by ChaShiree M.
“Never again should you utter words about me not wanting you little Kea. There is nothing on this earth that could ever mean more to me than you.”
With that I return my attention to her distended nipples, one at a time over and over again. Each one, becoming redder and more distended as I go on.
“Colton.” She whimpers. The sound is quiet and contained but hearing her say my name never ceases to awaken the beast in me.
“Yes, little mama. It's me. Say it again baby. Say my name.”
I give her nipples one last kiss and make my way down the rest of her body. Removing her panties from her soaking wet pussy, her scent hits me like a ton of bricks.
“Colton. Please.”
Her whimpers are my kryptonite. She sounds so beautiful. Her voice melodic and throaty, but soft and full of desire. I give up. I was trying to be gentle, but who said I was a saint?
Without waiting another second, I pull her pussy to my face and make it my fucking meal. From the bottom of her hole, that will sooner rather than later be stretched around my cock like a rubber band, to her clit. I lick her over and over again.
“Oh my god Colton. Yes. It feels so good.”
I try to tell her with a mouth full of muff that she tastes even better, but I can’t pull my face away from her sweetness. She shakes as the vibration of my words hit her clit. Holy shit!! She begins to buck like a baby bronco, and she isn’t even on my dick yet. Her pussy is rubbing up and down my face as she moves over and over chasing her orgasm. Well I be damned.
Deciding to up the ante, I put two of my fingers inside her. Her pussy sucks them in like a fucking Bissell. I go slowly initially, making sure I am not hurting her. I haven’t broken that cherry yet. My mind is demanding I stretch her even though nothing is going to happen today. Moving my finger in and out as I continue to lick and suck her dripping pussy. I move my fingers deep inside and then suddenly, I feel myself stop. My mind picturing her tied up to the bed, gagged with a jeweled plug in her ass, waiting for me to take what belongs to me.
“Colton. Why’d you stop. Keep going. I can feel it.”
Hearing her call my name yet again, I go in search of the rough spot inside of her that I know will send her over the edge. Ah. Gotcha.
“I’m sorry baby. I’m back.”
My dick is on a destruction mode as of right now. I pull my zipper down and open it up to give him some space, and almost immediately his head points at the bullseye on the bed.
Shit. Not now. We will get our turn. Knowing she is a virgin and that I will be the only one to ever get inside her is helping to calm me. But not enough. My cock knows there is action to be had on this bed and he want in. Using one hand to stroke myself, as I bring her to completion will have to suffice right now.
“Yes. Yes. Colton. Right there. I’m cumming. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh….”
When the geyser between her legs unleashes, I lean in and drink every little drop. I want to be inside of her every day for the rest of our lives. She moves over and overriding the wave of her orgasm. Chanting my name over and over, looking every bit my wet dream. Knowing someday soon it will be my cock bringing her to the top is enough to send me over as well. I cum on top of her swollen and still leaking pussy. When her trembles stop and I am satisfied I have rubbed enough of my jizz on her, I pick her up and scoot her further on the bed. Laying down beside her, I wrap my whole life in my arms, and listen to her breathing even out until she is asleep.
I know she told me she was a virgin and it’s not like I didn’t believe her. I know she wouldn’t lie. But feeling it for myself, every time I finger her, amazes me. How is it even possible? It further cements my idea that men are morons. How has no one seen what a gem she is before now and claimed her for themselves. Fucking pricks.
My phone buzzes on the side table. I rush to turn it off, so it’s doesn’t wake her. It doesn’t look like I am fast enough though. She rolls over and looks at me. I’m struck dumb by how fucking beautiful she is. Right now, after having an orgasm, she is even more so. Her skin is glowing. Her eyes are sparkling and full of so much life. Her skin is all shades of pink and red. Fucking Angel.
“Hey.” She whispers.
“Kea, I want you to know there will never be anything or anyone more important than you. Do I want a family? Sure, I do. But baby, you and I WILL be a family. With or without children. Not to mention there a number of ways we can get the family we want. Do you understand what I am saying?” I look in her eyes and make sure she can see how serious I am.
“I understand Colton. I just let my mind run away with me. But I’m done. I swear. No more running. From now on, any doubts or insecure thoughts I have I will come to you.”
“Good girl. Now go back to sleep baby.”
She kisses me and snuggles into my neck, then goes back down. I reach for my phone and check all the messages.
Shit. Rec texted me. I text him back. Apparently, her parents have been located and are on their way. He also updates me on Fiero. The bastard, who threatened her when she took his son. Vultan found out who he was. He has a man on the inside of DCF, who was able to access her files. Apparently, there is nothing much to tell yet. Some lowlife dealer, whose baby mama died of an OD when their son was like two or something. Been arrested a few times but could never find the son to take him whenever he was picked up. Piece of shit doesn’t deserve a kid.
I shoot my mom a text asking her to setup a dinner, so she and Tessa can finally meet Kea. She says how about next Sunday. I tell her that is perfect. Almost as perfect as what I have in my arms. With that thought, I pull her closer to me and drift off with her.
Chapter 12
KEA
Mmmm ...something about this morning feels different. I touch my face, neck, and head...nope everything seems fine. But somehow, I feel lighter. I don’t know, it’s like I have my whole life to look forward too. I grab my phone off the nightstand and see it is nine in the morning. Taking a moment to stretch, I see a message on my phone. It’s from Colt telling me he had to go work on something important. He said to let him know if I leave the house, and he will see me later. The smile is automatic. I am no longer going to hide or run from it. He makes me happy and feel things I never thought I would.
Crap. I have lunch with Q today. Let me call her and make sure she is still good to go.
“Hey Kea. How are you?”
“I’m good. I was calling to make sure we are still on for lunch.”
“Hell yeah. I have been dying for some tacos and a big fat margarita.”
“Ah…So I take it we are going to Buchos?”
“Yep.”
“Alright. Let me get up and start getting ready. Noon work for you?”
“Sounds perfect. I have to finish up something here anyway.” That sounds ominous.
“And what, my very mysterious sister, are you finishing up?” Although I have my suspicions.
“Uh nothing. Hold on.” I hear her whisper something about being an ass when she is on the phone. She then moans and covers it with a cough.
“Ok. See you at noon sissy. Bye.” she says quickly. Interesting. Before I get up and start getting ready, I make one more phone call.
“Good morning. Manhattan Social Services. How may I direct your call?”
“Good morning. Ms. Ansel please.”
“Sure, I will connect you.”
Waiting for her to pick up her line feels like it takes forever. In reality it is only a few seconds. But it is long enough for me to question what I am doing.
“Ms. Ansel. How may I help you?”
“Ms. Ansel. This is Miss. Ryan. Cole’s social worker.”
“Ah. Ms. Ryan. I have received your messages. Sorry I haven’t gotten back to you. As you can imagine, I am extremely busy. How may I help you?”
“I was wondering how I would go about adopting Cole.” I know the nervousness in my voice is evident.
“The first step is to make an appointment to discuss your qualifications and then f
ill out the application. You won’t be able to adopt him until his father has lost all rights. However, you would be able to foster him in the interim. So, let’s say Wednesday at 4pm?”
“Yes. That works for me. Thank you very much.”
“No. Thank you. Cole is a wonderful little boy.”
“Thank you. I agree.”
After hanging up with the adoption agent, I get up and get ready to leave. Before I make it to the bathroom my friend Ashlei calls.
“Hey girlie wassup?”
“Nothing. Making sure you have everything together for next weekend?”
“Of course, I do. I have been looking forward to KIKC all year. Not to mention Jenika Snow and Annelise Reynolds will be there.”
“I know girl. Your ass better not embarrass me.” My cheeks turn pink knowing she is thinking about the last signing we went to when I burst out in tears when Jordan Silver hugged me. In my defense, she is only one of the best taboo, over the top, dirty, filthy banned book authors of our time. How would you have handled it? She refuses to let that go.
“Look who's talking. You know as soon as your ass sees K Webster you’re going to lose your shit.” I laugh. She is a dark romance taboo reading fool.
“Whatever heffa. Ok, I gotta go. Love you girl.”
“Love you too.”
Finally, I jump in and out of the shower in record time throwing some clothes on and brushing my hair before heading out of the bedroom. Walking downstairs, I grab my purse and phone to shoot Colt a text.
Me: Hey. Just letting you know I am about to head out to go and meet Q for lunch.
Colt: K baby. Where are you two going?
Me: A Mexican Restaurant called Buchos. It's off of 8th street.
Colt: I know it. Ok be safe. Let me know when you make it. Call me if you need anything.
Me: I will.
My phone rings just as I try to call Q to let her know I'm on my way. She starts screaming at me and crying.
“I can’t understand you. What the hell is going on?” I try getting her to calm down.
“Get to Fae’s. Phoenix has been taken.” She barely gets it out she is sobbing so bad. I am sure I must have heard her wrong. Right? I mean she didn’t just tell me that my baby sister has been taken. Did she?
“I’m on my way.”
I jump in my car with tears streaming down my face. I don’t know how I can even see with the downpour happening. The one thing I find in myself to do is call Colt from my car phone. I manage to get out the gist of it and I beg him to come and meet me there. He says of course. Before I know it, I am pulling into my sister's driveway. and he is there pulling me in his arms.
When we make it inside, Fae is hysterical. She is a basket case and understandably so. We all are. The difference is that she is pregnant with my niece, and it is not good for the baby. I look to the left and see Ren over with my brothers. I am sure they are going over strategy, and then I see my nephew Tony. My heart feels for him. I know our family loves him and he is spoiled beyond belief by both sides of his family. But it has to be hard to be him. His life will probably always be unsure and chaos.
“Hey kiddo. How are you holding up?” I ask him trying to not break down in front of him.
“I’m scared Aunt Kea. What if they don’t find her?”
“They will find her Tony.” I tell him as I am pulling him into an embrace. They have to. He begins to cry, and I feel helpless. Suddenly I feel the strongest pair of arms wrap around me and him. Somehow, being in his arms makes me feel like everything will be ok.
“Mom has been having contractions. Dad has been so worried about her, and aunt Phoenix and I don’t know what to do to help.” he rattles off into my chest. I pull him back from me a bit so I can look him in his eyes. Poor sweet little guy. He looks so much like his dad, but I can see Fae in him as well.
“Aww big man. Just stay by your mom and try to keep her calm. Your baby sister needs her calm.” I walk him over to Fae and sit beside her. Colton has moved over to the guys to join the conversation.
“Fae, honey. Please stop crying. You need to think of the baby. I know we are all worried about Phoenix, but you have to think of the baby.” I have to be the strong one right now.
“I am Kea. I am thinking of both of the babies.” She says in between tears. I am more than a little confused. Both of what babies? Before I can ask her, the door opens, and Q walks in with a puffy and red face. She reaches me and Fae and there goes my carefully constructed strength. We all fall into a sisterly crying hot mess of an embrace. All feeling the empty void of our baby sister being in danger.
“Kea.” Hearing Colton call my name, I turn and see his face full of worry and concern. He caresses my face and leans down on his haunches.
“I want to stay here with you little mama. But I feel like I need to go and help. I will however leave the decision up to you. What do you need from me?” There is no hesitation on my part. I would trade my safety a hundred times to have Phoenix right here, right now.
“Go Colt. Bring my sister back to us. But….” My teeth attach to my bottom lip as I hesitate the last comment. I don’t want to sound selfish with all that is going on, but it is what is in my heart.
“But what baby? You can say it.”
“But you come back to me too. Ok?” His eyes light up at my words. I realize how much I have been holding out on him and he has been taking it.
“Never doubt that baby. We are just going to Mikhail’s to finish getting everything we need to pull of the plan.”
“Ok.” He kisses me and exits the house with the guys. Turning back to Fae, she is still crying but she keeps saying something about a baby.
“Fae what are you saying?”
“Phoenix. She came to me before she left on her trip. She’s pregnant. She was freaked out but happy. Our sister wasn’t sure how Mikhail would take it and didn’t want you guys to know until she told him.”
Holy fuck!!! Pregnant. My baby sister is having a baby. Suddenly the enormity of everything that is happening hits me and my emotions are no longer in my purview. I have no idea how long we sit there in the house surrounded by guards and this bleak light, but it feels like weeks. I must have dozed off when my phone rings. Jumping up like my life depends on it, I reach my phone and see it is Colt calling.
“Did you find her?”
“We did baby. We are taking her to the hospital. Lucca will drive you girls there.”
“Fae, Q, they got her. We are meeting them at the hospital.”
The hospital was draining. After getting there and seeing Phoenix, then learning EVERYTHING from her…. I feel ...drained. My mind is usually a pleasant place, but now is suddenly filled with darkness and despair. I knew my father was evil but knowing that he knew she was being molested and he set it up to happen will never leave my mind. How could he have done something like this.
I look back on the times when she would sit in the house alone, crying, and not talking to anyone. She would often be inside her head or off in space. When we would ask her if she was ok, she would simply nod and say nothing else. I am sure I am not the only one who feels like shit, that I didn’t know and didn’t help her. We all sit and try to comfort her as she cries through the recollections. But nothing breaks my heart more than watching my sister kick the father of her child out, and cry for the life she lost. That takes more than I can bare and considering the day this has been, I have nothing left.
Colton drives us home and carries me inside, allowing my silence and slow mental retreat. When he sets me on the bed and begins to take my clothes off to put me to bed, the one resounding voice in my head tells me to do something. Anything to feel better. He is the only thing I can come up with.
I reach up to stop his hands as he is undressing me, and I pull my clothes the rest of the way off. The darkness is clouding my vision and I want it to go away. This man, who has been a constant in my life since he found me and hasn’t wavered in his devotion, even with the roadblocks I kept thr
owing IS my happy place.
“Fuck me Colton. Make the darkness go away.” My hands are removing the last of my clothing as I say this to him, and the hunger that comes over him cannot be denied. But I also see the question.
“Are you sure baby? You have been through a trauma. Maybe we should wait until you are not so upset.”
“No. I’m tired of waiting. Life is too short. You are my greatest undone. Fuck me Colton. Make me yours. Erase the doubt and make me yours.”
I trip some sort of switch inside of him, because he turns into an animal. With a growl he says, “You are already mine. When I fuck you baby, you will just become a part of me.”
I don’t question why hearing him say that, turns the heat up inside of me. I am at the point that I will no longer fight what this is between us. I want it all with him.
He doesn’t strip down to his boxers and stop there. No, my feral dominant man strips down to the absolute beautiful, and powerfulness in him. Plus, the part of him that is sticking straight up and winking at me. He stalks over to the bed, looking at me from underneath his lashes and something akin to snarl on his face. I, however, know it is his predatory glare. It’s meant to be an alert to impending danger, or in this case absolute pussy domination.
“Kea. Spread your legs and show me my gift.”
Mmmm ...I do as he says without hesitation or shame. I feel nothing right now, but want, lust, and desire. My whole body is on fire waiting on and wanting him. My hands wander my body, alight with new sensations I have never allowed myself to feel. Grazing over my nipples with my nails I gasp as the slight flick, sends zaps of feeling through my body. My hands continue their exploration as I look at his face. I see the way he licks his lips watching me caress myself. This spurs me on more. I eye his cock, watching as his hand starts a slow stroke. He grips it so hard, the head turns colors.
