by Erin Trejo
“What’s that?” he says while he yawns.
“That I love you more than I thought I could love anyone and that you are going to make a great father.”
“I love you too. Wait, what?” He turns his head to look at me and all I can do is smile.
“You’ve given me something else I need to protect, Wolf.”
“You’re kiddin’ me,” he says as if he doesn’t believe me.
“No, I’m not.”
“I love you, Krista.”
Epilogue
Wolf
The burns have healed. I’m scarred but I’m alive. I never thought I’d be so happy to see the fucking sun rise and set every day. The time I spent in the burn center made me think about my life. I thought about all the shit that I did and that I still do. Most of that hasn’t change because at the end of the day I’m still a Soulless Bastard but now I look at every day as something more. There’s a different vibe, a different feeling in the air.
“Is it my turn?” Savannah whines as I drink my beer.
“Ask mom,” I tell her.
“It’s your baby,” she protests.
“Not when mom’s here.” Savannah huffs out a breath wanting nothing more than to hold her nephew. I can’t do anything more than laugh. I was excited when Krista told me she was pregnant. Then I was scared shitless. I didn’t know if that was the best move. Sure, my dad raised me right, but I was still me and that’s what I was afraid of. Afraid that I would ruin that little life in some way but the joy he brought to Krista? That’s priceless. I know she still misses Eva and I can’t blame her. Back then, she wasn’t ready to be a mom. She wasn’t with someone that could take care of them and she sure as hell couldn’t do it herself. Now she has me. She has the guys. She has this club and my family. She has everything she ever wanted.
“You really won’t make her let me hold him?” Savannah whines again making me laugh.
“Hey, mom. Savannah wants a turn,” I call out to her. She gives me a nasty look before smiling at her little girl. Krista comes back from the bathroom and I grab her wrist, pulling her into my lap.
“What did you do?” She whispers as my mom gives me the evil eye.
“Told her she had to share Evan.” Krista laughs, resting her head on my shoulder. “Have I told you how much I love you?”
“Every day,” she says, pressing a kiss to my neck where she is nuzzled.
“I mean it too. I love you more than you know, Krista.”
“I know. You show me all the time. I love you too.”
“Think we can have more kids?”
“Not in this lifetime,” she says.
“Why not?”
“Why don’t you be pregnant? Then you can have as many as you want,” she says being serious. Or maybe she isn’t. I never know with this girl but that’s what I love about her.
“It wasn’t that bad,” I tell her.
“Are you kidding me? That is the second time I had my vagina stretched open for a small human.” I laugh so hard I have to set my beer down this time. Krista stands with her hands on her hips now and I can’t help but laugh a little more. “Keep laughing like that,” she says pointing at me.
“What if I do?”
“I mean it. Look at how much weight I gained, Wolf.” This time she is serious. Scooting forward on the chair, I wrap my arms around her and pull her into me. As I look up at her, I can see the insecurities, but I also see the real her.
“I don’t give a shit about your weight, Krista. When I fell in love with you, I didn’t see that. I saw that fire in your eyes. The one that’s been missin’ for far too long. I remember wantin’ to touch it, feel it’s burn. I saw it flicker in you. It’s back. It’s there and I can feel the heat of it. That’s what I love about you.” Tears fill her eyes again, but she quickly stops them.
“I thought you loved my blow jobs?” She asks as I look to make sure Savannah isn’t close before I laugh.
“I do love those too.”
“And the way I ride you,” she teases.
“Every fuckin’ thing you do to my body, I love, baby.”
“Even with all the stretch marks?” She sounds so unsure. Apparently that three hour sex fest we had last night wasn’t enough of a reminder for her.
“It seems that I need to take you upstairs and slowly strip you down. Lick my way from your neck to your perfect nipples. Suck one into my mouth until it’s so hard it could cut glass. Then I’ll move down your body until I get to that sweet pussy. Spread those lips nice and wide for me.” Her cheeks are flushed, and my cock is hard as hell. She watches me, wanting me to keep going so I do.
“Flick my tongue over your pulsin’ clit. Damn, I can almost taste you now.”
“Then what?” She pants softly.
“What the fuck is that smell?”
“What?” She asks confused.
“That smell? What the fuck is that?” Krista looks around confused by what I’m saying until she sees Savannah.
“Well, I think your sex talk is over. Your son just shit all over your sister.”
The End.
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