Chapter 19 - Jamie

After my morning water workout, I joined Ashan for breakfast.

“The family’s gathering this afternoon, and I thought it would be the perfect time for you to meet everyone,” Ashan said as his second coffee arrived.

Almost choking on a strawberry, I tried smiling as I nodded. “The entire family?” I questioned after taking a sip of water.

“Yes, it’ll be fun, you’ll see,” Ashan added as he rose and kissed my forehead. “Be ready by one.”

I watched as he walked off to take care of the den”s daily business. Swallowing hard at the lump in my throat, I felt my nerves spiking.

After breakfast, I went to the suite trying to decide what to wear. I was clearly showing, and everything made me look fat. After rummaging through everything, I finally decided to wear an ocean-green romper. It had soft grey wavy lines running from the top to the bottom. Looking in the mirror, I appreciated the lines, they made me look smaller, almost normal.

Under the romper, I wore a white tube top and my white sneakers. Feeling comfortable enough, I went down and ordered a double-thick milkshake. Generally, I only drank plain vanilla, but in the last couple of days, I found that my taste preferences had changed. Today I was having bubblegum, and tomorrow I might try the strawberry one or lime; it depended on how I felt.

I enjoyed my milkshake while I waited for Ashan to finish up. Ashan came out dressed in black jeans, a white button shirt, and white sneakers. He looked so handsome. But some of the buttons were loose. I didn’t like him showing off his chest, it reminded me of when we met and that brought back memories of Ana. So I buttoned them up as he came to stand by me.

Ashan just smiled at me as we got in the car and drove out of the parking area. I expected him to complain or stop me, but he didn’t. We arrived at Leo’s house shortly after one.

The place was stunning. I had never been to a house so extravagant. Before the door was a fountain with a statue of a man riding a horse. The fountain was surrounded by a rainbow of color made up of small flowers. The house itself appeared to have three or four floors. There were so many windows that I couldn’t even begin to know how many rooms it held.

The house sat in the middle of the property, with lawns spreading left and right. To the outer edges, I saw lines of trees with more rainbow flowers breaking the overpowering green. The parking area ran along the lawn to both sides of the house. There were cars lined up outside the mansion entrance, almost filling all the parking spaces.

Seeing all the cars, I recalled that there would be many people as they were the most powerful Bratva in Miami. Feeling a bit out of place, I clung to Ashan as we moved around, and he introduced me. Glancing around, I could see some resemblances here and there, especially between the men.

These, I felt sure, were brothers and cousins. Then there were about three groups I could discern that were surely related to each other but were a more indirect family, like cousins once removed or something.

Everyone was overly friendly and welcomed me openly to the family. No one asked me about hacking or any related skills. There was no probing and prodding into what I did for a living. They all wanted to know about me, what I enjoyed doing in my free time, and the pregnancy.

Once all the introductions were made, Sam invited me to sit with some of the women. I met Evelina and learned she was Leo’s twin. She was also a very capable wizard with computers and a risk taker. We seemed to have a lot in common.

We sat with Karine, Irina, and Skyler. Most of them already had kids and were excited for Ashan and me. As they shared some of their experiences, my ears stopped working as my focus was elsewhere. I couldn’t stop watching Ashan and barely heard any of the conversation.

He seemed more at ease than I’ve ever seen him. He was playing around with some of the kids in between and was surprisingly good with them. My heart swelled with love, watching him in this calming element of his.

I saw another side of Ashan, and it was enlightening. I knew at that moment that he would make an excellent father. After lunch, everyone went their own way back to their lives and responsibilities.

As we drove back, I couldn’t help but smile. I leaned over and squeezed Ashan’s leg. Ashan glanced at me, grinning. “Your family is great,” I said.

“Thanks,” Ashan replied. “Any chance I will be meeting yours in the near future?”

“Well,” I responded, swallowing hard as I turned away and stared out the window, I was hesitant, how would I explain it all? I was filled with apprehension just thinking about it.

“It’s okay if you’re not ready to share,” Ashan stated, gently patting my hand.

Smiling at him, I decided to simplify it. “It’s complicated,” I continued, Swallowing the lump in my throat. “I’ve never really had a family or anyone I could depend on. I’ve always only had to rely on myself. My mother and father weren’t really in the picture, and my aunt who raised me, well, she died when I was twelve.”

Ashan sighed as we pulled into the den parking lot. “I’m so sorry, Jamie.” He said, turning to me.

“It’s not your fault, but that’s why I hid my identity for most of my life. I had to protect myself and learn how to take care of myself. I didn’t want pity or handouts.”

“Still,” Ashan said as he got out and walked around, opening my door. “I’m sorry that life has been so hard for you. Someone as amazing as you don’t deserve such heartache.” Blushing, I glanced away so he couldn’t see.

He ordered some biscuits and cocoa, as well as fruit and cream, as we headed to the suite. Entering the suite, I took a quick shower and dressed more comfortably. Ashan got our order for the door for us before also taking a shower.

As we sat drinking hot cocoa and having biscuits with fruit on the bed, we continued to get to know each other.

“Now that you’ve met everyone, you know you have a family,” Ashan mumbled while swallowing a bite.

I did, and it felt good. Smiling at him, I spoke, “So, the den, what’s your plans?”

Finishing his biscuit and placing his cup down, he moved closer to me. He took my hands and kissed them before talking. “Everyone has their businesses and what they bring to the family.”

I nodded as he spoke passionately. “Well, the gambling den is the one thing that’s mine. I want it to flourish so everyone can be proud.” His voice was filled with sincerity as he continued. “And the workers, they have become my friends, I want them to be happy and to make sure they can keep their jobs.”

Ashan spoke about the den, his family, and the workers with so much emotion and compassion. He opened up and showed me a side of him that I truly liked. He wasn’t your typical tough, bad guy. No, there was a lot of heart underneath the cold, icy exterior.

He was so soft and gentle. I knew that I had to tell him everything. If this was going to work, Ashan needed to know the whole lot.

“Ashan,” I said, holding his hands tightly. “There’s something I have to tell you.” I swallowed hard and hoped he wouldn’t get too mad at me for not telling him about my relations with Pedro earlier. “Some time ago, I got into a really sticky situation and needed a way out.”

He smiled supportively at me. “Okay,” he said and waited for me to continue.

Glancing down, I continued. “I got very drunk one night and had some trouble. To get out of the situation, Pedro offered me his help, but I had to sleep with him in exchange.”

Looking up into his eyes, I continued hastily. “I regret my actions and what I had done, and I’m sorry for not telling you sooner.” Once the words were out, I felt a little better; there were no secrets to worry about.

Ashan lifted my hands and kissed them again. “It’s okay, baby,” he said, pulling me closer. He hugged me tightly as he continued. “You only did what you had to, to survive. But that’s over, and you now have me. You can rely on me, and you never have to hide again, I promise.”

I felt relieved and safe in his arms. Tears of joy rolled down my cheeks as he tilted my head up and kissed me. His lips were warm, and his touch so gentle. I felt my stomach looping, as I wanted him.

Tenderly, he lowered me onto the bed as he continued to kiss me. A hunger inside me grew as he gave life to my desire for him. Ashan used one hand to unbutton the romper on my shoulders. He carefully pushed his hands slightly in behind my back and pulled the romper down. It went smoothly over my sneakers due to the wide pipes.

Ashan laid warm kisses on my belly as he pulled the thong down over my legs. Sitting up, fueled by my throbbing pulse and lust. I made quick work of ripping his shirt to undress him. Buttons went flying through the air.

As my lust increased, my patience shrunk. He assisted me in unbuttoning his belt and removing his jeans quickly, as well as his underwear. I grabbed him by his neck, pulling him down onto the bed with me while kissing him deeply.

Ashan then kissed his way down my body moving past my pussy to my thighs. It felt like he was teasing me as he kissed my inner thighs. This drove me through the roof as I felt like screaming. I struggled to control the insatiable need for him rising within me.

Moving back over my body, Ashan kissed my stomach, making it turn wildly, my breasts, my neck, and then finally my mouth. With each kiss, I felt my insides tumbling and my body burning with pleasure and desire.

Tenderly, he lowered himself into me while his tongue explored my mouth to its fullest. Filled with strong yearning, I felt my hands curling into his back and my nails digging into his skin as he slowly pulsed inside me.

My desire and lust grew with each gentle move, driving me up the wall. After a couple of intense pulses, I placed my hands on his chest and pushed him back. “Ashan, flip over, please.” I breathed out, overcome with incredible yearning. He turned to his back, and I mounted him like the stallion he was.

Sitting upright on my knees, I pushed my hands into my hair. Ashan grabbed my hips as I rose up and down on his penis, hastily moaning out of pure bliss. After a couple of hard pulses, his hands moved up over my stomach to stroke my breasts. Cupping them, he played with one finger over the nipples, sending shudders through me.

As all my senses lit up, I couldn’t control the moans that fled from my mouth. Reaching down, I pulled Ashan up into my arms. He sucks at my nipples as his strong hands cup my butt. My fingers flow through his thick hair while I push my feet onto the bed, raising to my hunches. Ashan let out a soft moan as I pushed up and lowered myself quickly back onto his lap.

He assisted by lifting me as I rode him feeling my pussy pulsing with each move. After a while, Ashan grabbed me tightly, moving to the end of the bed before he stood, lifting me with his strong arms. He turned around back to the bed. Ashan softly placed me back down before flipping me over onto my stomach and kneeling behind me on the bed.

Spreading my legs, he entered me from behind. I pulled the sheets into my mouth, trying to stifle my cries of satisfaction as Ashan moved in quick pulses. Slowing down, he pulled me up with him into the doggy position.

This time, his movements were slower. He slapped my ass lightly, sending shivers through my senses. Just as I thought he was done, he pushed my head back down to the bed and traced gentle lines over my back with his fingers before slapping my rear again.

“Baby,” I whispered over my shoulder. “Ride me hard, fuck me, baby.”

Ashan leaned forward and grabbed hold of my hair. As he carefully pulled my head up, he rammed into me. Exhaling hard, I pleaded for more. “Don’t stop, baby, come on, give it to me.”

He slapped my ass harder this time before taking hold of my hips and pumping me. His breathing was jiggered as he moved quicker and quicker. After a couple of wild drives into me, I felt him straighten up as he held me tightly against him for a second.

I felt my pussy pumping hot sticky liquid out over his balls. My mind felt like it was melting, my body trembled, and I climaxed.

Moving slowly twice more, I felt Ashan cum in me. He moaned between slow breaths. I felt his grip on my hips loosen, and he moved backward off the bed. Sliding forward, I allowed myself to lay back down as my breathing recovered. Turning, Ashan was standing by the foot-end of the bed, staring at me.

“You’re amazing,” he said softly as he held out his hand to me.

Giving him my hand, he pulled me up into his arms. Our bodies were sweaty, and we kind of stuck to each other as we kissed. Ashan picked me up and carried me to the shower. Once we had bathed and dressed, I pulled the sheets from the bed while he collected a fresh set.

Ashan held me in his warm embrace as we fell asleep.