Page 23 of Judge (Devil’s Rose MC #7)

Judge

K aia screams as I bottom out deep inside her, her perfect pussy gripping me like she never wants to let me go.

The memories of the times we made love all come rushing back in a flood of emotion.

Never has it felt this good with anyone but Kaia.

The connection between us is unreal as I power in and out of her.

Her pleas and cries for more and harder bounce around the walls along with the sound of our skin slapping, coming together as one.

I want this to last forever, for as long as I live, and yet I know from the telltale tingle in my spine that it’ll be over soon.

I can only hope that once the post orgasmic glow has worn off that she doesn’t run.

But I have a plan for that. I will chase her and fuck her into submission.

Pulling out of her and pinching the base of my dick, I roll to my back and lift her limp body over mine, her back to my chest, her short legs flopping on either side of mine.

Reaching down I grip my hard cock, nestle it into her dripping hole, and power up into her from below.

Her head lolls on my shoulder as I nibble her ear lobe, her moans turning into cries as I hold her to me, one arm banded around her waist, the other wrapped across her chest, hand resting gently at her throat.

“Give me one more baby, just one more and I’ll fill you with my cum.” She gasps, her feet finding purchase on the bed so she can bear that hot little pussy down on me.

I power into her over and over again until her thighs lock tight and her body trembles in ecstasy. Only then do I release with a long, low groan, my body joining hers in rhythmic shudders.

“I’ve never,” she swallows. “It’s never been like that with anyone but you,” she whispers, and then whimpers, a sob ripping from deep inside her, her tears tracking down the side of her face, pooling on my chest.

“I know, Kai. It’s the same for me.” I press kisses to the side of her head, her tears salty on my lips.

We lie like this for long moments, my softening cock still warm and wet inside her, as she lays in my arms, back to my chest. I breathe her in, all her scents. The green apple of her shampoo, the drying sweat on her skin, the sweet tang of her pussy still lingering in my beard.

She rolls off me, and I instantly feel the loss of our connection.

I reach for her, but she sniffles and shimmies off the bed, thighs clenched as she runs to the next room to clean up.

My lips twitch as I’m hurtled back to the past, the very first time I made fumbling love to her so we could lose our virginities to someone we trusted.

I ran a bath and prepared a washcloth to clean her up, after reading about it in one of my mom’s romance novels I snuck from her collection.

I wanted Kai to have the full romance experience.

Instead, she screwed up her face, told me to keep that washcloth away from her and ran, thighs clenched to the bathroom, just like now.

“Why are you smiling like that?” she grumbles at me, arms crossed at the foot of the bed.

Ah, she’s back. Any whiff of vulnerability and Kaia’s claws will come out.

“Just remembering. Come here, I want to hold you a little more.”

She lets out a huff, but does as I say, climbing up with very little grace, then flopping down on her side.

As soon as she’s still I pull her into my arms, tucking her head under my chin.

She’s stiff for a split second, then melts into me, one arm tucked against me, the other thrown over my waist. Her lips press a soft kiss to the base of my throat and I know that I can’t let this woman go.

Not again. She’s my heart, my soul, and I’ve not felt peace like this since she left without a word when we were eighteen years old.

“There are things you should know,” she starts, and I know there are. I’ve felt it. But I’m also a coward.

“Shhh, baby. We have plenty of time for that. Let’s just lie here and be with each other.”

She nods, her curls catching in my beard. I brush her hair back out of her face, pressing my lips to the top of her head.

“You’re mine, Kai,” I whisper into her hair.

“Yeah, I think I am.”

I wake when I feel rummaging in the bed. “Mm, what’s going on?” After another two rounds with Kaia, I’m exhausted. Depleted. Especially after she sucked my soul right out of my balls that third time.

“Get up, lazy bones. We got kids to pick up.” Something rough lands on my face, and I don’t have to open my eyes to know it’s my jeans.

Groaning, I roll up to sit, rubbing my hands over my face while Kaia laughs. “The joys of having kids buddy.”

“I’m sure mom and dad will be happy to keep them a little longer,” I grumble, looking for my shirt.

“I’m sure they could, but you’re the dad and they’re your kids so you gotta look after ‘em. Come on, chop chop!” Kaia jokes but I know that she probably hasn’t really spent much time away from the kids at all. An overnighter without them probably feels like she’s missing a limb.

“OK, OK, I’m up.”

I throw my clothes on, tucking my half mast dick into my pants.

It doesn’t seem to matter how many times I cum inside Kaia, he just keeps wanting more.

I make my way out of the bedroom, freezing momentarily when she grins at me from the doorway.

She’s so fucking beautiful, and she’s mine.

She crosses her eyes and pokes her tongue at me, then squeals when I slap her ass, hurrying her out the door.

“Well well well, what do we have here? Is this big lump harassing you?” Pops teases from a camp chair he’s set up directly outside the trailer.

“Dunno, Sid, looks like two happy younguns to me,” Mad Dog adds from his matching chair, sunglasses covering his eyes.

“Is there a reason you boys are hanging around out here?” Kaia asks.

“Nope,” Pops grins, leaning his head back, eyes closed. “Just taking in the rays.”

Placing my hand on Kaia’s lower back we move past the old boys.

Mad Dog gives me a grin and a thumbs up, while Pops flips me the bird.

I feel the overwhelming urge to tip his chair over, with his old ass in it, but as annoying as he is, he helped get me out of my head, and bring Kaia and I closer together.

Kaia grins up at me and for the first time in a long time, I feel at total peace.

Kaia

“You two better be ready otherwise I’ll be leaving your asses behind!” I growl low so only the twins can hear me.

They’re meant to be done with their chores at the diner, which only consists of them rolling the cutlery into napkins, but instead of doing their job, they’ve been slacking. Jax talking to some girls his age, and Annie sending glares to Chelsea Master’s ginger kid.

“We’ll be done in a minute!” Annie says, not taking her gaze off that Liam kid.

I roll my eyes and send Leo a message that we’ll be running a little late.

I’m sure he won’t mind. The DRMC party is bound to run late anyway, given that tonight is the night that the Landrys, Gus and Jules are meant to be getting their cuts.

It’ll also be the night that Leo and I tell the kids that we are dating.

I guess that’s what we’re calling it. I’m not actually too sure what we are calling this.

He calls me his, and I guess in some way I always have been.

Thinking back I don’t think I’ve ever had this level of connection, both sexually, and emotionally with anyone.

“Hello, Kaia.”

I freeze in place, my stomach dropping. No, it can’t be. He isn’t meant to be out for another two years. The courts would have told me, someone would have told me.

“Aren’t you going to look at me, you little bitch? Thought I wouldn’t find you? Well, guess again.”

My eyes dart toward the kids who are blissfully unaware the fucker is here, in our diner. Turning slowly, I’m met with the black soulless eyes of the man who ruined my family.

“Seth.”

“You owe me six fucking years, and I will get them out of you. Either in money, or flesh. Yours or Annie’s, doesn’t matter.” He licks my earlobe and a shudder runs through my body.

It takes all my strength not to vomit in my mouth, but I manage it. He leans even closer and my hand strikes, gripping his balls as hard as I can and twisting my wrist.

“You come anywhere near my kids and I will fucking gut you. You hear me? I. Will. Gut. You. I’m not that weak, sad woman you turned me into anymore.

I have fucking claws and I’m not afraid to use them.

” I hold his eye contact, watching as his face turns from red to a dangerous blue tinge from where I’ve stolen his breath from my hold on him.

I wait until his eyes start to roll back before I shove him away from me, releasing his balls as he crumples to the floor. Luckily I’m standing behind the counter, so my customers are none the wiser.

“You’ll fucking pay for that, you bitch,” he snarls, retching as he grips his balls protectively.

Annie spins in her seat and gives me a thumbs up, letting me know she and her brother are ready to go, finally. I smile and tip my head toward the door. Once I see her and her brother are out of the diner safely, I squat next to the man at my feet.

“Bring it on, you piece of shit. I’ll be waiting.” With that I turn on my heel, leaving through the back door.

“Come on, Mom. Weren’t you the one waiting on us?” Jax says with a smirk.

“Yeah yeah, just get in,” I tease, all the while mindful to check over my shoulder. I can’t believe my past found us. All I know is that history is not going to repeat itself.

* * *

“Yo, you OK, Little Mama?” Leo asks, pulling me into his side. He presses a kiss to my head and I soak up his warmth.

“I’m OK, just had a day, is all.” My eyes meet my son’s across the dancefloor that the DRMC has set up for the celebration. Jax’s gaze moves to Leo, then back to mine and then he’s moving. Beelining through the dancing couples.