Entwined Souls (Soul Sister Book 1)

by C. M. Youngren

  Braxton may worry when his adrenaline took over and he lost control a bit, but there was no need. I loved the animal in him and the times he just let go. The assault on my body was as sexy as hell. And while we had christened many places in our home, this door was not one of them.

  Check, another location bites the dust.

  Frantically we both started undressing each other in a race to get naked. Guess he wasn’t the only wild one.

  “Fuck, I love your birthday suit, Dimples.”

  “Ditto,” I said, laughing. Then Braxton was on me again in a flash.

  I felt his hands wedge themselves under my ass and push up, while his mouth devoured mine in a demanding kiss. Knowing exactly what he wanted, I placed my arms around his neck and did a little hop, wrapping my legs around his hips.

  Our bodies became one, so in sync, with each other, it was as if we’d been together for years. He already knew my likes and dislikes not only when it came to sex but so many other things as well. The same went for me with him.

  Grabbing his cock in one hand as he held my ass with the other, he pushed into me and began thrusting in and out, hitting that sweet spot deep inside. As my body beat against the wooden door, I wrapped my hands in his hair and held on as I soaked up every bit of the alpha behavior this man was dishing out.

  “God, you taste good, baby. I can’t get enough of this gorgeous body of yours. I’m not gonna last, you’re so damn sexy.”

  As his hips started jackhammering in and out even harder, I let out a scream and yanked back on his head so he had to look at me. “Now, Brax, make me come now!” I yelled so loud, those far away neighbors may have heard. Right now I don’t care, they can get some damn earplugs.

  He always gave me what I wanted, and this time was no different. Eyes still on me, he brought it home, and with sweat dripping down our bodies, animalistic sounds coming from the both of us, our orgasms hit at the same time and our releases mixed together like the perfect blend of a fine wine.

  Both breathing hard, my head dropped to his shoulder and I thought I could fall asleep like that, but I figured he couldn’t hold me this way all night. So I picked my head back up and placed a light kiss on his lips.

  “Let me down before you drop me.”

  “Dimples, that would never happen.” Despite his words, he did release my legs, which felt like utter jello and allowed me to slide down his body, placing my feet on the floor.

  “I think it’s shower time, don’t you?” Giving him a naughty smirk, I felt his body start to respond again. “Already?” I asked, with an arched eyebrow.

  “What can I say, you do this to me,” he said with a wink.

  I batted my eyelashes at him. I loved the playful side of Brax and that he brought that out in me too. “Who me?” I faked innocence and pointed at my chest. Then reaching around, I did what I had done before because his expression was always great. I smacked his ass. “I have at least a few more times in me and I get a head start.” I loved the chase, so I took off running for the stairs.

  “Dimples, I’m gonna get you!” he yelled, laughing.

  “I’m counting on it,” I exclaimed over my shoulder.

  Chapter Thirty-Six

  Jurnee

  Sitting in the waiting room on the polyester grey couch, I remembered a time long ago when I sat knowing my life was about to change and I was filled with jitters. The room was so quiet all I could do was hear myself thinking, which wasn’t helping my nerves. Braxton grabbed my hand, and the warmth of his touch eased some of the tension in my body. “Breathe baby, we got this. You and me,” he whispered softly in my ear. He’d always seemed to be able to relax me, with just a small caress or his velvety, smooth voice. Sagging against him, I laid my head on his shoulder, and we waited like that until our names were called.

  After the night we told my parents our plans, which had been a week ago, we’d laid boneless from sexual exhaustion in our bed curled up to one another talking. We spoke for hours about what the next steps would be and exactly what we both wanted. I was in awe that Braxton yearned for the same things as me and that he was who I got to share all my dreams, memories, and my future with.

  Since we hadn’t told anyone but my parents about what we were doing yet, that was still all something that needed to be done. But first, we finally had an appointment to talk to Embry’s social worker. I had met with her a few times when she came into the center to check on my sweet little angel, asking questions to ensure she was being taken care of.

  But today was so much different.

  I have had some monumental moments in my life. First the day I got adopted, next finding out that my cancer was in remission, then the day I met the girls, which I had also met Braxton as a bonus, and last was him coming back into my life in a very special way. I prayed that when we walked into that room to ask about adopting Embry that it would be one more that I could add to my list of life-altering memories.

  Not knowing what to expect, and if they would even consider something like this when Braxton and I weren’t married yet, was making me jumpy. The door opened and just the lady we needed to speak to, walked into the room. Please let this go well.

  Brax and I stood and shook hands with Mrs. Miller. Then he and I clasped palms and followed the very person who could possibly help make part of our dreams come true. As the door to her office closed behind us all, I’d sent a silent wish out into the universe that good things would be granted.

  The meeting with the social worker was over and had gone extremely well. I took a deep breath letting that sink in, but my body was still amped up over what we were doing next. We were on our way to the county clerk's office, another huge step in our lives was about to take place.

  If we had told people ahead of time where we had been heading after our visit with the social worker Mrs. Miller, or that we even saw her for that matter, they may have thought we were insane. But nobody was told beforehand. God, I felt awful about it too. My two best friends, my soul sisters, should have known everything and over the last couple of weeks, I had left them in the dark. After this one step, we planned on talking to them, and Braxton’s guys too.

  There was no way they all were not going to be a part of all that was coming. Being we were heading to obtain a marriage license, that meant all would be involved in something enormous, and very soon.

  A wedding.

  After leaving the county office, we were back in the car. I stared at the paper in my hand, not honestly believing what I was seeing, and yet I could feel the smooth finish, had felt the weight of it as I held it, and could see the words written on it. Mine and Braxton’s names on the marriage license we’d just obtained clear as day.

  I was getting married.

  Braxton was staring straight ahead and looked calm, collected, and content. Three C’s I was clearly searching for within myself. He had one hand on the wheel and the other clasped with mine when he gave my palm a little squeeze.

  “Breathe, Jurnee, it’s going to be okay.”

  “I know,” I replied. “I just can’t believe I’m getting married and that the social worker is in our corner and going to help us try to adopt Embry. It’s all so surreal.”

  He turned his head for a second to look at me and our eyes met. There was a question coming.

  “You're happy, right? Do you still want this?”

  “Oh my God, Braxton, of course I do. I didn’t mean for it to seem like I didn’t, it’s just kinda crazy. But in a totally fabulous way.”

  “Good, because I love you, baby.” He smiled at me before turning his eyes back on the road.

  Driving toward the house I thought about our meeting today. Embry’s social worker, Mrs. Miller talked with us in great length about what was happening with her case for quite a while. They were still looking for her father, but because of breaking probation, assault, and everything else, once he was caught, he would be going to jail. So they would be petitioning the courts to terminate his rights. The plan would be to tra
nsition into a new home as a foster child, with the potential of being permanently adopted by that family once the courts had settled her biological father’s matters. I prayed those people were Brax and me, and that was what her social worker was working towards as well. We all had agreed that for Embry’s sake that it was the best scenario for her getting her forever home as soon as possible. There was always the chance that they wouldn’t take her father’s rights away, but Mrs. Miller didn’t think that would be an issue with this case. It was a chance Braxton and I were willing to take.

  Even though not every couple has to be married to try and adopt, it sure helps, so that’s what Brax and I were doing. I worried that was the only reason he wanted to go through with it, that and to make me happy. But so many times over the last week he’d made it abundantly clear that even if we were not trying to bring this little one into our home, that beyond a doubt he wanted to make me his wife.

  And I believed him, heart and soul.

  Now, we had so much to do. Talk to our friends and plan a small wedding, which we intended to do in Braxton’s backyard by the water. Then we needed to take the weekend foster care classes for potential foster and adoptive parents, so we had those done. Last, but not least we needed to get a room ready for one special little girl in the hopes that it all worked out. I was so glad her caseworker was on our side, I just hoped our friends would be too. We would see tonight when they all came over.

  Pulling up to the house, I was surprised we were already home. I had been so immersed in all my thoughts I hadn’t even noticed pulling into the driveway. Truth be told, I was emotionally exhausted. Obviously, my face had shown it as well.

  “Babe, you look beat,” Braxton said, reading my expression. “What do you say we go in, cuddle up, and take a little nap before everyone comes over tonight?”

  I looked at Brax and decided to give him shit, because usually when we cuddled up, a nap was the farthest thing from our minds. “Think you could actually let me sleep this time?” I gave him a little nudge over the console of the Jeep.

  He grabbed my arm and pulled me closer. “I promise to let you rest if you kiss me now.”

  “Pfff, I’m not sure I believe you, but I will give it a try.” Then I planted my lips on his.

  He kissed me thoroughly and then pulled back licking his mouth. “Cherries, yum.”

  I playfully smacked his arm. “Come on, silly man, let’s go try this nap thing out, and see how it goes.”

  True to his word, he actually let me sleep this time. I’d take it, as the man was insatiable, and I wasn’t sure it would happen very often. Not that I wanted it to.

  Braxton

  As my girl slept peacefully in my arms, I laid awake with the feel of her smooth skin next to mine, soaking in the warmth our bodies created and thought about all the ways she’d changed my life.

  I had accomplished everything I really set out to do for myself. From joining the military, being the best Marine I could be, helping my sister through school and life, buying an awesome house, getting out of the military, and starting a kickass business. I had believed I was content. But then Jurnee walked into my world and I realized there was more out there to make me happy.

  She completed me.

  And with her, I got even more than I could have hoped for. This amazing woman brought Embry into my circle too, and even though when I bought my home I’d done it thinking about a family of my own someday, I still didn’t have a clue how much I truly longed for it. Until I realized they would be the ones here with me.

  Slowly coming awake, with a soft womanly form half on top of mine, I realized I had drifted off to sleep too and now got to wake up the best possible way. To my very sexy, soon to be wife draped over me.

  Damn life is good.

  Looking over at the clock on the black wooden nightstand, I realized we had slept for three hours and didn’t have much time to get ready before our company started showing up really soon.

  Running my fingers up and down her beautiful spine, I lightly whispered in her ear, “Hey Dimples, time to wake up.” All I got was a soft snore in return. My girl was out. Knowing she had an eventful day and time lately, I wished I could let her sleep, but that wasn’t possible right now. She was already struggling, having been through the whole week not telling the girls about what was happening, so I knew she needed to now.

  I tried again. “Babe, it’s almost time for everyone to be here.”

  She popped up with a jolt like her ass was on fire. “Calm down, we still have a little time, but we slept longer than we planned.”

  “Brax, why did we sleep so long? I still have to shower and get stuff ready.” With her hands pressed against my chest, her body raised off my stomach, she looked me straight in the eye. “And I mean shower alone, or we will be late.”

  “Aww babe, now you're talking all the fun out of getting ready.” I pulled her down on me, her body dropping back to mine. Peering into her eyes I asked, “Are you ready for this?”

  Man, I loved her response.

  “With you, I’m ready for anything. And everything.”

  Chapter Thirty-Seven

  Jurnee

  It was a weekday, but everyone was great and willing to come by since we’d asked. After sleeping too long, we rushed to take showers and Braxton had already headed downstairs in case our friends started showing up. It was a pizza, wine, and beer kind of night. Easy to order and fast to clean up, so that’s what we were doing.

  I knew I was stalling while getting ready. My damn nerves seemed to be getting the best of me over the past few days. But who could blame me when there’d been some seriously crazy changes happening? From being around Braxton again, to getting shot and having to get healed up from that. Then falling in love, being harassed by Embry’s dad on more than one occasion, deciding to get married, and trying to adopt our sweet girl.

  Wow, there was a time I used to claim the little angel as mine, but I just realized how right it felt to say our sweet girl, and know it was the truth. Somehow, this had to work so we could bring her home.

  My heart fluttered at the thought of the three of us together in our home. I had been daydreaming about what that would be like when Brax walked in and startled me.

  “Everyone is downstairs babe, you coming?” I had been standing outside on the balcony again, one of my favorite places to just think, when Brax approached behind me and spoke, startling me into jumping a little.

  “I’m sorry for scaring you, everything okay?”

  I turned around so I could see him. “Yeah, I’m fine. I was just thinking, and I’m worried about what they will all say.” I bit down on my bottom lip hard enough, I had almost drawn blood. It was a habit of mine when my nerves got rattled. “They just mean a lot to me, and you. I want them to be happy for us, not worried, or disagree with our choices.”

  Coming up and placing his hands and my shoulders he kissed the tip of my nose. He was always doing sweet things like that. One minute he was the Beast and the next he was Prince Charming. I had it made.

  “It’s going to be okay, you trust me, right?”

  I nodded. “Of course I do, Brax.”

  “Good, then let’s go tell our friends it’s time to plan a wedding and that they are about to gain a niece.”

  My face split into the biggest smile. This man was something else. Wrapping my arms around him, I squeezed him tight before releasing him. Then I grabbed one hand and said, “Let’s do this.”

  “I got you, babe,” he said.

  “Ditto.” Together we could do anything.

  Everyone was in the living room watching us as we descended the stairs. Hands clasped together in unity we approached the group. I wasn’t sure how this was going to go, but it didn’t happen at all like I’d thought it was going to. There had been no sugarcoating it, Braxton dropped the ball and let it fly all at once.

  “We’re getting married!” he announced loudly.

  All the faces in the room, my girls included, went s
tone still; everyone was clearly in shock. Each wore a slightly different expression, but it was rather amusing to see, and I sooo wished I had videoed the moment. Looking back at it over time would have been crazy fun.

  Then, before I could blink, the room erupted in chaos.

  I wasn’t sure who was asking or saying what, but even to their surprise what I did catch, was that they all seemed extremely happy for us.

  My frantic heart settled.

  Next thing I knew I was ripped away from Brax and thrown into the middle of another bestie sandwich, one of my favorite places to be. Right up there with being thrown over Braxton’s shoulder, staring at his delicious behind. There was some screeching in my ear, some jumping up and down—I was pretty much being squeezed to death. I’d take this any day of the week, versus the other way I worried it may go.

  Finally, the girls got it all out and let me free. I almost fell backward at their sudden release, but two strong arms caught me around my middle and wrapped around my stomach. Home. That’s where I was in Braxton’s embrace.

  “Oh my god, Jurnee, I am so excited for you and can’t believe you’re getting married!” Summer exclaimed, bouncing on her heel-covered feet. The girl does love her shoes.

  “We’re going to actually be sisters,” Alley said, grinning from ear-to-ear. “Not that the three of us weren’t already.”

  “Thank you, I’m so freaking glad you’re all thrilled for us. I was worried you wouldn’t be since it’s all happening kinda fast.”

  “If you’re happy, we are too,” Gyth chimed in as he kinda hobbled up to the group. Kace and Landon followed, and they all shook Brax’s hand before pulling me in for one hug after another. Whatever was going on with some of our friends romantically, I was just glad everyone could get along for our sake, since Braxton and I wanted them all to be part of everything.