by E. C. Land
Once K-9 got off the phone with his dad, he commenced yet another round of sex. This time I got my mouth on him. I could easily still feel the way the man wrapped his fingers through my hair while I sucked his cock into my mouth. His groans did things to me that ended up with me riding his face while I continued to suck him off. When we both found our release, K-9 put a shirt on me while he slipped on a pair of basketball shorts. The two of us went into the kitchen, where he proceeded to fix us both something to eat.
K-9 could cook, which doesn’t surprise me since his mom, Lia, told me she made sure she taught her boys to cook while growing up.
The two of us ate what he fixed while talking. It’s nice to spend this time with him. Honestly, it felt just like the time we spent together was like old times when he would purposely say something to make me laugh. Finished with our food, K-9 scooped me up into his arms and carried me back to the bedroom and proceeded to blow my mind one orgasm after another until it was time to get Derick from his parents. Danny and Lia both seemed pleased to see K-9 and I were together. They informed us of this fact before leaving.
Derick had a million questions last night about the fact we’d moved again and asked where I would be sleeping. I already knew my son had his own room here. K-9 stepped in when I didn’t know how to explain this to Derick. Thinking back to the conversation, tears well in my eyes.
“Mommy’s going to be staying in my room with me. That okay with you, D?”
“Why does Mommy have to stay in there? Doesn’t she get her own room?” Derick frowns in confusion.
“Because your mommy and I are going to be together,” K-9 informs my son.
“But Mommy doesn’t sleep with anyone in her bed.” Derick cocks his head to the side and looks at me. Derick looks at me and furrows his brow. At three, my baby boy is very intuitive. “Are you staying in Uncle K-9’s room, Mommy?”
“I am, baby. Is that okay with you?”
“Do you think daddy would like that?” Oh shit. Derick is gutting me.
Moving from where I’m standing near him to squat in front of him, I take his hands in mine. “Baby, your daddy will always be your daddy, no matter what. Your Uncle K-9 and I both will make sure you get to hear all the stories about him from us. He would have loved you just as much as he loved both of us. I think your daddy would have liked us to be together. When you’re older, I’ll tell you more stories about your daddy that right now you’re just too young to understand.”
“Okay, Mommy. It’s okay with me. I love Uncle K-9, and I know you do too. You tell me you do all the time.” Derick looks over to K-9, who is also squatting down to his level. “Do you love Mommy?”
“Yeah, D, I do.” The way K-9’s voice hits a new gravelly tone sends shivers down my spine. “I love her just as much as I love you.”
Holy cannoli sticks.
“Does this mean you get to be like my daddy?”
“D, I could never take your daddy’s place, but I made a promise to your daddy a long time ago that I would raise you as my own,” K-9 says, moving to wrap an arm around me when I fall to my butt, unable to keep myself up. He pulls me closer to him and uses his other arm to pull Derick into us. “No matter what, Derick, you will always be your daddy’s son, but you’re also mine, because I’m lucky enough to help raise you alongside your mom.”
Tears spill down my cheeks even now thinking about this conversation. K-9 and Derick end up spending some time alone together while I went into the bathroom to take a bath, hoping to ease my sore muscles.
Now we’re all heading to the clubhouse for a family BBQ. I’m apprehensive about being around everyone. We’d just started this between us, and it scares me. What if he changes his mind? K-9 claims I’m all he needs to satisfy his needs, but I’ve seen him in action. The thought causes me to want to turn around and go back home.
Derick squeals in excitement when he sees the clubhouse. He knows his friends are here and he’ll get to play with them after not seeing them all week.
I suck in a deep breath and let it out as I park next to the other cars. I shut the engine off while eyeing K-9 getting off his bike. This is new between us—I don’t know how everyone is going to take it.
What will Lex say?
I don’t want to encroach on his life any more than I already have.
K-9 starts in my direction, and I finally find the courage I need to get out of the car. Smoothing my black sunflower dress down, I move to the other side of the car and help Derick out of his car seat.
“Ready, Belly?” K-9 grins taking my hand in his.
“No,” I mutter quietly.
“It’s gonna be okay, baby. You know everyone here loves you,” he chuckles.
“You say that, but it doesn’t make me feel at ease,” I grumble.
Shaking his head, K-9 releases my hand and wraps his arm around my waist, holding me closer to him.
Derick spots his friends over at the playground area and knowing it’s safe for him, I let him go. I don’t have to worry about anything happening to him here. Not only are some of the ol’ ladies outside with them, but it also looks like all of the members of the club are out here as well. No one lets any of the kids out of their sight, even if they’re off to the side laughing—joking around.
I remember the stories some of them have told me over the years and what they’ve all been through. I shiver in fear at the thought of something happening to Derick. It’s bad enough I have my own anxiety about him being taken from me. I don’t want to think of anything else on top of it.
I blink away the darker thoughts before they can hit me full force. Today is supposed to be a great day, with no drama.
Right?
We’ve been sitting out here for a few hours having fun. Mackenzie offered to take Derick for the night, claiming she misses her nephew. I couldn’t help but shake my head at her when she leaves with him in tow. My son is definitely loved by his family.
K-9 has kept me in his sights the entire time. If I weren’t in reaching distance, he had his eyes on me.
With most of the kids home now, I’m nervous about what comes next. My reason for feeling this way is when the club whores start to show their faces. One, in particular, makes a beeline for K-9. I suck in a breath as she all but wraps herself around him.
Narrowing my gaze on her, I wish I could stop the pang of jealousy that takes hold of me. I want to step over to where she’s refusing to let him go and yank her hair from her head.
“Cici, I suggest you let go of me,” K-9 bellows.
“But baby, you always enjoy me being wrapped around you,” Cici whines. “I’ve missed you. Come on, let’s go to your room and make up for lost time.”
What the hell?
Seriously. Doesn’t this bitch know I’m here? I get that he didn’t announce to the whole club we were together, but it’s like everyone already knew about the two of us.
My heart skips a beat when Cici wraps herself around K-9 once again and presses herself against him.
One of K-9’s brother’s girlfriend, Gigi, is next to me and makes a remark about Cici looking like the whore she is.
When K-9 doesn’t push her off of him this time, I decide I’ve had enough and storm off. I’m not going to stay here and witness him giving that bitch what she wants.
I knew better than to agree to what we’d started. Now I feel like a complete and utter fool.
Chapter Thirteen
K-9
“I’ve missed you. Come on, let’s go to your room and make up for lost time.” Cici’s voice grates on my nerves, and I’m pissed she’s not listening.
I know Cici wants to be an ol’ lady, but more than that, she wants to be mine. That shit ain’t ever gonna happen. Shit, I’ve only fucked the bitch maybe three times since she became one of the club whores. Most of them all know the score. One, you don’t fuckin’ touch me without my permission. Two, you don’t try and stake a claim on me. If I wanna fuck you, I’ll tell you. Three, they all know when a me
mber has a woman, they aren’t to cause problems. Or they end up at the mercy of one of the ol’ ladies.
Shit, Kenny, Izzy, and Emerson definitely don’t have a problem with throwing them out of the clubhouse. Hades told me what Emerson did to one of the club whores when she found the bitch in their room. I wasn’t around then due to my time in the military, but Emerson had no problem sharing the story with all of us. Especially when one of the new club whores had tried to hit on Hades. The ol’ ladies are as protective of their men as my brothers are of their women.
“Cici, I’m not going to tell you again. Let me go,” I sneer, getting pissed. I lift my gaze from telling Cici to let me go only to find Anabelle walking away, which pisses me off even more.
What the fuck is she doing?
Derick had left a bit ago with Lex and Mackenzie to spend the night with them. Lex told me he’d drop D off at daycare tomorrow for Anabelle since she’ll be at work. It sucks she’s working twelve-hour shifts, but she at least gets a few days off after working her shifts.
“K-9 . . .” I glare down at Cici when she whines in her nasal voice.
“Fuckin’ stay away from me. I’ve got an ol’ lady, and you fuckin’ well know you’re not allowed to touch me as it is. Now get the hell out of my way,” I snarl, bringing the bitch to tears.
I stalk after Anabelle catching up to her as she goes to open the door to her car. I cage her in keeping her from doing what she wants. “Where the hell are you going?” I demand.
“Home, K-9. I’m going home,” she whispers.
“Why the fuck are you going home?”
“Don’t act like I’m stupid. I saw her wrap herself around you, and you didn’t do anything to stop her.” She’s not looking at me, but I can tell she’s crying. “I swear I knew better than to start this. I get it I’m not enough, and you can’t help taking the opportunity of being with any bitch who comes sniffing around like they’re in heat. I get it. Now move your hand and let me go.”
Oh, fuck no. She didn’t just say that shit. My anger hits a high point, and I grab her arm and twirl her around to look at me. “You want to talk shit about me, but I’m not the one stupid enough to move in next door to the man responsible for leaving your son fatherless.”
I regret the words the moment they come out of my mouth.
“Fuck, I’m sorry, Anabelle.”
“No, don’t you dare. I get it. You think I’m stupid. I’m always stupid to you. You won’t see me as anything else, but someone who makes the wrong decisions. I screwed up when I didn’t tell you about the pregnancy from the beginning. I screwed up before that when I asked Derick if he could take me to the store to get something to eat, because I was hungry after school. I screwed up by letting him take that bullet for me. Don’t you think I already know how stupid I am?” Anabelle screams, revealing her emotions and truths about that day I didn’t even know.
“Anabelle . . .”
“No, you don’t get it. K-9, you’ve been nothing but an ass to me for three years. Still, I let you have what you want. Take what you want. Hurt me however you want. It may not be physical pain, but it hurt all the same,” she snaps, interrupting me from speaking to her.
“Do you know how hard it is to know I’m the reason Derick is gone? That one day, I’ll have to tell my son, and he will hate me for it.”
Fuck.
Anabelle has kept this shit bottled up for far too long, and I feel like a shitty asshole for not thinking of what she’s going through. I try to pull her into me, but my woman doesn’t let me—she shoves and tries to push me away from her.
“Belly, you gotta stop this shit . . .” Anabelle doesn’t let me finish speaking before she uses her fist and tries to fight me off of her.
I don’t miss the fact we’ve now got an audience. Needing privacy for what I’m about to do, I reach down and wrap my arms around my woman’s ass, lift her up over my shoulder and start walking toward the clubhouse.
Without having to worry about Derick tonight, I can handle my woman here without taking her home.
I get she said something because she’s hurt, and I had responded badly in return. Except what I said had triggered something worse, and that needs to be dealt with first and foremost.
Stalking to the doors of the clubhouse, I don’t bother looking at any of my brothers as Anabelle screeches at me to put her down. I stop only to unlock the door to my room and open it. I use my boot to close the damn thing behind us, making sure it’s locked.
I take the few steps to my bed, toss my woman onto it, and follow her—making sure to cage her in between my arms. “I heard you out there, Belly, and now you’re gonna listen to me.”
“No. Let me go,” she says, fighting me, tears spilling down her cheeks.
“I’m not gonna let you go, Anabelle. I’m done fighting what we have between us, and I’ll fight you until you see it too. It’s time to let the past go, baby. Derick’s gone, and he wouldn’t want you blaming yourself for him dying. He loved you. I know this, and so do you. Even with you both ending things, you were best friends, and he could never hate you. So his son would never hate you,” I growl.
Anabelle shakes her head in denial, and I figure I’ll have to find another approach. Holding myself up with one hand braced to the bed, I use my other to yank her dress over her stomach. I cup her pussy and use my fingers to slide her panties to the side, and toy with her entrance.
I use her body against her, slowly lighting my woman’s body on fire. Forcing her to understand she is not to blame. I wait for her to plead and beg me for more.
Only then do I allow her a release and sink into her delectable pussy. It takes no time for her to reach a second release and a third before I find my own groaning her name as I do so.
I pull back from Anabelle’s heated sheath and meet her gaze. “You’re not stupid, Belly, and you’re not, not good enough. If anything, it’s the other way around. I’m the one lucky enough to have you as mine. Now, do you understand?”
“Yes,” she whispers breathlessly.
“Good, now let’s crash. You have to work in the morning and need some rest.” I pull completely from her pussy and grin when Anabelle whimpers in protest. Yeah, I fucked her good. Laying on the bed, I drag her up my body, so she’s able to rest her head on my chest, just like she did the past two nights.
Chapter Fourteen
Anabelle
One Month Later . . .
“Again. Again. Again,” Derick squeals, holding his arms up for K-9 to help him fly through the air like an airplane.
“All right, D, you ready?” K-9 chuckles, lifting him up over his head.
Derick has fallen into a relatively normal schedule since we moved in with K-9. On days that I work, I take him to the daycare, and K-9 picks him up when he’s done with work for the day. He works at Devil’s Garage, owned by the club. He also helps out at other places as well. I remember him mentioning my cousin Finley’s name once, but I know it’s not my place to ask questions. If it doesn’t affect me, I honestly don’t wanna know.
On the days I’m off, Derick is home with me, and we spend the day together, because I miss my son when I’m at work. By the time I get off from my shift, it’s nearly bedtime for him, and I have just enough time to ask him how his day is and say good night.
K-9 has made sure to make me feel special every day since that night at the clubhouse. Sure we’ve had some bouts of disagreements but nothing serious. I’ve also felt lighter than I have in years.
Better yet, I’m finally able to go to Derick’s grave and talk to him. I’d felt the guilt of his death seeping out of my pores in a way I never thought would happen.
I smile at K-9 and my son as they play from the kitchen. I have the next few days off after working several hellacious days. The ER has been packed with patients coming in more than usual. Some of them with simple issues, others from accidents or not so much accidents, but rather them being hurt on purpose.
I don’t tell K-9 about what ha
ppens at the ER, because he doesn’t need to know. Plus, I’m not about to tell him the reason I’m off for the next few days. I wasn’t scheduled to take off today, but after yesterday’s events, my boss had told me to. We had a group of patients come in who had been in a shootout. I recognized two of the men who were injured, and they knew me as well. One of them had tried to attack me for some reason. The whole ordeal shook me up more than anything else. I thought about telling K-9 about it, only to change my mind. He doesn’t need to worry about me while I’m at work. I’m sure he has enough to worry about with other things, like club business.
Clearing my head, I go back to finishing up dinner. Mackenzie’s mom and dad, my second set of parents, were on their way over to get Derick for the night. This leaves me and K-9 alone for the evening. It will also give us a chance to talk about something that’s been bugging me.
Since moving into the house, he’s avoided the talk about bills and whatnot. I don’t like it. I didn’t go to school and decide to move out of my brother’s place for no reason. I work so I can take care of my son. I’m not about to be a freeloader anymore. Lex had refused to let me pay him anything. The same goes for Chaz, Tanner, and Hunter. None of them would let me give them anything for rent.
“Okay, D, go get ready. I see Gramps’ car coming down the lane,” K-9 says, putting Derick on his feet.
Derick calls Lisa and Nick Grams and Gramps since they raised me for so long. K-9’s parents are Nana and Papa. So this makes it easy for him to not get confused by who’s who.
“Yay,” Derick squeals taking off running down the hall to get his bag.
K-9 comes over to where I’m just stirring the sauce for the spaghetti and leans against the counter. “You okay, Belly?”
I turn enough to give him a smile. “I’m fine. Why do you ask?”
