Chapter 10

Tav

O nce everyone agrees on the best course of action, which is pretty much Wire and his team doing a deep dive into all things Eden's Keep while the rest of us keep an eye out for Officer Dickwad, I have enough time to drop a kiss to the top of Blanche's head before she heads off with my sister to supply them with whatever information might help.

"Well, Tav, I can see why your girl was cagey all this time," Gus says as he drops into a seat next to me at one of the long tables.

"Yup. I still can't be too sure that she won't take off on me after all this is done, but the plan is to get her to fall so madly in love with me that running away won't even enter her mind." I let him in on my cunning plan.

Ana flops down on Gus's lap, his big hand coming up to rest on her belly, pressing against her shiny blouse. "Tav, trust me, as a reformed runner from relationships, that woman has strong feelings for you. It's just that her fear and anger are stronger. I think once she's dealt with that, she'll be all yours." She smiles at me before pressing a kiss to Gus's stubbly cheek. I watch as my brother melts and send up a prayer for it to be my turn soon.

"Tav, do you know where Blanche is? The kids are getting sleepy and I think they want their mama," Mama Debs calls from the hall entrance.

Pushing myself up from my seat, I head in her direction. "Pixie is busy helping the Computas at the moment. I'll grab them and get them sorted. Thanks Mama," I drop a kiss to the top of her curly gray head, patting her on the shoulder. "Go find that grumpy old man you like so much," she snorts, her eyes twinkling before she cups my cheek, rubbing her thumb on my beard and smiling.

"Love you, Tav,"

Her words hit me straight in the gut and remind me that people don't have to be related to you by blood for them to be your family. "Love you too, Mama,"

I blink a few times and then make my way down the long hall. Last time the kids stayed here we had the girls in one room, the boys in another. I notice that both Cove and Elio are in the same room this time, their toys already neatly stacked in the corner. Elio is sitting cross-legged at the foot of his bed, looking at a book. Cove is lying on her tummy on top of her bed coloring and Jovie is on the floor between the two of them, spouting out random dinosaur facts.

"OK kids, it's time for bed."

Jovie gets up immediately, going first to Elio. "Night, night Elio, I'll see you in the morning," she puckers up and drops a kiss to the top of his head. "Night, night Cove, you can sit next to me at breakfast tomorrow," she wanders over to Cove, puckers up and drops a kiss on her head too. She is such a little sweetheart.

"Night Jovie! Thanks for playing with us. I'll sit next to you and we can eat pancakes together!," Cove says in her overly loud voice. I wonder if I should introduce her to Switch?

Jovie walks up to me, raising her arms, so I pick her up then pull her in for a hug, "Thank you for looking after my friends today, Jovie. Night, night, sweet girl."

She pulls back and drops a kiss on my cheek, "Love you, Uncle Tav,"

I place her back on the ground and she skips off down the hall, with far too much energy for this time of the night.

"OK, Littles," I say, using their mom's nickname for them, "Let's get cleaned up and into PJs. Your mom is a little busy at the moment."

"She helping catch the bad men?" Cove asks excitedly.

"Yup. She sure is. So let's surprise her by doing our nightly routine and getting ready for bed, huh?"

Both kids get up and talk at the same time, telling me what usually happens. This is where my well-laid plans all seem to fall apart. Cove only likes having baths, but the clubhouse doesn't have a bathtub. Which I inform her and am then met with tears. And not quiet, resigned tears, but huge fat tears coupled with heaving breaths and an explanation I can barely understand. I look to Elio for help and he gifts me with wide eyes and a shrug. Looks like me and little dude are both at a loss.

My inability to control this situation gets worse when Rider stops by. "Whoa, what's going on?"

I turn my wide eyes to Rider, I'm sure he can see the plea and panic in them because he takes a backward step towards the door. "Cove only takes baths before bed, she can't have a shower because then she won't be able to get to sleep? I think that's what she said."

"Oh, little buddy, we don't have a bathtub here. But we have a bucket I'm sure you can fit in?" Rider offers. Cove stops crying, looks at him wide eyed, before opening her mouth and roaring hard enough to scare a meep sound out of Rider. He looks at me and says something like "You're on your own brother" before booking it out of the room.

"Fuck, I mean, oh fudge!" I mutter to myself. Come on, man! You've dealt with spoiled rich guys in body guarding situations that have worse tantrums than this. This little girl is just over tired and feeling sensitive.

Before I can open my mouth Tank comes in, his bulk making the space feel cramped. "Hey little one, why all the tears?" He goes to one knee and waits patiently for Cove to answer.

"I - I- I-, I always have a bath before I go to bed. I can't sleep without my bath and bubbles," she stutters. Good to know the word I couldn't understand was bubbles. For a moment there I thought she said dog's balls.

"Well, showers don't have bubbles, but I have something that you might like. I have a special thing called a shower bomb -"

"Ah, brother, is that a good idea?" I whisper at Tank, who frowns back at me before turning to Cove.

"It's a special fizzy thing that you put in the bottom of the shower and when the hot water hits it it fizzes up and smells nice. What do you think? Do you think it'll do?" By the time Tank finishes explaining shower bombs, Cove is nodding her head and jumping in place. Even Elio has moved closer to his sister and is looking intrigued. "I'll come back with a bomb for each of you." With that, Tank stands, turns toward me and moves to leave.

Just before he reaches the door, he turns to look at me with a stink eye that could rival Jules. "Not a word to anyone about my shower bombs, prospect. Not. One. Word."

I mime zipping my lips, locking them and throwing away the key with a smirk on my lips.

I get the kids organized and into separate showers with the bombs gifted by Tank, and I have to admit they are pretty fucking luxurious. In no time, I'm tucking Cove into one bed smelling like "Unicorn Splash", while Elio chose the "Dino Bubble Blast" scent. I make a note to order some for the kids. And maybe some for Tank for Christmas. I'm sure he'll enjoy that little gift from Secret Santa.

"Mommy always reads to us before we go to sleep. Can you please read to us, Tav?"

"Of course I can, sweetheart. What story would you like?"

"It's Elio's turn to choose,"

I turn to look at Elio, his hair still in its usual style, nicely combed, even for bed. He smiles at me and holds out a book with two cute penguins on the front. I settle on the floor between the two beds, and get to reading. By the time I'm nearing the end of the story, both kids are out and Blanche is leaning against the door jamb smiling down at me.

"Hey Pixie."

"Hey Tav," she whispers back.

"I can't leave yet. I want to see what happens to Roy and Silo."

She grins at me, walking into the room. She takes the book from my hands, gazes down at me with soft eyes, before sitting her plump ass down between my legs. She takes one of my hands and pulls it across her front, my other arm coming up on the other side so I'm holding her to me.

She lifts the book, looks at what page I'm on and the chuckles softly.

"What? I think that zookeeper is going to help them out. They've been sitting on rocks, Blanche!" I whisper yell at her to get my point across.

She rolls her eyes and starts reading in a hushed voice. I lean my head back, close my eyes and let the feeling of having her and the kids here with me wash over me. This! This is what I've been wanting for a long time. Some people might think I'm soft, or a pussy, but I think there's strength in knowing that you have family around you. That you have people you would die for and people who would have your back anytime, anywhere.

Blanche's soft voice fills the room until Roy and Silo get the happy ever after I wanted to hear. Now? Now it's my turn.

Blanche

"Tav."

"Yeah Pixie?"

"Take me to bed, babe."

I feel Tav's smile from where my head is leaning against his cheek. "Of course, Pixie."

I rise, then move to kiss my babies on their foreheads, Elio first, then Cove. Tav stands, and does the same thing, then tugs their blankets up a little more to make sure they stay warm all night. I thought I may have been in trouble back when we met, when he wheedled his way past all of my well built defenses. Then I really thought I was in trouble when he took care of my kids while I was out rescuing Lovely. It got worse when he took control when Niko was attacked and now, now I know I'm in trouble.

After giving Wire, Chewy and Remy any and all information on Niko so they can find out why the hell Royal may want him, I went to see my boy myself. Sage had already gone to the room the MC had assigned her, she was on her phone chatting to her friends when I kissed her good night. Niko was still a little vague and out of it, but Switch assured me he would monitor him through the night and that there would be no lasting effects on Niko's brain, which was a huge relief for me. I wanted so much to go after Royal myself, but I know that I've made a deal with Marx and I am a woman of my word. For now, anyway.

Walking down the hall to check on my Littles, the smooth sound of Tav's voice drew me in. Watching as he sat sentinel between my two youngest, his quiet murmur as he read to them had the final walls around my heart breaking down. This man is everything. As he sat there misty eyed over gay penguins, I made a vow to make sure none of my filth, my past, touches his pure soul.

Gently, he takes my hand and leads me down the hall to what I assume is his room. He unlocks the door and lets it swing open. I was expecting his room to be all biker, smelly and manly or something. Messy clothes lying around, change on top of the dresser, that sort of thing. This? This is not quite what I was expecting.

"Tav, do you have something to tell me?" I take a step inside and turn a full circle. It's somewhat simple, with plain walls and gray carpet. And that's where the simplicity ends. A queen bed sits in the middle of the room and he even has a headboard. A single man with a headboard. There are bedside tables with matching lamps and a dresser that matches the side tables. There is a small loveseat at the foot of the bed with a throw rug draped over the arm. On the wall opposite the bed sits a small desk and chair with his laptop and another lamp. Everything matches, and he even has cushions on his bed, where he has not one, but four fluffy pillows. I complete my circle and my gaze lands on Tav. He's standing near the bed, looking sheepish, rubbing the back of his neck with his big hand.

"Um, I kinda got obsessed with home shows after my parents died. It got so bad Pops got me a therapist. She said it was a way for my young brain to switch off and not think about what happened when my parents died."

Oh, my poor Tav. He's told me before what happened to his parents. If I had crossed paths with the person who did it, I would have made them pay for taking this sweet man's parents. I said something along those lines to him once, and he gave me an odd response about his sister Tuesday. She's a mystery, that one.

"Well, I love your taste in decor, but now I feel even worse that you've been hanging out in my terribly decorated home. Oh my god! I've even let you sit on my stained couch with mismatched cushions!"

I'm horrified by this thought, but it's stolen away the moment Tav growls, closes the space between us and kisses the living daylights out of me.

"I love your house. Say another word about it and I'll spank that ass," His eyes glitter at his threat and even though my initial reaction is to shove him off and yell that he'll never put his hands on my ass, my lower stomach clenches at the thought. The hussy.

"I'd like to see you try," I smirk up at him

"Challenge accepted baby,"

He places his hands on both sides of my face, then smashes his lips to mine again, his tongue running along my bottom lip, seeking entrance. I open for him, letting his tongue glide along mine before I suck it gently, drawing a deep moan out of the man I can't get enough of.

I think I vaguely hear his door slam shut, but I'm too busy trying to get my hands up his shirt. I want to feel his smooth skin on my hands. He breaks the kiss, removes his cut, draping it over the arm of the loveseat, before grabbing his shirt behind his neck and pulling it over his head. Why the hell is that so hot?

"Get naked Pixie. I want that sweet pussy of yours."

I don't need to be told twice. I tear off my clothes as fast as I can, only taking my time when I get to my jeans. Taking my mom panties off with the denim, I fold them over in a pile so Tav can't see them. If he even got a glimpse of my bamboo cotton, high waisted, muffin top control underwear in a very sexy old lady purple, his manhood, which is pointing directly at me, would shrivel up into his body, taking those nice balls with it.

He steps toward me, giving me a gentle swat on my ass that has me spinning to glare at him.

"On the bed, Pixie, I'm dying to feel you wrapped around me. Please. I need you baby."

Well, when he puts it that way. I place one knee on the bed, then deliberately, slowly, add my other knee. I crawl toward the middle of the bed achingly slowly, wanting to tease Tav as much as I can before the lust takes us both over. It turns out he has other plans. His large hands grip my ass cheeks, then he spreads them apart, groaning at the sight.

His warm breath tickles my core and in a quick movement his tongue licks me from clit to asshole, taking my ability to think and hold myself up on my hands.

"Hmmm, just like that baby, chest to the bed ass up is how I want you." His fingers swipe through my folds, gently grazing my sensitive nub, drawing a whimper from my lips. "Fuck baby, so wet for me, so perfect." and with that, he feasts on me like a starving man.

Sounds coming from both of us are obscene and I can't find it in me to care. Tav slides a thick finger into me, his thumb strumming my clit while his mouth and tongue work on my lower lips. My hands fist the covers on his bed, holding on for dear life, but it's no use. In a few short moments I can feel the tremble of my legs working its way up to my core, which explodes, sending a shock of pleasure through my body, my tightly clenched eyes seeing stars. My body shudders with violent aftershocks as my legs give way and I end up lying on my stomach, legs clenched tight as my orgasm keeps hitting me like little electric shocks.

Tav isn't done yet. I remember this from our first time together, the man is insatiable. He climbs onto the bed, his strong hands rest either side of my head as he straddles my legs, his precum dripping onto my ass cheeks.

"Come on, baby, open up for me. Let me into that perfect pussy I've been dreaming about."

He rubs his hard rod up and down my ass before angling himself down, his cock poking at my folds through my closed legs, drawing a moan from me.

"Fuck baby, your pussy is so wet for me,"

"Tav! Stop teasing me!" I pant breathlessly, clawing at the bedding.

His cock nudges me exactly where I want him, so I angle my ass up slightly, letting Tav slide home in one thrust, both of us moaning in unison.

His name is a mantra on my lips as I lose the ability to say anything other than Tav.

"Fuck baby, that's it, take me, take me all the way, you feel so perfect, I love the way you take me, just like that," he moans over and over, praising me, making love to me, his body draped over mine, touching me from head to toe. He's everywhere.

My moans almost drown out his commentary, his praise.

"God Pixie, I can't last, you feel too good, too right, I need you to come baby, work those hips, that's it, good girl, grind against me baby, work it, yeah, just like that."

"Tav, please!"

His moves get faster and deeper until I can't feel where he ends and where I begin. It's all consuming and I can feel the moment his hips move slightly, hitting that spot inside of me I never even knew I had until I met Octavius Tombs.

"Yeah, that's it, just like that. Take a breath baby and then grind, yes, grind on me, hit that spot, that's it! Good girl, do it again."

I follow his exact instructions, arching my ass up even more and grind on him every time he thrusts deep. I can feel it, the pressure builds in my lower stomach so I grind harder, faster, my breaths coming in pants, the bedding fisted tightly in my hands to ground myself as I feel my orgasm bearing down on me like a wave about to break.

"Tav, I can't last, please, please!" I beg, plead with him to send me crashing over the edge.

"Once more, baby, one more. Deep. Thrust." His words are punctuated with pants and thrusts, "Now COME!" he demands and the dam breaks.

A wave of pleasure hits me, stealing my breath. I tremble as the sheer force of my orgasm overtakes all logical thought until all I hear and feel is Tav's cock as his length pulsates inside of me. I'm unsure if we used protection or not, my mind too fuzzy from the screaming orgasms that Tav gave me before fucking me into oblivion.

"Thank you, sweet Pixie," he whispers in my ear, before kissing me on the shoulder.

I feel his fingers between my thighs, gripping the end of his cock as he pulls out of me. Turning my head, I watch as he removes the condom he had on, and I find myself a little disappointed to not have a part of him still inside me. Which is fucking crazy, given that I already have four children.

"Come on, babe, let's get cleaned up. I don't know about you, but I'm starving,"

My stomach chooses that exact moment to growl, which makes Tav laugh, and I marvel at the light, carefree sound of it that always takes me by surprise. He's such a big man, but he has such an infectious giggle.

"I'll get cleaned up and fed, as long as you dirty me up again later," I cheekily say and then sprint to the attached bathroom after slapping his tight ass.