Page 28 of Coal (QUEENS WRAITHS MC #2)

COAL

We’re at the clubhouse; the brothers are milling around and setting up for tonight’s party.

We’re expecting a crowd. Due to prior commitments, neither the O’Sheas nor the Crows could make it as one of their second generation was getting engaged.

Thea’s in the kitchen with Mom helping her set food out, and Shea’s with Opal at Mom and Dad’s house.

Me? I’m propping up the bar and trying my hardest to stop fantasizing about the way my wife and my soon-to-be official Old Lady had blown my mind this morning.

“Jesus,” I groan, wiping my hand down my face. I need to stop thinking about how hot it was. I was always semi-hard around her as it was. The last thing I needed was to be sporting a hard-on while sitting with my brothers.

Copper bumps my shoulder with his, taking up a position next to me, crossing his arms and joining me in watching the goings-on of the clubhouse.

“You ready for tonight?” he wants to know.

“So, fucking ready, brother, you can’t believe. I’m not sure what put Thea in my path, but I’m fucking ecstatic that she was. She’s got my name on her finger, and I can’t wait for her to have my name on her back and hopefully, before long, my baby in her belly.”

Copper roars with laughter. “Fucking caveman. You’re more like Dad than you think.” He’s not wrong. I’m feeling possessive as fuck when it comes to my woman.

Only when he stops laughing does he continue, “Happy for you, big brother. It makes me feel better leaving with you being happy. She’s good for you, and Shea is so bloody cute. I’m looking forward to having more nieces and nephews.”

Thea walks out of the kitchen and towards us, slipping under my arm as she wraps hers around my waist.

“What’s got you two laughing?” she asks curiously.

Copper chuckles. “My brother and his need to fill you with his babies.”

Copper’s shit-stirring, as brothers do. I’m not sure what he expects, but I’m sure it wasn’t Thea’s response.

“Well then, we’d best get to that. I mean, you’ve been giving it a pretty good go so far,” she smirks up at me, then whispers so only Copper and I can hear, “I’ll be in your office getting changed if you want to join me…

you know, just in case we need to give it a few more goes. ”

She winks at Copper, smiles seductively at me and sashays her way to my office where she puts the code in the door and gives me one more heated look before she walks in, leaving the door cracked.

Clapping Copper on the shoulder, my attention on my open office door and the delights that await me there, I tell him, “See you later, brother, we may be a little late for food.”

“You lucky fucker,” Copper says with amusement. “Fuck off then. We’ll see you when we see you.”

He’s talking to my back, though. I’m almost at my office door already.

Opening the cracked door a little wider, I slip in and close it behind me.

Thea is bent over rummaging in the bag on the couch for her clothes she’d brought with her, knowing she’d be helping Mom with food first. She’s already stripped out of the leggings and shirt she’d been in and is now clad only in another one of her lacy panties, this time in a deep burgundy.

Ass high in the air, legs straight. It would be so easy to push them aside and slip right into what was becoming my favourite place.

“Stay just like that, baby,” I order her, walking up to her until my thighs touch the back of hers. Thea looks at me over her shoulder, and I know from the heated look she levels at me that she was waiting for me.

“Just like this?” she asks. “Or like this?” She spreads her legs slightly.

“You feeling a little needy, baby?” I ask, slipping my finger into her panties. I find her clit and swirl my finger around it. Thea groans and rocks her hips. I slip a finger into her. It slides in smoothly with how wet she is.

“Jesus, baby, you’re so fucking wet,” I grunt, my free hand going to my belt buckle, and I hastily pull at it.

“Hurry, Coal,” Thea sighs as she rocks back on the hand that I’m working her pussy with. “I’ve been thinking about you for hours, how good you feel when you stretch, filling me, making me come. ”

Fucking hell, I’m about to come in my pants like some adolescent boy at her words.

Finally, my cock is free. “Brace, Thea,” I tell her, removing the hand that she’s riding to her hip, gripping it in a tight, finger-bruising hold instead.

She does as I ask and plants her hands firmly on the couch.

I waste no time in pulling her panties down to pool at her feet and filling her with my cock as she asked.

My eyes roll back as her cunt clenches around me.

Neither of us is going to last long at this rate.

Slipping a hand around her hips, I find her clit and work her as I thrust in and out of her welcoming body.

It doesn’t take either of us long as waves of pleasure flow over us.

My back bows as I drive my cock one last time into Thea.

There’s no stopping the long, deep groan that leaves me as she clenches around me.

Thea sinks onto the couch, her elbows her only support as she rests her head against the leather.

She shivers a little with her next breath.

Leaning forward, I envelop her with my arms as I rest against her back.

Once more, giving thanks that my woman wasn’t small and dainty—not with the way I’d just pounded into her and how she was able to take my weight without me worrying about crushing her.

“Jesus, baby, it keeps getting better and better with you. ”

Thea laughs, and I grumble as her body pushes me out, making her laugh more.

I’m smiling at her laughter. Thea happy is a beautiful thing.

I reach over for the shirt she’d discarded earlier, cleaning myself off first, then I fold it and tuck it between her legs before helping her up.

Turning her towards me, I wrap my arms around my wife and kiss her long and deep.

When we come up for air, Thea tucks her face into my throat in what I’ve come to realise is her favourite position.

I’m not complaining. I love when she takes comfort from me.

“We’ve never discussed birth control,” I murmur.

“I know,” Thea laughs softly. “Honestly, I never thought about it until Hawk made the comment about children. Then we got home and made love several times. I figured by then, it was too late.” She lifts her head from my shoulder and cups my cheeks.

“It may be too late, but if you want to, we can use condoms from now on until we know for sure and I can go on birth control.

“But just so you know, I’d be happy to be pregnant with your baby.

I know it’s probably not the best time with everything swirling around us, but in my life I’ve learned that there’s never a good time because there’s always shite happening, and babies are a blessing that makes what we are fighting against worthwhile.

It’s up to you, though, a stór mo chroí.

You have a lot more responsibility than I do. ”

Gripping her wrists, I tell her, “I don’t want to wait, baby, you and I are strong. We’ll be fine, and it may be caveman of me, but I can’t fucking wait to see you big with my baby.”

Thea smiles sweetly at me and moisture floods her eyes.

I realised over the last few weeks that my woman had big feelings, and when she felt them, they came out in tears.

It didn’t mean she was sad, it only meant that she struggled to contain them.

For years, she’d had to keep her feelings bottled.

Now that she could let them have free rein and that she felt safe enough to do that with me meant the world to me.

These tears I know are happy tears. Bending my head, I kiss each cheek before breaking her hold and enfolding her in my arms, rocking us from side to side as she inhales a breath, then lets it out on a gentle sigh.

“Thank you, Coal, for giving me this beautiful life.”

“You’re welcome, baby,” I assure her, pressing a kiss to her temple. “What did you say to me in Irish?”

“Treasure of my heart,” she whispers.

“Right back at you, baby,” I reply. I’d have stayed there all night holding her, but we were summoned when Blue knocked on the door.

“Sorry to bother you, Pres, but Maggie says you need to hurry.”

“We’ll be right there, brother,” I call out and reluctantly let my arms drop from my woman.

Thea wipes at her face and scoops up the bag that she’s placed on the couch.

“I’ll get cleaned up and meet you out there,” she says, shuffling towards the bathroom that’s attached to my office to clean up.

I chuckle at the way she’s walking, then laugh harder when she gives me the finger before closing the bathroom door.

Zipping my pants up, I buckle my belt and leave my office, making sure the door is secured behind me so nobody can walk in on Thea getting changed.