Vegas, Baby: Volume 2

by Fiona Davenport

  This time, I couldn’t hold in my snort of laughter, but I sobered quickly when Knox surprised me by saying, “You think he didn’t tell me about your training?” I raised a brow, and he nodded as he crossed his arms over his chest. “You may have the skills to go head to head with me, but trust me when I say that none of your training will keep you from the wrath of a protective older brother.”

  “I can’t imagine it’s any stronger than the instinct to protect the woman you love,” I replied solemnly.

  His eyebrows shot up, and he scoffed, “The woman you love?”

  I answered by turning around my laptop so that Knox could see the screen. It displayed the confirmation of the purchase for the ring I’d ordered for Aurora.

  He stared hard at it for a moment, then sighed and relaxed his stance. “I’m so over this love at first sight bullshit.”

  I couldn’t help the bark of laughter that escaped, nor the wide smile that broke out on my face. “Don’t knock it until you try it,” I quipped.

  Knox grimaced and shook his head. “Over my dead body.” Then he headed for the door.

  Before he stepped out, he turned back and pointed at me. “I know, I know,” I said before he could speak. “If I hurt her, you’ll kill me.” My tone held no sarcasm because if it were my sister we were talking about, I’d be making the same threat. “You’d have every right.”

  He nodded but as he did another about-face, he threw one last thing at me over his shoulder. “Honestly, I’d be more afraid of what my sisters would do to you. They’re a hell of a lot more creative and a whole lot more vindictive than I am.”

  “Ride my face, baby,” I growled before I sucked hard on Aurora’s clit. “That’s right, fuck my tongue.” Her hips undulated faster, and she moaned as her head dropped back. I clutched her ass and held her against my mouth as I plunged my stiffened tongue into her pussy over and over.

  “Yes! Yes!” she shouted as her body began to tense.

  “Play with your nipples, Aurora,” I commanded. “Pretend it’s my mouth on you, baby.”

  She did as she was told, using her thumb and forefinger to pluck and twist her rosy peaks. I thrust two fingers inside her and latched onto her clit. “Yes! Will! Oh, yes!” she screamed as her pussy clamped down hard, and she fell apart.

  I was already leaking steadily, and the taste of her sweet cream filling my mouth had me ready to blow. Sliding out from under her, I quickly got to my knees and came up behind her. Taking her hands, I kissed her damp neck as I placed them on the headboard. “Hold on, baby,” I growled. “I’m gonna fuck you hard and fast.” Then I grasped her hips and held her steady as I slammed balls deep into her.

  It set off another orgasm for her, and she screamed so loud it bounced off the walls of our bedroom. My body took on a mind of its own, and every time I felt the tip of my cock bump against her cervix, it fueled the fire burning inside me. I was determined to get as deep as humanly possible before I let go and filled her with my seed. “You feel so fucking amazing, baby,” I grunted. “Your pussy is so tight. It was made for me. Only me.”

  I slid my hands up to cup her tits, putting pressure on her torso so she straightened up and leaned back into my chest. “I’m going to make these swell. They’re going to drip with milk, and after our babies get their fill, it’ll be my turn.” After giving each globe a firm squeeze, I glided one hand down over her belly. “I can’t wait to see you big and round, showing every motherfucker who sees you that you’re taken.” Aurora whimpered, and her pussy clamped down around me, holding me in so tight I could barely pull back out. “Oh, fuck yeah, baby.”

  Finally, I slid my hand all the way down until my fingers were spreading her drenched lips so I could pinch the hard, swollen bud between them as I pumped my hips one last time. Aurora cried out as she broke apart in my arms. Burying my face in her neck, I shouted as I came so hard, I almost blacked out.

  Eventually, we slid back down to the mattress in a panting, sweaty mess. We were practically as limp as wet noodles, but I dragged up enough energy to gather her in my arms.

  “Weren’t we supposed to have dinner?” she giggled in a breathy voice.

  “Best part about being a grown-up, baby.” I captured her mouth in a long, deep kiss before continuing. “We can have dessert first.”

  9

  Aurora

  I leaned back in my chair, more than a little worried when my sisters marched into my office with determined expressions on their faces. Whenever two of us teamed up against the other, it usually meant nothing good for the odd woman out. “What’s going on?”

  “Nothing much,” Ariel assured me as she dropped down onto one of the chairs in front of my desk.

  “Why are you looking at us so suspiciously?” Belle asked, claiming the other seat and turning to look at Ariel with wide, innocent eyes. “I feel like she doesn’t trust us or something.”

  “Yeah, and I can’t imagine why,” Ariel agreed with a nod and similar expression.

  I opened my calendar on my computer and turned the screen toward them. Then I pointed at the current time for today before scrolling down to a spot later in the afternoon. “Probably because there’s no reason for you both to be here right now when we have our regular weekly roundup meeting scheduled for four o’clock.”

  “It’s just that we’re curious about something a not-so-little birdie told us this morning and couldn’t wait any longer to talk to you about it,” Belle explained.

  “More like an ostrich,” Ariel snorted.

  Belle’s brows shot up. “An ostrich?”

  “What?” Ariel shrugged. “It makes sense to me since ostriches are the biggest birds at like nine feet tall and three hundred plus pounds.”

  Belle snorted. “I wouldn’t let him hear you call him that. It’s not exactly manly.”

  If I didn’t put a stop to their verbal ping pong, they’d go back and forth like this for the next hour without ever getting to the point. “Is it safe to assume the ostrich in this scenario is Knox?” I sighed, my fingers tapping an impatient rhythm on the desktop.

  Belle nodded, and Ariel said, “Of course it is. How many other big lugs do you know who’d be telling us stuff we’d want to talk to you about?”

  “It could’ve been one of your husbands,” I gritted out.

  “Hey!” Belle cried. “Griffith isn’t even that big,”

  “And this wouldn’t have been half as interesting if it’d been Maddox who’d threatened Will with bodily harm since they already know each other,” Ariel added.

  My hand ceased the tapping as I froze for a second. “Whoa! Wait! Back up.” I glared at my sisters until I had their full attention. “Are you trying to tell me that Knox threatened Will?”

  Belle rolled her eyes and sighed, “Um, yeah.”

  “When? Where? Is Will okay?” I picked up my cell phone to make sure I hadn’t missed any calls or texts from him and frowned when I didn’t find anything there.

  “He’s fine,” Ariel reassured me. “Knox surprised him in his office like two days ago.”

  “Two days ago?” I echoed softly, more than a little stunned that Will hadn’t mentioned his confrontation with my brother since we spent all our time together when we weren’t working.

  “Yeah, but don't worry. Will handled Knox like a pro,” Belle reassured me. “From what our big brother told me, it sounded like Will didn't even blink when Knox threatened to tear him limb from limb.”

  “Who knew that the eyeglass-wearing lawyer wouldn't back down from the big lug?” Ariel mused with an impressed smile.

  My cheeks warmed as I thought about Will’s take-charge attitude in bed. At first, it had surprised—and thrilled—me. Considering his alpha ways, I wasn’t too shocked that he held his own with my overbearing brother. “When it comes to Will, you definitely can't judge the book by its cover.”

  “It sounds like you mean more than just the tattoos,” Ariel replied slyly.

  Belle clapped her hands together. “Yes
, do tell! And don’t skimp on any of the dirty details.”

  “Yeah…” I leaned forward and paused just long enough to let them think I was seriously considering telling them about my sex life. “Nope.”

  “Awww, c’mon,” Ariel complained, crossing her arms over her chest and scowling belligerently. “You’re our big sister. Isn’t it your responsibility to talk to us about the birds and the bees?”

  “Nice try,” I snorted. “Not only was I there when Mom gave you the sex talk, but I’m also one thousand percent sure that the last thing either of you need is a refresher talk. You have men of your own who’ve more than aptly demonstrated waaaay more about sex than I would’ve covered talking to you about it. Or at least it seems that way, judging by how they can’t keep their hands off you even when I’m around and making gagging noises about it.”

  “She’s not wrong,” Belle agreed with a pointed look at Ariel’s belly. “Since you’re already knocked up and all.”

  “Like you have room to talk,” Ariel huffed. “Griffith didn’t exactly wait to get you pregnant, either.”

  I flashed my sisters a smug grin. “There you go. You’ve both proved me right.”

  “You’re no fun,” Ariel grumbled as she slouched down in her seat.

  “I have to disagree with you about that.” At the sound of the deep, sexy voice, my sisters twisted in their seats while I glanced over their shoulders. Will was leaning against my doorway, holding a brown paper bag in one hand and a tray with two fountain drinks in the other. “I always have fun when I’m with Aurora.”

  “Oh, I’m sure you do,” Ariel snickered.

  Belle stood and crossed her arms over her chest, glaring daggers at Will. “You’d better not be implying that the only thing Aurora is good for is a bit of fun in the sack.”

  “Yeah,” Ariel agreed, her smile wiping clean from her face as she jumped up to stand next to Belle. “What’re your intentions toward our sister?”

  I stood so I could see around the wall they’d created. But Will just strode across the room, walking past my sisters to set the bag and tray on my desk before rounding it to come to my side. He wrapped his arm around me and pressed a kiss to my cheek. “Hey, baby. I was hoping you weren’t too busy to take a break and have lunch with me.”

  “Nope.” I gestured at my sisters. “These two aren’t even supposed to be here right now.”

  “Great,” Will murmured before he kissed me as though he hadn’t seen me just that morning.

  Belle cleared her throat, and when we drew back from each other, she waved. “Um, hello. We’re standing right here.”

  “And we asked an important question that you haven’t answered yet,” Ariel snipped.

  Will stepped to my side and scowled at my sisters. “Because it’s fucking ridiculous to think that the only reason I’d be into Aurora is for sex,” Will muttered, his hand fisting at my hip. “I’m in this for the long haul—love, marriage, and baby carriages; the whole shebang.”

  “Marriage?” I echoed softly, staring up at him in shock. I didn’t want to address the “love” part of his statement with my sisters standing right there.

  “Damn straight, marriage,” he repeated, shifting his stance so we stood chest to chest. “Where did you think this was headed? We’ve been having unprotected sex since our first time together. You could already be pregnant.”

  “I think that’s our cue to give them some privacy,” Belle whispered. My gaze didn’t leave Will’s, but I heard the door shut behind my sisters after they left.

  “I don’t know.” I shook my head, my mind reeling. “I guess I didn’t think you’d want to get married since you spend your days helping people get divorced.”

  “Of course, I want to marry you, Aurora.” He cupped my face with his palms. “If anything, all the years of watching marriages fall apart have taught me every lesson there is on how to make one work. My intention has never been to break people up, but rather to make a potentially volatile situation happen as calmly as possible. Especially when kids were involved.” Will’s eyes darkened with anguish. He exhaled slowly and touched his forehead to mine. “I have always been a firm believer in marriage. And the one thing I know for certain is that it will only work if you find the right person.”

  Pulling back, he grinned at me, the smile reaching his eyes. “Besides, I’ve been doing my best to fuck my baby into you, and I haven’t exactly been hiding it. Did you really think all this time that I wanted you for my baby mama and not my wife?”

  I shrugged my shoulders, cursing my fair skin as I felt it heat in embarrassment. When he put it that way, I should’ve considered he’d want to get married at some point. “I didn’t really think about the future as much as I probably should’ve. I was just enjoying what we have now. And it’s hard to think straight when you’re naked. Which is pretty much any time we aren’t at work lately.”

  He chuckled and smiled. But just as fast as it had appeared, the happy expression slid off his face. “Wait.” His head reared back, and his eyes filled with a possessive gleam. “Did you not question it or push for more from me because you don’t want to get married?”

  “No, I do want to get married.” I gripped his arms as though I was afraid he would run away.

  “Good.” He nodded his head and pulled me close. “Then it’s settled. Tell me when and where you want to do it, and we’ll get married. Just make it sooner rather than later.”

  I took a step back to glare up at him. “Um, how about, no?”

  He glared right back at me. “What do you mean, no?”

  I planted my hands firmly on my hips. “First of all, I’ve been dreaming about my wedding ever since I was a little girl. When I get married, I’m going to take as much time as I need to plan the whole thing. The ceremony and reception will have all the bells and whistles, and my groom will be happy about it because he’ll want me to have my dream wedding.”

  “The only groom you’re ever going to have is me,” he growled, yanking me flush against his chest.

  I narrowed my eyes at him. “And the only way that’s going to happen is if I get a real proposal after you’ve put some thought into asking me to marry you instead of a spur-of-the-moment decision because my sisters backed you into a corner.”

  “Let me get this straight.” He grinned down at me. “What you’re saying is that all I have to do to get you to agree to marry me is prove that the idea is all my own and come up with a romantic way to pop the question?”

  I nodded, the gleam of satisfaction in his green eyes making me a little nervous.

  “I don’t think the bar is set as high as you think it is, baby. But consider your challenge accepted anyway.”

  10

  Will

  If Aurora wanted to be swept off her feet, I had absolutely no problem making her dreams come true. By becoming my wife and the mother of my children, she was doing the same for me.

  It would take a few days for her ring to arrive since it was being custom made, so I spent the time putting everything in place for the perfect proposal. When the day finally arrived, everything had been checked and checked again.

  I started by waking her up with a breakfast of pancakes with fresh strawberries and cream. Quietly, I placed the tray on my side of the bed, then went back around to sit near her sleeping form. Leaning down, I brushed a soft kiss over her lips and whispered, “Aurora, baby, wake up.”

  She stirred, and a sweet smile graced her face as she stretched out her body. The blankets dipped low, exposing her perfect breasts, and I had to shake my head to clear away the fog of lust threatening to distract me.

  “I brought breakfast,” I said, returning her smile as I helped her sit up. She scooted back to lean against the headboard, and when I pulled the sheet up to cover her, she quirked an eyebrow in question. “I’m only so strong, baby, and I want you to eat your breakfast, not become mine.” She opened her mouth to speak, and I covered it with my hand. “We don’t have time this morning. We have to l
eave for work in half an hour, and I’m not going to rush when I’m feasting on your delicious body.”

  Aurora’s eyes heated, but she nodded, so I removed my hand. I carefully lifted the tray of food and set it on her lap. She looked at the spread with delight and let out a little moan before licking her lips. It was absolute torture, and my body was screaming at me to discard all my plans and spend the day in bed worshipping my woman.

  I cleared my throat and stood, trying to think about anything that would take the edge off the desire clawing at me. A gagging sound had me whipping around to see Aurora bent over the tray, spitting out the food in her mouth. I rushed over and lifted her face to mine. “Aurora? What’s wrong, baby?” Since it was too early to know if she was pregnant, worry creeped in.

  “I think the strawberries went bad,” she croaked before taking a big swig of the coffee sitting on her tray.

  I glanced down at the red, gooey stuff slathered over the fluffy, golden pancakes. Since it was like a strawberry glaze, it would’ve been easy to miss if the strawberries were mushy with over ripeness. A sigh escaped my lips as I rolled my eyes to the ceiling. It certainly wasn’t the start I had envisioned for the day.

  Aurora giggled, and I glanced down at her twinkling blue eyes. It was impossible to fight my answering smile when she looked at me like that. I kissed her forehead and shook my head ruefully. “Sorry, baby. We’ll get breakfast on the way to work.”

  She trailed a finger down my bare chest and eyed me slyly. “Now that we don’t have breakfast taking up our time…” I grabbed her hand before she could go any lower and gave her a mock glare.

  “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you only want me for my body,” I said with a huff. Aurora laughed boisterously and smacked a kiss on my lips.