10. Chapter Ten

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Chapter Ten

Rowan

H elping Clara out of the car I smirk at her and kiss her quickly. My hand lands on her lower back as I lead her up the front door to The Wilson's rancher. We had just enough time for me to make her come twice in the shower, actually shower, and get dressed, before having to leave to go pick up Rhett. I subtly nod my head at Kieran so he knows he can leave as Clara raises her hand to knock on the door, but a man opens it before she has the chance. He's about my height and stature. I'd definitely be able to take him. Especially because right now he stands between Clara and I, and our Little Bear. He looks me up and down, "Who's your friend Clara?"

I fight not to roll my eyes. This is Cooper Wilson, he's a firefighter in the city. I know because I do research on who's going to be around Bear. Clara has enough of our stare down or at least that's what I'm guessing because she says, "Rowan, this is Cooper. Cooper, Rowan. Now if you could stop whatever alpha man bullshit you're doing I'd like to get my son." Cooper moves aside to let us in mumbling a ‘sorry'. Rhett's half asleep on the couch covered up with his favorite blue blanket and snuggling Safe close. This weird feeling overtakes my chest. Like a tightening and tingling, maybe it's indigestion.

Clara kneels beside him, "Hey baby, Rowan and I are here to get you. Ready to come home and go to bed?" His eyes dart to me and a huge smile takes over his face.

"Can Rowan come?"

Before she can answer I do, "Of course I will, do you want to come have lunch at my house tomorrow?" He nods and she shoots a glare my way because this is the first she's hearing of these plans.

The smirk that I know makes her face heat and her panties dampen, breaks out on my face, "We'll talk about it when we get him down."

She shakes her head, but she isn't fooling anyone. The grin playing at the edges of her lips tells me she isn't actually mad or upset.

"Come on baby, let's go."

After telling everyone goodnight, thank you, and bye. We make our way back to my SUV. I watch intently as she straps him into his seat . She's irritated when she turns around, "Would you like to check behind me? I know how to buckle my kid, Rowan." Whoa, what? I put my hands up in surrender.

"Hey, no. I was watching to make sure I know how to do it so I can help buckle him in when we go places. I just want to be able to help."

Her eyes soften, "I'm sorry, I'm not use to anyone wanting to help." Pulling her into my arms I press my lips to the top of her head.

"It's okay, but get used to it. I'm here now, you'll never have to do it alone again." She smiles up at me and presses a kiss to the underside of my jaw.

"Come on, let's get him home. I'm exhausted."

* * *

I'm shocked out of my deep sleep when I hear a scream coming from Rhett's room. Clara put Rhett down when we got back to her place. She reluctantly agreed to come to my house tomorrow. After I made her come on my tongue and fingers, we fell asleep. Jumping up before I have a chance of even processing what's happening. I grab my gun from the nightstand, and run into Rhett's room. Hearing Clara chasing after me makes me want to stop to tell her to go back, but there's no chance I'm taking another second to get to him. As I'm pushing open Rhett's door with my foot I'm already scanning the room to search for anything out of place. I don't see anyone, but that doesn't mean anything. It takes me a few seconds to realize that he's still asleep in his bed. He's having some sort of night terror.

A huge gust of air swooshes out from deep in my lungs, and most of the tension in my body dissipates. Most but not all because little man is still thrashing and whimpering, I don't think, I just act. Setting the gun down on Rhett's bedside table I lay down next to him with me between him and the gun so he won't see or touch it. I pull him into my side and stroke his hair slowly, like my Da use to do when I was scared as a little boy. He starts to settle right away. Looking up to Clara, she has tears in her eyes. I'm not sure what else to do so I decide to flash her a gentle smile at the same time I'm trying to settle us in this way too small bed. "I've got him if you want to go back to bed, baby."

She shakes her head and Rhett picks that moment to pop open his eyes and they wheel around to her, "Mommy, come, stay, Rowan and Mommy stay." She lays down on the other side of Rhett but I get up. No way can we all fit in that twin bed, besides my job is much more important tonight. That's to make them feel protected.

Before Rhett can freak out I tell him, "I'm going to sit and keep watch, okay Little Bear? You and Mommy sleep. I'll make sure everything's okay."

Rhett nods, "Keep us safe?" I nod, what he doesn't realize is that I would do anything, and stop anyone in my way to keep them safe, loved, and happy,

"Safe, I promise."

Picking up my gun before settling against the wall beside his closed bedroom door, I lay my gun down on my left side, and stretch out one leg with the other one pulled up to rest my forearm on. I give them one last smile and sign as I speak so they know I'm talking to both of them.

"Sleep, I'm here now. You're always safe and protected with me." Rhett and Clara both smile and snuggle in together, It doesn't take long for them to drift off to sleep while I stay alert to keep the bad people and bad thoughts away.

* * *

Clara

I wake up to an empty bed. Shooting up and looking around for Rhett I find him curled up in Rowan's lap, who's leaning against the wall still. Both snoring lightly with a puppy blanket thrown over them. Rowan's cheek is leaning on the top of his head as he holds Rhett to him. They look so peaceful and content. I'm scared to move and startle them awake. As quietly and slowly as I can, I move off Rhett's bed and slowly move to the door. My hand is on the knob when I feel fingers wrap around my thigh and squeeze, "Going somewhere, Pretty Girl?"

My eyes flash to him to find that he's smirking and looking up at me, those forest eyes dancing with trouble. "Let me lay him down and we'll go back to bed. The suns barely up." I've never seen anyone move as swift and smooth as Rowan Byrne. He pops up with Rhett in his arms and lays him down before covering him up with the stealth and grace of a panther. Rhett blinks his eyes open and looks between us.

"Can I watch a movie?" I nod and Rowan gets him set up.

"Come get us if you need us okay?"

Rhett yawns, nods and snuggles back in his bed, he'll be back to sleep in a few minutes. We do this every Sunday morning. It's his only lazy day of the week, and he takes full advantage.

Grabbing Rowan's hand and dragging him out of my son's room, I hear his dark chuckle. This man cannot have his muscles, abs, and tattoos on full display. Standing in my house being the sweetest man, caring for us the way he does, and expect me not to have this visceral need to touch him, to feel him, to taste him. A filthy smirk covers his face when I pull him into my room and shut and lock the door.

"Can I help you with something, Pretty Girl?"

Not even answering him, my knees hit the floor in one smooth motion. My hands have a mind of their own as they make their way to the waistband of his black boxer briefs. His hand instantly threads into my hair.

"Whoa, baby. Are you sure?"

Licking my lips, I shoot him my most seductive smirk, while pulling his boxers down. I'm pretty sure that's enough of an answer for him. Every time I see his gorgeous cock my breath catches, he could not be more perfect. Peeking up at him through my lashes while staring him directly in the eyes my tongue snakes out and licks the bead of precome off his tip. He bites his bottom lip and watches me as my lips wrap around the head of his thick cock and suck. Using my hand to grip the base I move my hand in tandem with my mouth, still watching Rowan's face.

He tips his head back and lets out a low, "Fuckkk yeah, Pretty Girl. Just like that." I pick up my pace and take more of him into my mouth, not stopping until his crown hits the back of my throat and my gag reflex kicks in. His hips jut forward as he starts to guide my movements.

"You look so pretty with your mouth wrapped around me. Such a good girl taking so much of my cock." Moaning around him as my thighs start to feel slick with my arousal while also feeling him thicken in my mouth. "Clara, I'm going to come. If you need to stop, stop now." Doubling my efforts and with a long low moan from deep in his chest my mouth is flooded with his release. Watching him as I swallow every last drop his eyes find mine as his chest heaves. Pulling off before licking my lips, he reaches under my arms and lifts me up. My arms instinctively circle his neck and my legs wrap around his waist.

Our lips find each other and my fingers scratch the back of his head. His knees buckle as he pushes me against the door, "Fuck, I'll never get enough of you."

Panting I press my forehead to his. "Good, I don't think I want you to."

I trail kisses across his jaw and down his neck nipping as I go. He carries me into the shower and turns it on. While it's warming up he lifts my shirt over my head and begins feasting on my breasts. I'm positive my nipples can cut glass when he's done sucking, biting, and playing. Setting me on my feet he helps me remove my shorts and panties, after he's done he helps me into the shower. Crowding me from behind he presses my front into the cold tiles of the shower wall.

Moving my hair to the side Rowan starts kissing all over the back of my neck, using his hands he pulls me back by my hips. He gently kicks my legs apart and pushes my upper back gently until my face is pressed to the tile and my legs are spread, ass out for him. I feel him press into me and grind. He's hard again already? How is that even possible? The next thing I know the crown of his hard length is pressing into my soaked pussy. I need him, unable to stop myself as I press back impaling myself fully onto him.

We both let out a loud moan as Rowan grips my hips. "Are we eager this morning, Pretty Girl?" He nips at my ear and starts slowly thrusting. "Baby, you feel so perfect. I'll never be the same. You've ruined me for anyone else." Pressing back matching him thrust for thrust I can't help but smirk.

"Good, because I'm ruined too. Have you seen your cock? How do I move on from that?" Rowan growls and picks up his pace.

"You don't. I'm a jealous asshole. I'd hate to have to show you how much so." His hand reaches around my shoulders and he slowly moves up until his hand wraps around my neck. He's not squeezing, but it's a firm grasp.

"Good or stop?"

I pant out, "Keep going. Oh Roe, keep going." I feel his grip tighten just a little more. His other hand makes its way to my slit and his fingers circle that bundle of nerves quickly.

"Your pussy chokes me so good baby. Fuck, that's a good girl. Come for me, Come all over my cock." That's it my inner walls starts convulsing and I let out a loud moan. My legs buckle and Rowan has to hold me up as he fucks me through it, "Atta girl, just like that." He thrusts a few more times before he empties himself deep inside of me. We both try to catch our breath. Rowan's still wrapped around me holding me up by one arm wrapped around my shoulders and one wrapped around my waist. He breaths out a, "Fuck." followed by, "Are you okay? Shit, Clara, we didn't use a condom. I'm so sorry. I'm clean I swear. I am so sorry."

Relaxing into his hold, "It's okay Rowan, I trust you. I'm clean too and I have an IUD. So you don't have to worry about me getting knocked up." He spins me around to face him so quickly causing me to almost lose my balance.

"I'm not worried about that. I'm moving at your pace but understand this: I want nothing more than for us to have more kids one day. It doesn't have to be soon, but I'm not scared of you getting pregnant. "

My eyebrows shoot up and I'm rendered speechless. I should think he's insane. I should kick him out. I should say something, but I don't. Instead my lips press to his while fighting the butterflies in my stomach. I'm not sure what this feeling is, but I'm definitely too apprehensive to think too hard about it.

* * *

I'm watching Rowan strap Rhett into the car seat of his black 2024 Chevy Tahoe. Rhett's clinging on to Safe by the neck while Rowan adjusts his chest clip. Finishing up he looks at me unsure, "Is this right?" Smiling at him I check it over, of course it's perfect, his attention to detail is next to none.

"Yeah, babe, You did it right." I smile and press a kiss to the underside of his jaw. He cups my face and brushes his lips over mine.

"Babe, huh? I was Roe in the shower. Is someone getting attached?"

Giving him a quick kiss then shooting him a grin, "Something like that." He shakes his head and turns back to Rhett, he starts his movie on the tablet. Shutting Rhett's door he opens the passenger side door and helps me in. Reaching over he buckles me.

"I can buckle myself." I smart.

"I have no doubt that you can do anything, Pretty Girl, I just want to help."

My heart melts to the floor board as he shuts my door and rounds the hood. Getting settled into his seat and buckling himself before he puts the car in drive, and reaches over to grasp my thigh. Using his fingertips he slowly runs circles on my inner thigh. I'm wearing a yellow sundress that comes almost to my knees. My hair is down in soft waves and my makeup light. White and brown wedges complete my outfit. Rowan of course had a bag with extra clothes in his car because Rowan is nothing if not infinitely prepared. He's wearing camo cargo shorts that stop just above the middle of his knee, as well as a plain dark gray shirt that wraps around his arms and pulls over his chest in that perfect way.

He's wearing dark gray and white vans, and I know he has his gun tucked into the back of his shorts because I watched him put it there. My mind spins at the many looks of Rowan. I've never seen him look bad, but today he looks relaxed. Like he gets to shut off the business side of his brain and just spend time with his family. He drives us to a place just out of the city with iron gates and what looks like a guard standing at the top of a long driveway. My eyes pop wide and I whisper, "Rowan, where are we?" He smiles as he pulls up and rolls the window down, "My house, Pretty Girl."

My brain can't comprehend what's happening as the guards step back and we drive into a gated estate. I'm not sure if estate is a big enough word, but we'll go with that. We follow a long paved driveway with tall trees on either side. The house, If that's what you want to call it comes into view and my eyes widen.

"You live here?" I ask shocked.

Rowan nods, "I do. So do all five of my brothers."

The white brick mansion for a lack of better term is three stories high, there's more windows than I can count, and a huge covered front porch with giant pillars holding up the part of the roof that covers the porch. My jaw is on the floor as we take the wrap-around driveway and stop in front of the front door.

Cars of all brands shapes and sizes litter the area of driveway that leads to the side of the house and a massive detached garage. What did Rhett and I just walk into? We definitely need to talk about the gun and the guards and whatever else he hasn't told me, but that'll have to wait until tonight when Rhett goes down. Rowan gets out of the car and comes over to my side, opening my door and helping me out. Next he opens Rhett's door and unbuckles him. He tries to set him down but Rhett won't put his feet on the ground. Rowan adjusts him so he's on his hip and I sign, "What's wrong?" He shakes his head and clings to Rowan's neck.

Finally Rhett signs, "I'm scared. Can Rowan just carry me." Rowan hands him Safe and nods.

Whispering just for himself since Rhett can't hear him, "I'll carry you as long as you'll let me, Bear." He reaches his free hand to mine and twines our fingers, "Everyone's out back, let's head that way."