Chapter Thirteen

W hen Fang called, my heart dropped. He had told me before they left that Kaitlyn, Kolby, and him were going to the park, so I didn't know what to expect when I saw his name on the caller ID. My mind raced with worst-case scenarios.

Did they get in a car accident?

Did she trip on the playground equipment while trying to take Kolby down a slide and hurt herself and possibly him?

What I didn't expect was for him to tell me they ran into Morgue of all people. I hated hearing Kaitlyn's voice shake and not being able to do anything about it. I jumped up so fast I startled both Binx and Killer and headed for the door. When Killer realized it was Kaitlyn on the other end, he quickly followed.

Part of me wanted to tell him that he could stay and figure shit out because I had it under control, but I couldn't. I can't blame the man for being worried about his family.

Family.

They are as much his as mine.

As soon as I pull up to her place, I jump off my bike with Killer on my heels as we rush into the house. When she sees me, she launches herself off the couch and into my arms.

"You're okay," I murmur against her head as I rub her lower back.

"I know. I'm sorry you had to rush home," she says as she pulls away.

"You have nothing to be sorry for," I tell her as I fist my hands, fighting the urge to pull her back into my arms.

She looks over my shoulder and awkwardly waves. "Hi, Dad."

"Sweetheart," he says as he steps forward, giving her a quick hug. "You good?"

"Yeah. Fang was with me, so I wasn't too worried."

"Thank you for having my daughter's back," Killer tells him.

Fang nods. "Always."

"Want to tell us what happened?" I ask.

Kaitlyn nods and goes back to the couch and takes a seat. I follow and sit right next to her while Killer sits in the chair and Fang leans against the wall.

"I was starting to feel cooped up and wanted to leave the house. I decided to take Kolby to the park and walk the path. No one was around, and it was peaceful until I turned the corner. You know the one," she says to Killer, making him nod.

She continues and tells us about seeing Morgue exchange an envelope with a man in a suit. As soon as the transaction was done, the man took off, and when Morgue saw her, he began to approach until Fang stepped in his way, blocking Kaitlyn from view.

"He thinks she's his," Fang says.

Killer's jaw clenches as he stands. "I'll take care of it."

Killer looks over at me, and we have a silent conversation. He asks me to take care of his little girl, and I nod, promising that I will. He storms out of the house.

Kaitlyn leans back against the couch and closes her eyes.

Fang pushes off the wall and points toward the door. I nod and wait for him to leave.

When the door clicks shut, I reach over and pull Kaitlyn into my lap.

"Warn a woman," she teases as she leans into me.

"Sorry, I just need to hold you for a minute," I tell her as I kiss the top of her head.

"Are you okay?" I ask after a few moments of silence.

"Yeah, I'm sorry you had to rush to me."

"You have nothing to be sorry for. Besides, I would rather you call me than not in situations like that."

"You say that now, but Colt, you were busy doing club business, and I know that comes first."

I pull back and tip her chin up so she looks me in the eye. "You're wrong. Club business does not come first. Maybe that's how you're used to things being, but that's not how our club works."

I watch as confusion fills her eyes, but I push on. "You and Kolby are my main priority, no matter what. Yeah, sometimes club business might hold me up for a little bit, but I need you to know, I will always come to you as soon as I can. Club business is important, and when I have no reason not to, I need to prioritize it, but it will never, ever, be more important than you or Kolby. My brothers understand that and agree with it."

"Really?" she asks softly.

"Really, and that's a promise you can take to the grave."

She lays her head on my chest, and I rest mine on the top of her head. Today could have played out a lot differently if Fang hadn't been there. Fuck, I owe that man a bottle of whiskey for taking care of my family.

"Hey, can I ask you something?" Kaitlyn asks suddenly.

"What's up?"

"Why were you with my dad?"

"We had some business to discuss."

"No fighting today?" she teases, making me chuckle.

"No fighting. You'd be shocked to know, we actually got along pretty well."

She gasps. "Color me shocked."

My hands move to her sides, and I tickle her, making her giggle.

"Stop it!" she says as she slips out of my lap.

I lean over her and cage her on the couch.

"I should have asked sooner, but where's Kolby?"

"He's taking a nap," she tells me as she runs her nails over the back of my head.

"Smart boy." I lean down and bite her lip softly, making her gasp.

"Colt…" she moans, arching her body into mine.

Before she can say anything else, I cover her lips with mine. When she gasps again, I slip my tongue into her mouth. Kaitlyn sucks on my tongue, making my cock twitch.

Goddamn.

When she releases my tongue, I move, kissing my way down her jaw to that place behind her ear that sets her off.

Kaitlyn whimpers, making me smile.

"Colt…"

"Tell me what you need, Little Mama."

"I need you to take me to bed."

I slide my hands underneath her and pull her into my body. I stand, making her squeal. I slap her ass, making her gasp.

"I need you to be quiet. If you wake Kolby up, we won't get what we both really want right now."

"Yes, sir," she says, making me groan.

Fuck if that doesn't have a nice ring to it.

Colt leans over me, pressing a hard kiss to my mouth as he begins to pull my shirt up my body. He pulls back long enough to get it over my head. When he unsnaps the cups of my bra and pulls them down, I feel like we are doing something taboo. Something so wrong.

The moment his lips touch my nipple, I decide I don't care. I never thought I would enjoy this as much as I do. Having him worship my body as if it were made for him. The first feel of the pull of his mouth has me gasping out loud.

His fingers quickly find their way into my panties, revealing how wet I already am for him. He slides his fingers inside, pumping them in rhythm with his sucking, keeping a steady pace.

My body has been so tight all day with all the stress that it doesn't take long for my body to give into him.

"Spencer!" I scream as I come, my body squeezing his fingers like a vise.

He pulls back, smiling up at me. Pulling out a condom out of his pocket, he quickly undresses before he puts it on himself. Then he finishes undressing me.

Kissing up my body, he traces a path, spending extra time on the little pudge I now have in my middle. It makes me feel so sexy. So desired.

I've wondered if he would still find me attractive, and it seems like he does. I don't think I can give this man up.

He is perfect for me.

Before I know it, he's settling between my legs.

"You tell me if anything hurts. I know you said you are healed, but I still want to know," he tells me.

"Okay," I whisper.

Then he thrusts inside of me.

"God, I've missed this. Your tight pussy is clenching around me as if she thought I would never come back. You don't have to worry, Little Mama. I would never leave you for good. My only goal in life is to spend the rest of mine showing you what you mean to me. Fuck, maybe I'll fuck another baby in your belly so I can watch you grow."

He lets out a growl at the thought, sending a spark of heat to my center. I'm already so turned on that his words are only driving me higher. Between that and the full feeling of having him inside me, I am ready to burst.

"You don't even know how sexy you are. Every time I see you do something, I want to bend you over and fuck you senseless. Hell, you don't even have to be doing anything. Just this morning, I wanted to slide into you while you slept, leaving a pleasant smile on your face to wake up to. Would you like that?"

"God, yes. Spencer please," I cry out, teetering on the edge of oblivion.

He doesn't do anything to help push me over. Instead, he keeps talking.

"You are mine, Kaitlyn. Tell me you are mine."

In that moment, I would give him anything he wanted.

"Yes. I'm yours. You're mine. Please. I need more," I beg.

He leans down, kissing me softly. It's such a contrast to the way he is thrusting into me that it startles me.

When I look up, I see the truth neither of us has spoken yet. This man has deep feelings for me. More than sharing a child together.

My mouth falls open as he angles my hips, hitting a pleasure point inside of me.

In that moment, I want to tell him I love him, but before I can, I finally break. My orgasm sweeps over me, leaving me a mindless mess.

Sex with Colt is like nothing I have ever experienced before. It leaves me reeling every single time.

Only this time, it has me evaluating my feelings too.

He pulls out, taking care of the condom before crawling into bed with me, pulling me to lie on his chest.

"God, I missed that," I say breathlessly from where I lay on his chest.

Colt chuckles. "Me too, sweetheart. Me fuckin' too."

"Yeah, but it probably hasn't been as long for you as it was for me."

Colt tips my chin up so I'm forced to look him in the eye. "Do you really want to get into that now?"

I bite my lip as I think about it. Do I want to know if Colt slept with anyone after me? Yes and no.

I must take too long to respond because Colt answers. "I haven't been with anyone since that week with you."

I didn't realize how badly I needed him to say that. "Good answer, and same. I haven't been with anyone since you."

"I know." He smirks as he squeezes my hip.

"Is it wrong that I don't want to stop now that we've started?"

Colt shakes his head. "No, that's not wrong at all. Hell, I feel the same way, but if we're doing this, there's some things we need to discuss."

"Like?"

"Like the fact that I only see this ending in one way."

"How do you see it ending?"

"With you as my old lady. I meant what I said during sex. It wasn't just a heat-of-the-moment thing. I want you to be mine, and you already know I am yours. I want to claim you as mine for the rest of the world to know."

I bite my lip as I think about it. I never wanted to be claimed. I'm still so unsure about his club and how things will be after everything is solved. Everything is in limbo right now.

Still, there is that part of me that wants to give in. That tells me that being his wouldn't be a bad thing. We already share a child. Doesn't that already make me his in a way?

If he claims me, though, everyone would know that he's mine too. I like the idea of that. I don't miss the way women eye him, especially if he is holding Kolby.

"Okay," I say without a second thought.

"Yeah?" Colt says as a beautiful smile spreads across his face.

"Yeah, on one condition."

"Name it."

"That we make all decisions involving our family together. I never want to be blindsided by your secrets. I don't want a marriage like my mother and father."

Colt's eyes soften as he nods. "Shit, babe, as far as I'm concerned, you can make all the decisions when it comes to our family, but yeah, I think we can do that."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, now let's seal it with a kiss," he murmurs as he flips us over so I'm on my back and he's braced over me, making me laugh. "I can't get enough of you, you know that?" he says between kisses.

"The feeling is mutual," I tell him as I thread my fingers through his hair, bringing his lips back to mine.

Those three little words are still on my tongue, but as he buries himself between my legs once more, they slip away.

I can tell him later. When things are settled down.

That's what I'll do.