Page 32 of Protected By the Bikers Next Door (Never Just One #4)

Wolf

Two Weeks Later

T oday is the day I finally get discharged from the hospital. To say I’ve been desperate to get out of here would be an understatement. I’m not the kind of guy who likes to sit around all day doing nothing, and I’m definitely not the type who enjoys being an invalid.

Thankfully, Viktor’s death also put an end to the turf war with Satan’s Sons.

The majority of the club’s officers were either taken out or subsequently arrested.

So there’s peace within the Shadow Pack.

We desperately need peace so our members can mourn our losses and recover.

I’m glad I decided to transition the Shadow Pack and its associated businesses to become entirely legitimate and legal when I first became Prez, otherwise, I don’t doubt that the cops would have come down on us a lot harder.

As it is, we’re being viewed as the victims in all this, and most of our club members are getting off with community service.

Bear has been doing a great job of holding things together in my absence. I sometimes wonder if he’d be a better Prez than me. He’s certainly more suited to times of peace. I’m a warrior, not a diplomat. We’ve agreed that he’ll continue to run things until I’m completely healed.

For the first time since I patched into the Shadow Pack, my focus isn’t solely on the club. Right now, my priority is Harper and our unborn child. I want to build the perfect environment for them to be born into. I want to give our kids everything I didn’t have when I was growing up.

***

To no one’s surprise, least of all mine, they’ve arranged a surprise party for my arrival home.

I try to act suitably shocked. It’s worth it just to see the joy it brings Jenny as she giggles with glee, having managed to trick me.

One of our favorite games to play is sneaking up on each other to make them jump.

In Jenny’s mind, she’s pulled the ultimate jump scare over on me.

“Surprise, we got you!” she squeals, jumping into my arms.

I try to hide my wince at the pain it sends through my body, but Harper notices. “Jenny, what did I say about being careful with Daddy Wolf while he’s still healing?”

“Sorry, Mommy, sorry, Daddy,” she says, melting my heart.

Harper comes over, and I pull her close, hugging both of my girls tight. “I missed you both,” I say, feeling a little choked up.

“We missed you, too,” Harper whispers in my ear, kissing me on the cheek.

“It seems all it took to domesticate this wolf was a little girl and her incredible mom,” Hawk points out with a smile as he comes over to shake my hand. “Good to have you back, Prez.”

Bear comes over, too, giving me his signature Bear hug, though I notice he goes easy on me.

I’ll have to rectify that soon and show them all that I’m still the same Wolf.

For now, I do my meet and greet, talking with each and every member who has turned up, thanking them.

Everyone is here, even Paul, Katie, Mira, and Ted.

Mira and Paul are in deep conversation, seeming to hit it off well, and I can tell from the sappy-eyed way Tiny is gazing at Katie that he’s totally smitten.

It seems we may be getting some new members to the Shadow Pack family soon.

I’m grateful that Susan isn’t here. I’m not ready to face her yet.

I’m not sure I’ll ever be. Bear’s call was correct.

I don’t know if I’d ever be happy having her near my family again.

The guys tell me she’s checked into rehab, that she’s doing well, and is determined to turn her life around, finally.

I’ll believe it when I see it. For now, I don’t have it in me to forgive her, even if I owe her for saving Harper’s life.

Her obsession with me is what got her into the situation, and I can’t believe she’d risk an innocent child like that.

As much as I would have preferred my homecoming to be just family, I know why they arranged this. These people are my family too, the whole Shadow Pack is, and right now they need their leader. They need to know that everything will be okay.

So, I ignore the pain in my chest, and I plaster on a smile. Perhaps I’m not a terrible diplomat after all.

The party doesn’t last long, nor does it go on late, but I still feel exhausted by it. Harper cooks dinner for us all, and the five of us sit around the dinner table to enjoy it. I look around at our unconventional family, feeling like I’ve won the lottery.

I put Jenny to bed with Harper and read her a bedtime story, Little Red Riding Hood. I use some artistic license to make some changes—after all, the Wolf can’t be the bad guy.

Harper closes the door quietly behind her, not wanting to wake Jenny, who’s finally asleep. “I was wondering if you’d want me to sleep in your bed with you tonight, maybe?” she whispers.

I pull her close, inhaling the sweet, vanilla scent of her and kissing her lightly on the lips, “Of course I do.”

“It won’t be too much for you? Too uncomfortable? I understand if—”

I cut her off with another kiss. “Don’t you dare sleep in anyone else’s bed tonight. I want you all to myself tonight.”

She smiles up at me. “Then that’s what you’ll get. My big, not so bad, Wolf.”

My inner caveman wants to pick her up and sling her over my shoulder, then carry her to the bedroom, but for now, I’ll have to content myself with her taking me by the hand and leading me there.

Inside, we strip each other’s clothes off.

Taking our time, drinking each other in.

Harper delicately trails her fingertips across my scar before tenderly placing a kiss on it.

“You know, a lot of men claim they’d take a bullet for the woman they love, but I don’t think I’ve ever met someone who’s actually done it,” she says.

I shrug. “Those poor bastards just haven’t met a woman like you. I’d gladly take another if it meant keeping you and our kids safe.”

“I know you would, but let’s try to avoid getting into gunfights altogether from now on, hmm?” she says. Her tone is light, but I can see the pain in her eyes, the fear she felt that night and the subsequent nights, worrying if I’d be okay.

“Sounds like a good idea,” I reply, capturing her lips with mine.

She melts under my touch, her body molding against mine as we move to the bed. I lay kisses along her skin, savoring every inch. I move to go down on her, but she stops me. “Not so fast. Tonight I want you to be the star of the show.”

I’m about to protest, but my horny inner teen tells me to shut the heck up.

I lie back on the bed, admiring the view of her sitting astride me as she kisses me and then continues to kiss her way down to my growing erection.

I already feel like I might explode the second she touches me.

It’s been far, far too long since we’ve had sexual contact of any kind, the longest since I lost my virginity.

As she licks precum from the tip of my cock I try to breathe deeply and focus.

I don’t want this to be over too soon. Fortunately, self-control has never been an issue for me, and I’m able to pull it together enough to enjoy watching Harper sucking my cock without blowing my load.

Her hair tumbles to the side as she holds my cock in one hand, stroking the shaft while she circles her tongue around the tip.

Soon, she increases her speed, alternating her movements before taking me fully inside her mouth and going as deep as she can.

The sound of her gagging slightly is inexplicably arousing, and I groan with pleasure.

“Fuck, Harper, that feels so good. If you don’t stop soon, I’m not gonna be able to hold myself back from cumming in your mouth.”

She stops sucking for a moment, still working my cock with her hand as she looks up at me, a sight that’s so fucking hot. “Who says I want you to? You’re going to cum for me now and let me taste you, and then I’m going to fuck you until we both cum.”

“Jesus, you’re perfect,” I groan, leaning back, eyes closed, as she continues to give me one of the best blowjobs of my life.

When she takes me deep in her throat, right to the end of my shaft, I feel my climax nearing, and as she sucks me faster and faster, I finally lose control cumming hard and watching in amazement as she drinks every drop.

I barely have time to collect my thoughts before she’s climbing on top of me, sitting astride me. She strokes her slit along my cock so I can feel how wet she is, how turned on sucking me off has made her. My cock instantly hardens again, ready for more, desperate to please her.

I’m not used to relinquishing control, but with Harper, it’s easy.

I watch as she grinds on my cock. Full hips swaying back and forth, her pussy tight and wet as she fucks me. I reach up to tease her nipples, cupping her full breasts. She moans, biting her lip and arching her head back.

“I’ve missed you, baby. I’ve missed your cock,” she moans.

“God, I’ve missed you, too, baby,” I groan.

She arches her back, grinding on my cock, and I reach forward to rub her clit as she does so.

She fucks me like this, bringing herself closer as she slowly takes her time.

I grip her ass, feeling it as she moves, lightly spanking it a few times for good measure before grabbing her firmly by the upper thighs and hips so I can lift her up and down on my cock, bouncing her and fucking her harder.

She moans, leaning forward to kiss me, and our tongues dance.

Her breasts sway back and forth, bouncing against my chest as she brings us both closer to the edge.

“I want you to cum with me, baby,” she moans, biting my lip.

I feel her pussy tighten on me as the first ripples of her orgasm start to hit, and I know we both won’t last much longer. “I’m close,” I tell her.

“Me too,” she cries as I feel the orgasm hitting her. “I’m cumming!”

I feel it as she cums on my dick, pulling forth my climax as I let myself go for the second time, cumming as she continues to cry out with pleasure as the final waves of her orgasm hit her.

Panting and sweaty, she rolls to my side, and I pull her close, kissing her and holding her. “I missed you,” I tell her.

“I missed you, too,” she replies, snuggling in close.

Feeling content, with Harper in my arms, I fall into a deep, dreamless sleep for the first time in a long time.