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Story: Cuckoo
Because I wouldn’t hesitate to burn down the world for her, send the crows to mob anyone who threatened her, or even kill to keep her safe and by my side.
Chapter 11 Katrina
“Ithink it’s time I brought you to the Roost.”
“Your clubhouse?”
“Yeah.” Rain slid his leather vest on, pocketing his phone, keys, and wallet. “I want to show you off, angel.”
“To who?”
“Everyone.” He shrugged. “Not kidding. The whole fucking world needs to know I’ve claimed you, and you’re mine.”
“Is that what the last couple of days have been about?” We barely left my bed. I was a bit sore but in the best way possible. Did I have any regrets? None. Not with Rain, my protector. And none with my Cuckoo, the overprotective, possessive biker. He was two sides of the same coin, and I loved him. Truly.
Had the intimacy between us proven it? Yes. But we loved one another as kids, forming a strong connection, and it was a natural progression to fall in love as adults.
I couldn’t imagine life without him. It would be so boring.
He sat beside me on the bed where I’d been watching him dress. “Yeah, I claimed you, Katrina, but the last few days have been about proving how I feel about you.”
“I know. Me too.”
His fingers caressed the side of my face, dipping as his thumb brushed across my bottom lip. “This mouth. I want to feel you wrap those sexy as fuck lips around my cock later.”
“Only if you promise to fuck mehardafterward.”
He blinked. A grin slowly widened his lips. “Fuck, baby. When you talk dirty, all the blood rushes from my head to my dick. All I can think about is ripping your clothes off, spreading those sweet thighs, and giving you all nine inches of my cock.”
“You’ve corrupted me,” I joked.
“Oh, I know, and it’s fucking intoxicating.”
“You certainly came inside me a lot last night.” I tilted my head, staring into those stormy gray eyes I adored. They held such warmth, desire, and conviction. I wondered if that would change when I brought up the subject of children. “You’re going to get me pregnant.”
“Oh, I hope so.” His eyes flashed silver. “The thought makes me hard.”
“You want kids?”
“I do.”
“But after all we went through, do you think we’ll be good parents?” It made me sort of nervous.
“Yeah, I think we’ll be fucking amazing parents because we’ll love our kids, and we’ll protect them. The way we should have been protected.”
“I suppose you’re right. The thought of them out there wanting any kids we have is terrifying, Rain.” I had to blink back the sudden tears that surfaced. “I’d kill to keep our children safe. I’d hurt anyone who came after them.”
The force of that emotion was crazy, considering we were talking about hypothetical, not yet conceived children. I’d never been a violent person, but I knew I would become one if Rain or my babies were threatened.
“Angel, I think you’d be fucking fierce. I don’t doubt it.” He kissed me, letting it linger before his forehead rested against mine. “I’ll rip apart anyone who threatens us and order the crows to feast on their flesh.”
Gruesome, but effective.
“You’ve always had crows follow you around. They used to sit on the branches of nearby trees and watch over you.” A distant memory, trying to push through my mind, sent a shudder through me. “They cawed and smacked into the glass in our bedroom. I remember that night.”
His breathing accelerated. “Baby, let it go.”
“If we don’t ever confront these nightmares, they’ll continue controlling us.”
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