. Love you, lady.

Max Henry:
You are amazing. Thank you for all that you do for me. I’m so lucky I can call you my friend.

To my Rebels:
You know I love you all. I’m so lucky to have you all. #CockOn

To ALL the Bloggers:
I wouldn’t be able to get my books into readers hands if it wasn’t for you. Thank you.

My Mr. Savage:
Proof that husbands like Nix do exist. Thank you for all the ups and downs, for the laughs and the tears, for the good and the bad, for when we hit bottom and then we climbed back. I love you. Love isn’t a fight, but something worth fighting for.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

An avid reader of romance and erotic novels, River’s love for books and reading fueled her passion for writing. Reading no longer sated her addiction, so she started writing in secret. She never imagined her dream of publishing a novel would ever be achievable. With a soft spot for an alpha male and a snarky, sassy woman, Kadence and Nix were born.

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