Page 42 of Bonita Brynne
“I don’t need details. I just need to know he’s alive.” My sweet, caring wife. She loved the Knight’s Legion family more than I had hoped. The jealous bastard in me hated sharing her with anyone, even our children.
It wasn’t easy to hide the envy rushing in my veins when her mind was on someone other than me. But at the end of the day, it was my bed she slept in and my cock she couldn’t get enough of. I had no idea how an unworthy bastard like me could deserve such a beautiful, loving wife, but I was damn grateful for her.
“Yes, baby. He’s alive.” I palmed her belly like a basketball and swore to protect my son from the evils in the world.
“Oh, my heart.” Angel sagged against me and puckered her lips. “Thank you.”
I kissed her softly, doing my best to not get aroused.
Impossible.
I skimmed my hand along the smooth skin of her thigh, toying with the idea of fucking her before church.
“Yes,” she whispered into my mouth.
“Fuck, Angel. You read my mind.” My hand proceeded under her dress up to her panties. “Grizz, get out and guard the door.”
He grumbled on his way out and slammed the door.
“I think you made him angry.”
I reared back. “Is this the face of a man who cares?”
She giggled. “Not one bit.”
“It’s my goddamn club, Angel. If I want to come in my woman right here, right this second, I fuckin’ will do as I please.”
“So bossy and incredibly sexy.” She unfastened my jeans and impaled herself onto my iron cock.
I hissed and gripped her ass as her warmth surrounded me. “Mine, all mine.” I held her by the hips and lifted her up. Staring into her loving, lustful eyes, I pulled her down on my cock and growled. “Mine.”
“All yours, Kaleb.”
Each time we fucked, it was like the first time… soul binding and legendary. But in the back of my mind, I knew it could be the last. With evil in the world, each day was a gift.
We fucked with rabid passion yet kissed tenderly until we both came. Our love mirrored who we were: savage, bewitching, and unstoppable.
“Love you, baby.”
“I love you too, Kaleb.” She touched her nose to mine. “Find Raymond and bring him home.”
“I will, Angel.”
“And you’ll punish Dorian?” A streak of retribution ran through her veins like the rest of us.
“Yes.”
“Good. Now get to work.” She removed tissues from her pocket and smiled. “I came prepared.”
“You always do.”
“Prez?” Wolf muttered as he entered the meeting room. The door had only been open for five minutes. Not nearly enough time to air out. “I can’t be included in the rescue.”
I eyed my haggard brother. “We haven’t even discussed what we’ll do.”
“Doesn’t matter. I’m not giving up the search for Rosa.”
“Shit.”