Chapter Nineteen

S topping at the front door, I take a few deep breaths.

Shit just keeps getting more and more confusing with all of this shit. Trigger found our connection. The problem is, the guy he connected them to isn't who we thought. It could be another decoy. If Fend turned the guy down, then this guy could have too.

Still, I don't like it.

I have to leave that shit at the door, though. I don't want to bring my drama home to Kaitlyn and Kolby. They deserve the best of me. Especially after I spent the first half of the night watching Happy chum it up with prostitutes. Thank God Fang came to relieve me.

"You going in?" Midnight asks from the open garage door.

"Yeah. You going to go relieve Reaper?" I ask.

"In a few minutes." He looks solemn.

Sighing, I walk over and lean against the wall.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"I'm frustrated. Jane is being a complete dick about the girls. She's pissed I'm down here and not home to take them for my scheduled visits. That's when she goes crazy and parties. I'm cramping her style. Then we have the shit with Happy. Happy and I are friends. Or we were at one point. He used to be a nomad. What would make him flip? It doesn't make sense."

It doesn't. The only reason we are looking into Happy is because he's been seen talking to the guys on the list that Loyal gave me. He could be completely innocent, or he could be the missing piece. We won't know unless we check.

"I get it. I don't want to believe it either, but it's all we have to work with. We're grasping at straws. We know Morgue is somehow involved, but we don't know who in our club is the rat. Until we do, everyone is untrustworthy."

He nods. "I know. It's just been a shitty night. Anyway, go on and spend time with your family."

He goes to walk past me, but I grab his shoulder before he can. "Thank you, brother. I know what you are sacrificing to be here."

"You would do the same for me."Then he walks away.

I would do the same for him if I could. Yet, I'm considering leaving them for Kaitlyn.

My head is a fucked-up mess. I don't want to think about this anymore. All I want to do is crawl into bed with my future old lady and cuddle.

Closing the garage door and making sure it is secure, I head in through the door attached to it. The house is quiet, but I'm not surprised. It's two in the morning.

When I get to the bedroom, I frown when I see that Kaitlyn is still up, reading a book. She sets it down when she hears me.

"You didn't have to wait up for me. Where's Kolby?" I ask.

She holds up the monitor. "He's at the age he needs to start sleeping in his own room. Besides, I wanted us to have some more alone time."

She stands from the bed then, opening her robe before dropping it to the floor.

There in front of me, Kaitlyn stands in nothing but a strappy red lingerie set. There are ribbons crisscrossing over each breast, then tied in a bow to make her look like a present. Her panties aren't much better. They are lace and see-through.

"Did you dress up for me, Little Mama?" I ask as I start to strip out of my clothes.

She shrugs. "This old thing?"

Then she spins, and I about lose it.

Those panties she is wearing? Yeah, they have no back. It makes her ass easily accessible.

"Stop," I order her when she is facing away from me. "Bend over the bed and stick that ass out."

I see her body shiver before she does as I ask. With both hands on the bed, she has her ass in the air for my viewing.

I finish undressing, fisting my cock for two quick pumps before I walk closer to her. I drop to one knee, looking her over. Her pussy is so wet, it's soaking the little bit of fabric it's touching. I pull it forward, leaving her completely bare. Fuck, I wonder if I could get her to wear some crotchless panties. That would be a sight to see.

I dip my finger in her wetness, humming a sound of approval. "So wet for me. Such a good girl," I tell her before I lean forward and lick her from her pussy to the top of her ass crack.

Her entire body shakes at the sensation.

"Do you like that?"

"Yes." Her voice is breathy as if she is hardly breathing.

Sticking my finger back in her wetness, I circle it around her asshole, pushing in slightly. "What about this?"

"Spencer, please," she moans.

"Of course you like it. You like anything I do to your body, isn't that right?"

"Yes. More. Please. I've been waiting all night for you."

Pushing only the tip of my finger against her hole, I start a very shallow thrust.

"Is that right? You were sitting here soaking wet, thinking about how I would fill this needy cunt with my cock? Is that what you were doing?"

"Yes. I couldn't even touch myself because all I wanted was you."

My dick jerks at her admission, some precum dripping from the end. It's a heady feeling to know how much you drive the woman you love crazy.

"Were you reading a dirty book too?" I ask.

"Yes."

I smack her ass hard, loving how her ass clenches against my finger at the sensation. I bet her pussy is gushing too.

"Bad girl. You only get pleasure from me, not those fictional men," I tease.

"They don't compare to you," she promises.

I pull my finger out of her ass, standing behind her.

"Do you want me to fuck you until you can't walk straight?" I ask.

"It's all I want," she moans as she shakes her ass in front of me.

Reaching into the nightstand, I pull out a condom and put it on. I position myhead at her ass, loving when she doesn't tense on me.

"I'm going to get you ready to take my cock up your ass one day, but not today," I promise her as I move my dick down to her pussy instead.

She pushes back against me, taking the head in easily. I slap her ass once more.

"You're not in charge right now, Little Mama. I am. So hold on because I'm about to take you for a ride."

I thrust into her hard, making her fall over onto the bed, face first. I grab her hips, keeping her bottom half up with me. I set a punishing pace. The only sounds in the room are the slapping of skin and the moaning she's letting out as her body reacts.

Reaching down, I grip her neck with one hand, pulling her so that her back is arched, and I squeeze gently.

"Darlin', I need you to come. Right the fuck now," I tell her, feeling my need to release right on the edge.

She turns to look at me, her mouth falling open as she screams out. I hold her through her orgasm, only letting myself come when she starts to come down.

Gathering her in my arms, I lay her on the bed before I make a quick trip to the bathroom to take care of the condom. As I'm leaving the bathroom, she stumbles past me, looking almost drunk.

"You okay?" I ask.

She nods. "Bathroom."

She shuts the door in my face, making me chuckle. I hurry into the kitchen and grab her some water before I go back to wait for her. When she finally comes out, I hand her the water and put my arm around her as we go back to bed.

We both crawl into bed, her setting the glass down on the nightstand and turning off the light. Within seconds, she is cuddled up on my chest.

"I didn't get to unwrap my gift," I whisper to her.

"You can unwrap it later. You wore me out."

I smile against her as I feel her fall asleep against me.

She's one present I don't mind waiting for.

I don't know how long I've been asleep, but when I hear it, I jolt awake.

Crash.

It's loud as the sound of shattering glass echoes through the house.

I jump up as Colt does as well. He turns to me and presses a finger to his lips. I watch as he pulls out a gun and heads out of our room with no clothes on.

I get out of bed and grab my robe from the floor. Then I look out of my bedroom door before rushing into Kolby's room. Thankfully, he's sleeping soundly.

I let out a breath of relief as I look around to make sure no one is in here with us. Going to the door, I shut it and put a chair in front of it. I haven't heard anything from Colt, but if someone is in the house, I'm going to do whatever I can to protect my child.

My heart is pounding in my chest as I strain to hear any bit of noise on the other side of the door. Not hearing anything, I move close and press my ear to the door.

The house is silent.

Where the fuck is Colt?

Right as I'm about to pull away from the door, there is a knock, making me squeak.

"Kaitlyn, it's me. Open up."

I step back, pulling the chair away, and open the door.

"You okay? You look like you might faint," he says to me.

I feel a little shaky, but I'm not going to admit it. "Who was it? Did you get them?"

"It was a tree branch. It looks like it's about to storm. I called Fang and asked him to come help me board it up for the night. Everything is okay. You are safe."

"Don't lie to me, Spencer. If someone tried to break into our home, then I need to know. Keeping me in the dark isn't going to keep me safe. It is only going to make shit more dangerous because I won't know to watch my back more carefully."

"Our home?" he asks, smiling at me.

I smack him on the chest. "Not the fucking time. Tell me the truth."

He pulls me into his chest. "I'm telling you the truth, darlin'. It was a tree branch."

I want to believe him, but it's ingrained in me to believe that when something happens, it has to be bad. Growing up with an MC president as a father meant that nothing was a coincidence. It was always related to whatever he had going on. He never told my mother the truth either. It was always "don't worry I'll handle it."

I don't want to live like that, though.

Colt stares at me before he lets out a breath. "Come with me."

I follow him as he pulls me down the hall. When we get to the living room, I see the large branch still sitting in the window.

I feel like a bitch.

"I'm sorry."

He pulls me into his chest. "Don't you dare apologize. I have to earn your trust, and I will. Until then, I will keep doing what I'm doing. I won't lie to you, especially about your safety. We don't tell our old ladies everything that's going on, but we will always loop you in if it means you might be in danger. As a personal promise to you, if you ever ask me a question, I will always tell you the truth. The only time I will be deceitful is if it's a surprise for you that I don't want to ruin. Is that agreeable?"

He's so reasonable and patient. I keep fucking up and accusing him of being like my father, and yet he still sits here and explains himself to me. He doesn't have to do that, but he does.

"Yes. Thank you. I know I'm a mess and being with me will be difficult…" I start, but he kisses me, cutting me off.

"You're not difficult. You are perfect. Perfect for me. I wouldn't have you any other way. Now can I take you back to the bedroom now? Fang should be here soon with the shit we need to get this tree out and board up the window."

I nod, but as he walks me to the room, I can't help, but think that this wasn't an accident.

"Can you do me a favor?" I ask as we reach the room.

He grabs my hips, pinning me to the wall. "I'll fuck you good and well when I'm done. I promise."

I roll my eyes. "I mean, that sounds nice, but that's not it."

"Okay, what is it?"

"Will you check the tree? I know it's probably an accident, but I just have this feeling."

His eyes harden. "Always trust that feeling. I will check it." He pulls out his gun, handing it to me. "Take this and put it on the nightstand. I'm going to check around the house."

"Don't you need it?" I ask.

He shakes his head. "I have another one. We are getting you your own."

"I have one," I tell him, taking in his shocked face.

"Then where the fuck is it?" he asks.

"In the safe in the closet."

"What good is it going to do you there? You should keep it next to you."

"Seriously? We have a baby. It needs to be locked up."

He growls. "We can figure out a way to put it up away from Kolby and have it close enough that if you need it, you can get to it."

I shrug. "I have you."

His face softens at that. "You do, but I'm not with you all the time. I just want you safe."

I nod. "I know, and I love you for it."

"I love you, Little Mama."

"Good. Now go secure the house and do all the manly stuff to make sure we are safe. I'll be waiting here for you." I open my robe and show him my body. "Maybe then you will have earned your present?"

He pounces on me, holding me tight to him as he kisses me senseless. When his phone dings, he pulls back and checks it.

"Fang is here. We will check the yard and the tree. You rest because once I come back, I'm going to fuck you until you pass out."

I watch as he leaves, smiling at how wonderful that sounds.