Wayward Son (Wayward Saints MC Book 4) (23 page)

She turns her head to face me, and nods with a frown across her face. Laying her head back on my chest, I pull her phone from her hand, and read the messages he has sent.

Danny:
Coley I love you and you need to come home now.

Danny:
We are meant to be and I won't give you up

Danny:
Coley fucking answer me.
 

I so want to meet this fucking prick in person. I would love to put my fist through his damn face right now. Coley has her eyes on the phone, and I know she's waiting to see what I write back to him.
 

Kissing her head, I type out a message.

Coley:
How about you leave my fiancée alone before I make you

His response is almost instant, like he's been waiting for her to write him back with an answer.
 

Danny:
she won't marry trash, so cut your losses while you can.

Coley's head comes up, and she looks me in the eyes. "That's not true," I can see tears in her eyes, so I pull her closer to me.
 

"I know baby, trust me this little prick doesn't faze me." She kisses me and then grabs her phone to type out her own message.

Coley:
Leave me the hell alone. I never want to see you or that bitch's face again. I will never forgive either of you.

She buries her face into my chest once she's done. Picking her up, I tell everyone that we are going to bed, and I carry her to my room. I feel her phone go off once more, but I don't worry about it, I have more important things to do.

Chapter Thirty-Six

When I read the text message, I wanted to throw up. How could he say that? Never in my life have I met a better man than Dom. If anything, sometimes I don't feel like I'm good enough for him.
 

Over the last few weeks, I've been ignoring my mom's phone calls because I know what she wants me to do, and I refuse to make nice. They both hurt me and I will never be okay with that.

"Baby," he murmurs in the dark room. When he sets me down, I drunkenly strip out of my clothes, and lay in his bed naked. Looking over to where he's standing at the door, I can't help but stare when he starts to undress.
 

Licking my lips, I watch as he makes his way to me, and I can't help but rub my thighs together. Before I can maul him, he stops me by putting his weight on me, pinning me down.
 

"We talk first and then I'll give you all of me that you want." His lips are so close, but he won't let me press mine to his.
 

"Who were you talking about when you said that bitch?" I knew the question was coming, but it doesn't make the pain any less. Knowing that she could do that to me is worse than if it was a complete stranger. Hell, I could probably understand if it was anyone other than her.
 

"Coley," he says when I don't answer him. His stern voice breaks me out of my head and I look up to him. "Who were you talking about in your message to him?" he hovers right above me, and I try to look away, but he is all I can see.
 

"My sister," I whisper.
 

I can feel the tears run down the sides of my cheeks. Putting most of his weight on me, he wipes the tears, and kisses me.
 

"Shit baby. Is the man fucking stupid?" I can't help but smile at his words. Nodding my head, I look into his eyes. "He has to be the dumbest mother fucker alive if he thinks anyone is as fucking amazing as you. I'm glad that idiot fucked shit up with you, because I get you now and I won't let you go."
 

His lips descend down onto mine and he kisses me deeply. Moaning into his mouth, I run my fingertips up his sides, and he entwines our fingers together, and pulls my arms up and over my head.
 

His mouth runs a trail down my chest, until he pulls a nipple into his mouth. Arching my back, I push my chest closer to his mouth, and I hear him groan. Switching to the other nipple, he gently bites it, and then soothes it before moving to my neck. Lining himself up with my pussy, he slams into me, and bites down on my neck.
 

He thrusts into me with slow, long strokes that make my toes curl. “Oh god Dom. Right there,” I moan.
 

He continues his torture and whispers in my ear, “Fuck baby, you take my cock so fucking perfectly.” Raising my hips, he hits my g-spot with every stroke.
 

Before I know it, my body tenses, and my whole body starts to tingle, and I scream out his name as I ride out my orgasm.
 

His hands roam my body, and he tweaks my nipples causing my orgasm to last even longer. He grunts in my ear a few more times, until he moans my name followed by a few choice curse words.
 

Dropping his forehead to my chest, he huffs out trying to catch his breath. Rolling over, Dom settles on his side, and pulls me in his arms so that my back is to his front. One of his arms is under my head, while the other cups my pussy.
 

Running his tongue along my neck, he places open mouth kisses, and then buries his face in my hair. “I asked for some time off before I came home,” his voice is deep, and he sounds exhausted.
 

“How long do you have?” I ask turning in his arms so that we are face to face.
 

“Not very long, but I want to make this shit official. I want you, me, and Ax to all have the same last name. You’re his mother and I’m his father. I want us to be a family.”
 

My mouth drops open and I’m speechless. I can feel the tears threatening to spill.
 

“What’s wrong baby?” he whispers kissing my cheeks. Wiping my eyes, I kiss his lips.
 

“Nothing, I’m just so happy. I never knew I could be this happy,” tucking my face into his neck, I thank God that everything happened the way that it did.
 

If Danny didn’t sleep with my sister, then I would have never met Anslie or Dominic. They have both helped me see how happy life and love can be, and I will be proud to call Anslie and the rest of the guys my family.
 

Hell, I am the most excited about being Dom’s wife, and Axle’s mom. I know when he gets older, he will learn the truth, and I hope he does. I just hope I show him that even though I didn’t give birth to him, I still love him like I did.
 

Laying in Dom’s arms, I think about the babies we will hopefully have one day. I wonder if they will all take after him, or if they would take after me.
 

His hands run up and down my naked back, and I can’t help but cuddle into him more.
 

“Baby,” he yawns.
 

“Yeah?” I ask using my fingers to draw his tattoos.
 

“I will be keeping you barefoot and pregnant.”
 

Snorting, I cover my mouth, and try not to sound like I’m dying. “And how many kids are you expecting me to have?” I ask with a giggle.
 

“As many as I can get,” he says running his finger against my clit. Moaning a little, I run my hands down his chest. “I think we should practice some more.”
 

Flipping me on my stomach, he helps me to my hands and knees, and whispers against my neck, “A girl after my own heart.”
 

Spending the rest of the night tangled up in the sheets and a few dozen orgasms later, we fall onto the bed spent and exhausted. Falling asleep in his arms every night is exactly how I plan to spend as many nights as I can.

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Waking up after our late night, I can’t help but want to feel my girl up again. Fuck her body is perfect, and I want to drown in her every minute. But, I also miss the little man since I’ve barely seen him since I got home.
 

Kissing along Coley’s neck, I wake her up, and coax her into the shower. “Dom,” she pouts, “I’m so tired. I just wanna go back to sleep.” Kissing her head, I pull her into the small ass shower in my room.
 

“Too bad, I want to go get our little man and take him home.” At that statement, her eyes light up, and she stops dragging her feet and gets in the shower. After a little shower play time, we finally get out and get dressed, so we can go get Axle from Emily.
 

Once we pick up Axle from Emily, I drive us over to the diner by the clubhouse to grab some food since I don't feel like cooking, and I wore Coley out last night so I doubt she wants to make anything to eat.
 

Opening the door for Coley, when she gets out of the truck, I grab her ass and kiss her, then make my way to get Ax from the backseat.
 

Grabbing Coley’s hand, we walk inside and grab a table close to the window. “Gosh I’m so tired,” she complains as she looks through the menu.
 

Smirking, I just tickle Axle, and tell him that I wore his momma out last night. He starts to giggle, and I can’t help but laugh too.
 

Once our food is ordered and we get our drinks, Coley grabs his diaper bag and finds a bottle of formula to feed him. Picking him up from his car seat, Coley sets him on her lap. After missing the bottle for her, I set it next to them, and people watch. After checking the area, I go back to watching them.
 

Once we all have eaten, I pay the check, and we make our way out to the truck. While I’m putting Axle’s car seat in the truck, I see someone come walking towards Coley. I see her tense up, and I know something is wrong.
 

Once I get Axle’s seat buckled in, I turn and see the guy trying to corner her against the building. Leaving the truck door open, I walk the few steps to them, and grab his shoulder and pull him away from her.
 

“Who the fuck are you?” I ask seething. As much as I want to kill this fucker for even touching her, I don’t want to scare her.
 

“Mind your own fucking business asshole,” he spits at me.
 

“Wrong answer,” I say before I swing my arm and connect with his cheek bone. His head flies to the left and Coley winces, but doesn’t move until she hears Axle crying in the truck. “Let’s try that again. Who the fuck are you and why are you putting your hands on my ole’ lady?”