Revived (Unexpected Series Book 1)

by S. E. Roberts

  “Everything alright over here, boys?” Elise, Eric’s fiancé asks as she hooks her arm through his.

  “Sure is, but Claire and I need to take off. Thanks for having us, guys.” I grab Claire’s hand. I know she’s giving me a questioning look behind me because of my sudden change in behavior.

  We walk through their big house and I just want to get into my truck and get the hell out of here.

  “Ryke, what’s going on? You’re scaring me.” My heart thuds in my chest. “Are you alright, baby?” She asks with a concerned look on her face. God, I love when she calls me that.

  “Yeah, I’m fine. I need to head home to let Griz out,” I lie. I don’t want to tell her what has me upset, but she’s making it hard for me to keep the truth from her.

  “I don’t believe you for one second.” She pokes me in the chest to get my attention and I can tell she’s losing her patience with me. “Come on. Tell me what’s got you upset.”

  “Claire,” I pause and make sure I have her full attention. “You know how you said you sounded like a creepy girlfriend earlier?” She nods. “Well, if that’s the case, I’m a super fucking overprotective boyfriend.”

  “Baby, what’s this about?” she asks on a whisper.

  I grab her by the arm forcefully, but not strong enough to hurt her. I pull her through the hallway until I find an empty bathroom. After I shut the door behind us, I have her against the door and grab her face and look deep into her eyes. She’s panting while she holds onto me for dear life. I don’t even ask her if it’s alright because I can tell by her reaction she wants this as bad as I do. I smash my lips into hers and she doesn’t hesitate to kiss me back. It’s the most frantic, yet passionate, kiss I’ve ever experienced. My arms wrap around her waist, trying to pull her as close to me as I can. Her hands run through my hair and pain shoots through my head, but it’s the best pain I have ever endured. After several minutes, we pull apart for air, still panting.

  “What was that for?” She’s out of breath. She takes my breath away too, so I understand.

  “Tell me you’re mine,” I say in a hard tone.

  “I’m yours, baby. Only yours.”

  “Good. Brady is with Evan tonight, right?” She nods.

  “Let’s go.” I pull her out of the bathroom and out of Eric’s house. This is going to be the longest drive of my life.

  If I’m ever forced to let this woman go, surely, she’ll take half my damn heart with her.

  44

  Claire

  As soon as we get to Ryke’s house, we waste no time. We haven’t been together intimately since last weekend after the fair. But right now, he’s got me wanting nothing more than to climb his body like a freaking spider monkey.

  He lifts me off the floor and carries me to the couch. We start kissing like we haven’t seen each other in years.

  He starts working his way up my shirt, tickling my stomach. We’re quickly interrupted when Griz starts barking at us.

  “Damn it, Griz.” Ryke continues to kiss my neck, trying to ignore him. Griz isn’t having it, though.

  “Go let him out. I’ll be waiting right here for you.”

  Not a minute later he’s lifting me from the couch.

  “Ryke!” I squeal. “What are you doing?”

  “I’m going to make love to my girlfriend.” He continues his way toward his bedroom, not realizing how flustered he has me. At the mention of making love to me, I feel a tear slip from my eye but rush to wipe it away, not wanting to ruin the moment.

  He guides me to the bed and my head lands on a down pillow that smells deliciously like him. All man. He grabs the sides of my pants and pulls them down my body, bringing my panties with them. I think he’s trying to torture me because he’s taking his sweet time. Once I’m fully naked, he steps back from the bed and admires my naked form. He then climbs up my body.

  I look up at this handsome man, noticing the concerned look on his face.

  “Baby, what’s wrong?”

  He stares down into my eyes before responding. “Promise me, you’re mine.” If this sweet man thinks he has anyone to compete with, he’s out of his mind.

  “I promise all I want is you.” I rub the sides of his face, trying to reassure him. I hate that he thinks he has anything to worry about.

  “Okay.” He nuzzles into my neck, but I can tell that he still doesn’t completely believe me. I decide to show him instead.

  “Mr. Allen, I do believe it’s your turn to get naked,” I whisper into his neck.

  “Ms. Davis, every time you call me that, you give me a fucking hard-on.”

  “Well, then, I guess it’s good that I can take care of you tonight.” I gently shove at his shoulders until he’s on his back. I start by unzipping his pants and he has to help me with his belt buckle. I slide them slowly down his body, just like he did to me. When they are completely off, I slide both his socks off. I decide to leave his boxers on until last. He sits up for me so I can pull his navy shirt over his head. This man is beautiful with clothes on, but without, he is perfection.

  I run my long nails along both of his nipples and then lean in to suck on one of them. I lay completely on top of him and run my soaking wet pussy along his throbbing dick, still covered by his boxers.

  He gets impatient and pulls them off himself, then flips me to my back. The heat of his body is so overwhelming and I can’t wait to have this man inside of me.

  “Hi.” He stares me in the eyes.

  “Hi, back,” I whisper.

  “Tonight, I’m going to take my time with you, so I can savor every moment of this.”

  I nod at him, not having the words to say to this amazing man.

  He smiles down at me and gives my lips a soft kiss in response. He rubs along my slit with his fingers and he’s making me so damn wet I can hardly handle it.

  He slides down my body and, at first, I’m unsure of what he’s doing. But then he slowly inserts a finger into my core.

  “Does that feel good?” he asks as he looks at me with desire in his eyes.

  “Yes, so good,” I pant.

  He inserts a second finger and I don’t think I can handle the intensity of it. I have my eyes closed as I’m lost in ecstasy, so I don’t notice him bending down to take me in his mouth. He’s not just licking me. He’s devouring my core. I’m about to explode in his mouth.

  I lift myself off the bed, so I’m pressed up against his face. Just the sight of him working my body is going to make me shatter into a million pieces. I’m starting to see stars as my body vibrates from his tongue. It’s the longest, most desirable orgasm I’ve ever experienced. And from a mouth, nonetheless.

  My toes curl around him as I come down from my high. He crawls back up my body and devours my lips the same way he did my pussy just a moment ago. I can taste myself on him.

  I push at his shoulders for him to get off of me. “My turn now.” I give him a half smile as he looks at me questioningly. I want to return the favor, but I’m also still too numb from the earth-shattering orgasm he just gave me. I need a minute to calm down before he’s inside me.

  “What are you doing?” he asks with a raspy voice even though he knows exactly what I’m doing.

  “Lay back and I’ll show you.” He listens and puts his hands behind his head. I really suck at having a seductive voice, but it seems to be working on him.

  Once he’s completely on his back, I straddle him just above his cock and then kiss along his neck as I rub on his right nipple. His hands are immediately on my ass and I know he’s turned on by my touch. While I’m still rubbing him, I suck on his other nipple and he nearly jumps off the bed. Well done, Claire.

  I work my way down his beautiful six-pack and kiss along his stomach.

  “I need your mouth on me.”

  “So impatient.” I smirk at him.

  “You’re teasing me, Claire.” He smiles, but I can tell that he’s about to lose his mind.

  I decide to skip the teasing and go
straight to my final destination. I grasp his large cock in my hand and rub him up and down. My hand caresses him in slow strokes. He continues to pant as he runs his fingers through my hair.

  “Claire, please, sweetheart. I need your mouth.” He pushes my head toward his cock and I give in.

  He’s big, so I have to be careful not to gag myself, but he helps me by guiding my mouth down his shaft.

  “So good, baby,” he whispers.

  He’s almost completely in my mouth as I run my tongue along both sides of him. I release him with a pop and lick at the pre-cum that is seeping from him.

  I look up at him and he has his eyes closed. It’s such a turn on to see how much I’m affecting him.

  “I’m going to come, baby, if you don’t stop and I really want to be inside of you first.”

  I’m desperate to have him inside of me, so I don’t argue. I’m on my hands and knees as I slowly crawl up his body, but then he lightly pushes me until he is on top. I want to give him the control that I can tell he needs right now. I wrap my legs around him so my heels are digging into his perfect ass. He grabs my head and brings his lips down to mine to consume me in a panty-melting kiss, if I were wearing any. He slowly drags his right hand down my body, stopping to massage my left nipple as he leans down to suck on the right. The next thing I know, he’s inserting a finger inside of me. It feels so wonderful, but if he doesn’t get inside of me in the next two seconds, I’m going to lose my damn mind. This is too much stimulation at once.

  He releases my nipple and brings his hand back up to our faces. Slowly he sucks on his finger that is covered with my juices as he eases into me. Oh, my God.

  “It feels fucking amazing. You’re fucking amazing.” He kisses me harder as he rocks into me. I can taste and smell myself on his lips and it’s a damn turn-on. The smell of sex mixed with his woodsy outdoor scent is my new favorite.

  Sex for me has never been so mind-blowing and I’m not sure how much more my body can handle.

  I let him take the control he wants. He grabs my hands and places them above my head. He uses his other hand to flick at my warmth while he’s still pushing into me.

  He leans down and whispers in my ear. “I love you, sweetheart.”

  “Ryke!” I yell. Between his rough, sexy voice and the desire he is causing, I come undone. I throw my head back as my eyes close. Once again, my toes curl around him as I come down from my high.

  “Fuck!” He grunts as he fills me and it feels amazing.

  Apparently, I was missing out all these years.

  “I feel the same way.” I smile at him.

  He leans in and kisses me hard, letting himself soften inside of me.

  “I’ll go get a cloth to clean you up.” He kisses me one last time and then pulls himself off me. I miss him already and it’s a feeling I love. I don’t know what I’ll do if I ever lose this man.

  I wake up from a persistent knocking on Ryke’s front door. I roll over and the spot next to me is empty, but then I see a note lying on his pillow.

  Sweetheart,

  Went to get breakfast and coffee be back soon.

  ~Ryke

  P.S. You’re sexy as hell in my bed.

  I smile, but then I hear that damn pounding again. I quickly grab a pair of Ryke’s shorts and a t-shirt. Whoever is on the other side of the door is going to be strangled. I swing the door open fast and see that it’s my frantic brother.

  “Evan, what the hell is wrong?” I know I’m standing at Ryke’s door in his clothes, but Evan doesn’t seem to notice.

  “Claire, Brady is in the ER. He fell and hit his head on our coffee table. He’s alright, but he’s going to need stitches.” The room starts spinning. He’s still talking, but I have no idea what about. My son, my world, got hurt and I wasn’t there to take care of him.

  “It’s okay, but we need to go. Get dressed and I’ll drive you to the hospital.”

  I run back to Ryke’s room and quickly throw my clothes on from the night before, then tie my hair up so it’s out of my face. I can’t get to my son fast enough.

  I’m pretty sure Evan breaks every traffic law on our way to the hospital, but I don’t care. Brady needs me right now.

  “I’m Claire Davis, Brady Davis’s mother.” The kind nurse takes me and Evan back to the room Brady and Avery are in.

  “My baby,” I cry. The site of his little head bandaged, has my heart splitting in two.

  “Are you his mother?” A middle-aged doctor in a white lab coat asks.

  “Yes.”

  “The little guy is going to need some stitches, but then he’ll be good as new.

  I sigh in relief. “Thank you.”

  I carefully lift Brady off Avery’s lap and kiss him on the cheek.

  I tell them to leave because I know they both need to get to work.

  “Claire, I am so sorry. I stepped out of the room for just a second to grab his cup.” Avery has tears in her eyes, matching mine.

  “Come here, Av.” I wrap my free arm around her. “It’s not your fault. I should have been there.” I let out a hiccup from my crying.

  “Text me later to know how he’s doing.” She pulls the door closed behind her.

  “I’m so sorry, baby,” I say into his hair. I can’t believe I was so careless. How could I let something like this happen to my child?

  In the midst of my panic earlier, I forgot to let Ryke know that I was headed to the hospital. If I hadn’t been with him last night, this wouldn’t have happened. How could I have been so stupid?

  45

  Ryker

  When I get back from The Espresso Bean with bagels and coffee, Claire is nowhere to be found. Where the hell is she?

  I quickly dial her but get no response and the same with my texts. Things have been going great over the last month. I can honestly say I’ve never been happier.

  I try calling Sierra and of course don’t get an answer from her either.

  “Come on, Griz.” I put him in his bed and then slide my shoes back on before walking out the door. I have no idea where the hell she is, but I’m freaking the hell out. Why would she just leave without telling me? She was sound asleep just thirty minutes ago when I left.

  I pull into Sierra’s driveway but don’t see her car that is usually parked out front. I run up the steps and pound on the door. If she’s sleeping, she’s going to be pissed at me for waking her, but right now I just need to know where the hell my girlfriend is.

  After waiting for several minutes, I come to terms with the fact that no one is home.

  Next, I drive across town to Evan and Avery’s house. Avery’s car is parked in the drive, but once again, I get no answer when I beat on the door. It’s early enough that they most likely wouldn’t be at work yet. I have a sinking feeling in my stomach.

  I climb back in my truck, checking my phone again, but see that I still have no response from Claire.

  I try calling Evan, but, yet again, get no answer. What the fuck is going on?

  I decide to head home to see if she came back, but I couldn’t be so lucky. I’m hoping that she and Brady are alright, but if they are, she’ll be getting an earful from me. She had to have known how goddamned worried I’d be when she just took off.

  It’s now been three hours since Claire left my house. My phone finally goes off and I’m quick to grab it off the coffee table, but accidentally drop it in my haste to answer it.

  “Fuck.”

  Once I finally have it in my hands, I see that Sierra is calling.

  “Sierra, what the hell is going on?” I’m sure she can hear the anger in my voice, but right now I don’t give a fuck.

  “Calm down. Claire is fine.” I breathe a sigh of relief.

  “Good, but where the hell is she?” I sound like a fucking control freak.

  “She had to go to the hospital. Brady needed stitches.”

  “Is he okay?” I don’t even know the little guy, but the thought of him being hurt crushes me. He’s a part of
Claire and that makes him important to me.

  “Yeah, he’s fine.”

  I feel like I’m being left in the pitch black with how unwilling she is to tell me anything. I could have been there for them, but she doesn’t fucking want me around her child.

  I hang up and throw myself back on the couch. I’m so pissed off, but I’m relieved at the same time that she’s alright.

  I doze off on the couch, but when I wake, I see that it’s 5:00 in the evening. This entire day has been shit. Deciding not to call Claire or Sierra again, I hop in my truck and start my way back over to Sierra’s. I know she has to eventually go back there.

  I knock on the door, hurting my hand in the process but not giving a fuck. My beautiful girl swings the door open.

  “Ryke, what are you doing here?” What the hell? I can’t see straight.

  “Why haven’t you answered any of my texts or calls all day?” I’m trying not to take my anger out on her, but after the shit she’s put me through today, I’m finding it hard to care.

  “Mama!” I hear a little voice behind her. Once the boy comes in sight, he reaches for Claire.

  “Mama, up!” The boy is freaking adorable. Looks just like his mother.

  She kisses Brady on the top of his head and then sets him back on the floor. He toddles off down the hallway.

  She steps onto the porch with me.

  “Why didn’t you call me? I would have been at the hospital in a heartbeat.” I hate that she closes this part of her life up to me. I’ve tried time and time again to prove to her what she means to me.

  “Babe, you don’t even know Brady. Plus, I knew Trevor was coming, so I didn’t think it was a good idea.”

  I yank at my hair and turn toward the stairs.

  I spin back around. “Why the fuck is that, Claire?” When she doesn’t answer, I start to leave. But before I do, I stop again. “I don’t give a shit about Trevor. I just wanted to be there for you and your son.” I shake my head. “I told you I loved you.