“This is a place we can come to be with him, talk to him, tell him our news and keep him in our hearts and family. Look, baby.” Scar urged her in a rough voice that he forced past the lump in his throat.
The plaque was made out of black granite set in a wrought iron frame and was bolted to the rock. The frame was fairly ornate with curlicues and flowers at the corners and was obviously Beast’s work. Jagger had taken care of having the granite engraved.
Scar had come up with the very simple inscription.
An Angel Passed This Way.
CHRISTOPHER JOSHUA QUINN
Loved, missed, never to be forgotten.
Liah sank down in front of the rock and he went down with her. She gently ran her fingers over the plaque then turned to him with a wobbly smile. Her honey brown eyes glittered with tears, her eyelids were red and puffy and her long lashes were clumped together by tears that glittered like crystals in the sun. To him she had never looked more beautiful because love radiated from her.
“Thank you for giving me a place where our little boy will always be remembered. This is the most thoughtful and beautiful gift I have ever been given. You are the most amazing man I’ve ever met. I love you Josh Quinn.”
Scar picked her up and sat down on the bench with her in his lap and she shoved her face in his neck.
“I love you too, Liah. I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you. I want you as my wife, my old lady, my woman. You are my everything. When this brace comes off I want to give you my patch in front of our club. I want to make more babies with you as soon as you’re ready.” She was trying to say something but he gently put his hand over her mouth.
“I know you’re young, and it’s most probably too soon for you, but I want you to think about it. I want a little girl with her mothers’ eyes and loving heart.”
It was Liah’s turn to put a hand over his mouth. And fucking hell his woman had his heart at her feet with the words she gave him.
“I’ve never been in love until I met you. You knocked my feet out from under me and I still haven’t regained my footing. Every day you do more and more and my heart has never been so full. Everything I want is right here. You, Brutus, our friends and family. I don’t care about a career or reaching some imaginary goal in the business world. That’s something I’ve never wanted. All I’ve ever wanted was to take photographs and have a family. A family I want with you.” She smiled and blinked away the tears. “I would love to make another baby with you. But I need to take a bit of time to grieve for our boy. I think we both need some time. I want everything, your patch, your ink, your ring, everything. I want to walk towards you like River walked towards Ice. And once we’re married I want a boy with his daddy’s sea-glass green eyes and his beautiful smile. I want to have a houseful of your babies.”
Scar smiled against her hand then pulled it from his lips. “We’ll wait on the babies, but I’m marrying you as soon as I can.”
Clasping his hands around her face he kissed her, soft and sweet. She opened for him and he slipped his tongue inside and sighed into her mouth as the taste of honey sweetly filled his mouth.
He didn’t know how long they sat there and kissed but eventually Brutus got tired of them ignoring him and he licked that big tongue of his over the side of Liah’s face. Wiping her face with a grimace she laughed and hugged her faithful guardian before turning back to him.
Leaning forward she whispered against his lips.
“I’ll marry you as soon as this brace comes off. Let’s go home and start practicing to make those babies.”
His heart that had been beating rapidly sped up and banged like a damned drum in his chest.
He got them home in record time.
Laying her down on their bed he stood by the side of it and stared. Stared at the woman who he had almost lost because of his own stupidity.
Taking in the bounty laid out before him he had to tell her again, as he was going to tell her for the rest of their lives.
“I love you, my Liah.”
CHAPTER THIRTY TWO
Chris
“I love that you call me Liah. It makes me feel special, wanted and loved.” I sighed like a fifteen year old over her first crush.
“You are special, wanted and loved, baby.” Scar growled as he quickly undressed.
My mouth dried as I watched all that tanned skin being revealed. He wasn’t built like Beast or even Dizzy who were both wide and heavily muscled. My Scar had a swimmers body. He was tall with long legs and wide shoulders, his hips were narrow and led down to muscled thighs and calves. And he was tanned all over, no tan lines. It seems my man liked the sun on his body.
“You don’t have tan lines.” It bubbled out of my mouth and he gave me a sly grin and shook his head.
“Nope, I don’t. There’s a second part to my surprise but I’ll only tell you after I’ve had my fill of this sweet body here in front of me.” He promised with a wink.
He stood next to the bed, his cock hard and tapping against his belly. He had a freaking eight pack and those deep v-lines you see on the men on romance book covers. I don’t know what those guys packed beneath their jeans and I wasn’t interested in finding out either because my man had it all. The man standing over me was all I wanted, all I needed.
“I’m going to pull the clothes from this very delectable body and then I’m going to lick it all over. All you have to do is lie back and enjoy what I’m giving you.”
I could only nod, because my voice was suddenly not working.
He started with my shoes, undoing them slowly and pulling them from my feet, dropping them on the floor. It was so gentle and caring, the way he removed a piece of clothing then rained little kisses over the area he revealed. He was so careful when he removed my stretchy tee and then loosened the straps that held my slowly healing arm against my body to remove the tank and my bra before fastening the straps again.
My pants and panties went next.
He ran the tips of his fingers down from my collarbones, around my boobs, down my sides and over my belly. The tease avoided the place where I needed him, to slowly skate the tips of his fingers over my thighs, down behind my knees and calves.
When he reached my feet he gently pushed and set my feet wide apart on the bed.
“Keep them there, baby, don’t move. I’ll move them where I want them. All you need to do is lie there and take what I’m going to give you. Hand above your head, and hold on to the headboard for me.”
I did as he asked and blew my breath out slowly, but gasped when he stroked the inside of my thighs with his fingertips. My muscles jerked under his hands but I succeeded in lying still.
“Good girl. I’m going to enjoy playing with my good girl.” He kissed the inside of first one knee then the other.
Those magic hands went back to stroking and goosebumps rose everywhere he touched my skin.
“I don’t think I can stay still much longer.” I gasped as his fingers ran over my belly and the top of my bare pussy.
“You will, or I will have to smack this pussy. Do you want me to smack this little pussy?” He muttered, while his eyes were focused on that exact part of me.
I blinked. I had read about it but had never experienced it. I didn’t know if I wanted to have something like that done to me.
“I…I don’t know. I’ve never…” He lunged and his hand covered my mouth.
“No one else gets in here between us, ever. Just you and I and what we do together. Everything that went before is gone. This is us, just us. Do you get me, Liah?”
I gave a quick nod but my eyes must have given me away. I was nervous.
“I won’t ever do anything that we haven’t discussed first, baby. What I do to you is all to enhance the pleasure, not to hurt you.”
“I’ve…I’ve read about it in books. They said it enhances the pleasure. But the characters in those books liked a bit of pain. I’ve had enough of pain, Josh. Maybe we
can try it in the future?”
A sly grin crossed his face. “The books didn’t lie. It enhances the orgasm, but you’re right. Now’s not the time for darker play. We’ll slowly work up to it if you’re interested. I’m fine either way. As long as I can taste this pussy, lick it to an orgasm and slide my cock inside it, that’s all I need.”
Smiling at him I winked. “How about getting to work on my very needy pussy right now?”
“Baby, I thought you’d never ask.” He dived in like a starved man and my shout echoed in the room as he slowly dragged his tongue through my slit.
After that one lick he placed an open mouthed kiss with a bit of tongue at the top of my pussy before pulling the lips apart and just staring at it.
“Such a sweet, wet little pussy and it’s all mine.” His head dipped and he kissed me down there like he kissed my mouth, his tongue sliding inside me and curling up to lick at the walls of my pussy.
Flippen hell! My man had a talented tongue. He had me quivering on the edge of coming just by licking inside me. Withdrawing his tongue he moved his mouth up and engulfed my clit. Moving his head from side to side while sucking his beard added to the sensations spearing through me and I moaned. Two fingers slid inside me and started pumping hard and fast while he sucked my clit hard. The orgasm crashed over me. I screamed when at the height of coming he bit my clit and the orgasm detonated even deeper.
The bite wasn’t painful at all, it was more like pressure around my clit. I lay on the bed with my legs now like limp noodles when he rose over me and slid his cock through the wet before dipping down and kissing me. I tasted myself on his tongue and felt his beard wet with my juices on my face. I’ve never felt sexier in my life.
“Get ready, baby. I’m going to fuck you hard.” He muttered against my mouth.
I have no idea how I managed, but I did. “Condom, we need a condom.”
“Fuck, almost forgot. I’ve got you, my Liah.” Rearing back he jerked the drawer of the bedside table open and pulled out the box of condoms. He made quick work of pulling one out, ripping it open and sheathing his red and veiny cock.
Falling back over me he supported himself on his hands as he slid his cock inside me. My hips jerked up as he bottomed out and I clenched my interior muscles making him groan.
“Fucking love this tight little pussy and those muscles. Best fucking feeling ever.” Dropping his head so it hung between his shoulders he stared at me through his lashes. His green eyes were gleaming with lust. “Going to fuck you now. Hold on tight, baby.”
Pulling out he gave me another look then slammed back in and his hips started a fast and furious rhythm that stroked places inside that had me rising up to another orgasm. I could feel it growing and growing as I stared up into his lust filled burning eyes.
He never looked away or closed his eyes as he fucked me almost into oblivion.
My knees were up against his hips, my one hand tight around the bars of the headboard, and I moved with him, driving us up to the pinnacle we were both reaching for. Grabbing my leg he swung it around his middle and suddenly he was so deep I gasped and the orgasm that had been building swamped me. Pulled me up, up , up so damned high as my muscles locked and I shook and moaned.
If possible his thrusts became faster as he powered through my clenching muscles before he slammed deep and roared. His eyes still on me he roared his climax to the heavens, his muscles clenching and the tendons in his neck standing out in stark relief.
Sweat was dripping from him onto me and mingled with the fine sheen of sweat that covered my body. As if the climax had not been enough Scar pushed tighter against me and I moaned as he slowly circled his hips. It extended the feeling of bliss as he moved and we both moaned softly.
“Fuck, baby, I’m addicted to my little pussy.” He pushed against me. “You feel that? I’ve had the most intense climax ever and I’m still hard. I should be drained but I feel as if I can go again.”
Slowly withdrawing he kneeled between my legs and he was right. He was still hard.
“Let me get rid of this condom then we’ll see what I can do with this.” He wiggled his eyebrows at me and I grinned.
I lay on the bed, my legs still spread wide open as I listened to him in the bathroom. He came back with a warm facecloth and cleaned me gently then took the cloth back to the bathroom. I heard him rinsing it before I heard the plop of it being thrown in the bath.
I grinned. He had laughed at me a few days ago when I ranted about wet things being thrown in the washing basket. I did not like a musty smelling washing basket.
The way his body moved when he walked fascinated me and I watched as he walked towards the bed. His cock had deflated a bit but not much.
Looking at me he started stroking himself and in no time he was once again hard and ready. He stood next to the bed and sheathed his cock before crawling onto the bed. Lying down beside me, he turned me on my unhurt side and drew my hips into his crotch. His cock was hard against my ass and I writhed against him.
“Wait, baby, I need to get you ready first. I want to take you slow and easy and draw it out as long as I can. Love your ass against me like this, I want to come all over it. When your arm has healed I’m going to take you on your hands and knees then I’m going to come all over your ass. I’m going to rub my come into your skin and leave it to dry, marking you. That is but one of the fantasies I have about you.” He spoke in a whisper against the side of my head.
While he spoke he played with my nipples with one hand while the other gently circled my clit. I was shivering and pushing back against his hard cock. I wanted it inside me.
“I need you inside me, baby. Please.” I begged.
He didn’t hesitate. Lifting my leg onto his hip he opened me up, took his cock in his hand aimed it at me and slowly slid inside. I gave a grateful little whimper as he pulled me hard against him. I wanted to move but he held me still.
“Just like this for a minute, baby. I just want to be inside you like this. Feel all of that heat and wet around my cock and know that it’s all mine.” He whispered.
I gave a small pulse with my hips and groaned. Damn, it felt so good.
When he started moving it was an easy glide that slowly, ever so slowly increased the pleasure until it burst over me. Only then did he speed up his thrusts. And shortly after his teeth clamped down on my shoulder and he shuddered and came. He moaned against my skin making me shiver and moan.
He licked and kissed the spot on my shoulder close to my neck and the sensation of his mouth and tongue had me shuddering again. He had marked me and I loved it.
“I love you, Liah, so fucking much.” He whispered against the side of my neck.
“I love you too, Josh.” I whispered back.
We lay there with him still inside me until his cock softened and gently slipped out of me, only then did he get up, cleaned himself and then me.
When he came back he drew the duvet down and slid me under then joined me and pulled it up and over us. Drawing me into his arms he carefully arranged me over his chest and curved an arm around me.
Kissing my forehead he spoke against my hair.
“Now it’s time for the second part to today’s surprise, baby. I’m taking you away for a holiday. Already cleared it with Hawk. We’re going down to our beach house in Zinkwazi to spend a few weeks in the sun and on the beach.”
I gasped. “Really? We’re going to the beach? I haven’t been to the beach since I was a little girl. Can Brutus come?”
He laughed softly. “Ja, baby. We’re going to the beach and Brutus is definitely coming with us. He’s going to love it down there and so will you. We both need to get away for a bit and this will be the perfect getaway for us.”
I kissed the pec underneath my cheek. “You gave me the perfect day today. You gave me a place to find peace and now you’re giving me even more. I do so love you, Josh.”
His arms tightened around me and I sighed with c
ontentment.
“As I love you, Liah. I will love you for the rest of my life and beyond. I give you my word of honour.” His voice was gruff and scratchy and I carefully moved my forearm onto his belly, letting my fingers run over the soft skin.
I gave him the words back. “I love you, Josh. I will love you for the rest of my life and beyond. I give you my word of honour.”
It felt as if we had spoken wedding vows to each other in the silence of our bedroom. I knew we would be saying those words in front of our friends and family soon enough.
For now we needed time alone. We needed time to solidify our bond and forge a solid relationship without club life intruding.
We’ve survived so many horrors. Scar survived the accident that almost took his ability to walk from him. I survived the horror that was my family, my abduction and injuries.
And we both survived the untimely loss of our child.
The two of us were survivors.
Survivors who were devoted to each other and the life we would build together.
I knew life with Scar would have its ups and downs, that was a given. But I would bet my best camera there would be more ups than downs.
I was looking forward to those ups.
Especially the one that was rising up to meet my hand right now.
“My baby is insatiable.” He muttered as he clasped his hand over mine.
Yes, I was, but only for him.
Only ever for him.
COMING UP NEXT
IRON DOCZ MC BOOK 6
NEITHER BLACK NOR WHITE
RELEASE AROUND DECEMBER 2020
OTHER BOOKS BY RENÉ VAN DALEN
IRON DOGZ MC
BURNING BRIGHT IN THE BLACK
LOST AND FOUND IN BLUE
BLACK HEART AND RED REDEMPTION
A SINGLE SHINING MOMENT (NOVELLA)
VENGEANCE OF A BLACK KNIGHT
ROCK CANDY
UNFORTUNATELY THIS SERIES HAD TO BE PUSHED BACK TO MID 2021
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