Lawless Hero: A Bad Boy Military Romance (Savage Soldiers Book 4)

by Nicole Elliot

  CHAPTER 41

  Rose

  Five Years Later

  Warren and I arrived at our home in Savage, Colorado after the awards ceremony exhausted. Not long after we married, we both decided we wanted to return to our hometown. We had so much history there. Plus, the Savage Soldiers of Savage, CO were the reason he ultimately ended up meeting in the first place. Hence, it only seemed right to return to where it had all begun.

  We had spent the whole day preparing to receive the honor for Best Independent News source in the country. Fittingly, the ceremony was in our hometown.

  Now that everything was all over, I wanted to get back to work. The company Warren and I had created, enabling people around the world to get their story about corruption in front of audience, had taken off.

  He unlocked our beautiful front door to our new home, still not saying anything. After five years, I learned his moods and eccentricities quite well. Boredom lurked behind his sullen face, I was sure of it.

  “Whatcha thinking about?” I asked as I walked in first.

  “Oh, you know.”

  After closing the door and locking it, he turned around. His eyes opened wide as he saw me unbuttoning my blouse. I smiled seductively, ready to start the next phase of our life.

  “Let’s make a baby,” I said, watching as he stripped out of his clothes.

  “I was thinking earlier today, after this award, our business will take off. We’ll need to hire more people, delegate some responsibilities…”

  “Delegate,” I said, down to only panties.

  “There will be more man power, so some of our time will finally be freed up. This is the perfect time…”

  “To start our family,” I said, finishing his sentence.

  He stepped forward and pressed his body against mine. After so many years of condoms and contraceptives, we were finally going to make love without any barriers between us. The thought made my heart beat faster as I slipped off my panties, kicking them across our spotless living room. They landed on the expensive leather couch we had picked out together.

  I saw that familiar look in his eyes. Even after five years, his lust and love for me knew no bounds.

  “Let’s begin our next adventure,” he said.

  His voice made me shiver. Or maybe it was the central air left on too high. We had enough money to live the rest of our lives without working if we wanted, more than enough to be comfortable.

  Our next step though—a child—made perfect sense.

  I stared at him, wondering if he would want more than one.

  How many did I want? I’d been an only child and always had missed not having a sibling.

  We would have to discuss that later though, for my mind went blissfully blank when he kissed me. He ran his hands up and down my body, touching and teasing every spot that drove me wild.

  I stroked his magnificent body, unable to believe it had been over seven years since he had first come into my life. His hand moved between my legs, his fingers brushing against my mound.

  My moans filled the air as he took me right there on the stairs. Absent of the usual condom, I felt all of him for the first time—long, hard, and slick-- sliding in and out. Thrusting harder and faster as I lost myself in the moment.

  Through it all, I momentarily thought of having his son or daughter, and growing old with him. But then I forgot how to think at all as me made love to me with more passion than I’d ever felt before. Just when I could hardly stand it anymore, he slowed his pace.

  “Sore?” I asked, smirking.

  “I’m getting old,” he laughed.

  “We are not getting old. Let’s go upstairs.”

  I swayed my hips back and forth, giggling gleefully as he squeezed my left butt-cheek and slapped the other.

  “We want to make this a happy baby, not some fifty shades of gray baby,” I said, glancing over my shoulder as I reached the top of the stairs.

  He grinned. “We’re gonna make the happiest, cutest, smartest, and funniest baby ever.”

  “Here’s to hoping he or she gets the best from both of us.”

  I stopped and kissed him, stroking his baby-maker to keep it hard.

  Our master bedroom was a welcomed sight. We made our way to the bed, stealing kisses as if it were our first night together.

  I couldn’t help thinking how as we grew closer each passing day, our love for each other continued to blossom. I simply couldn’t imagine a world without him in it.

  He slid himself into me as I laid on my back with my legs held up by his broad shoulders. The friction sent tingles of pleasure through my body. The break to come upstairs had somehow heightened my senses.

  We gazed into each other’s eyes, both of us breathing heavily. My hardened nipples rubbed against his body as he moved up and down.

  “Warren…”

  His eyes closed as he came, and I did the same half-a-second later. Our bodies, connected, writhed in pleasure as the orgasms washed over us.

  He slowed his strokes, then stopped. Still inside of me, he kissed me on the lips.

  While I would never know for certain if that was the night we conceived, I had a hunch.

  He pulled out and then collapsed next to me.

  “You’re thinking too much again, aren’t you?” he said, studying my expression.

  “Probably,” I said. “It’s just that…that was so…I mean, we almost never…”

  “I know. It was like the first time.”

  We cuddled for a while before I reached down to touch between his legs. He kissed me, and before we knew it, the process started all over again.

  By the end of the year, we had our first child. A girl named Jasmine Anne Lewis. We both loved her more than anything else in the world, and we proved it daily for the rest of our lives.

  Things didn’t always work out our way, but we stood by each other until the end.

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  Look for Book Five, Coming Soon!