Loving Nicole (7 page)

She steps back like I slapped her. I realize I didn’t say it right, but I’m fucking pissed. I step away from the door and come closer to her.

“Damn it, you should have told me! We’re supposed to share this shit, we’re a team.”

“Don’t you pull that crap, Dragon. There’s a whole shitload of stuff you don’t share with me.”

“Club business only—I have to keep that between me and the boys. You’ve been around long enough to know how that goes. Don’t start crying about it now, just because
you fucked up
.”

I know that’s a fucked up way to put it. Shit. I can tell by the way her blue eyes glitter with so much anger that this is going from bad to worse in a hurry. I just can’t get a handle on it. She’s left me feeling betrayed. Still, the look in her eyes hurts me. Has my woman ever looked at me like that?

“Club business. How fucking convenient. Newsflash Dragon, Dani is
my girl
and
our
business is just that,
our
business. I didn’t fuck up shit, you’re just being a self-righteous prick.”

“We’re having a baby. We’re getting married in a few fucking days and you say this crap to me?”

“Yeah, well I don’t see that happening.”

“The fuck you say, woman, I’ve about gone my limit with your ass.”

“That’s good Dragon, because I think I’ve done the same with yours.” She growls as she stomps away from me.

“Where the hell are you going?”

“I need time away from you.”

I watch as Nicole opens the door to our bedroom. Her words play over in my mind. Since the day we met, I don’t think we’ve spent more than a complete day away from each other. I need her like air. Her words cut open a piece of me that I thought had been healed. The wound is even more intense because it is inflicted by my woman.

“Mama, don’t do this. Whatever this is, we’ll work it out, but don’t take us to this place.”

She turns around and we’re only standing about three feet apart, but it feels like a fucking ocean.

I need time away from you.

“You don’t get to decide this, Dragon. To say that I have to tell you everything when you aren’t willing to do the same. You don’t get that. It can’t work that way.”

“Your secrets almost got us killed today, Mama. They almost ended the life of our son.”

Her hand goes to her stomach and she presses against her stomach, the ring I gave her glitters in the semi-dark room.

“And your secrets don’t do the same?”

My mind goes back to the day on the mountain when she got shot.

“You
always
knew there was shit going on, I didn’t keep you in the dark Nicole, even if I couldn’t give you all the details.”

“I was going to tell you,” she whispers.

“When? After the fuck-wad already killed someone I care about? Or worse, you? Do you know what the fuck it would do to me if I lost you?”

“I promised Dani I would wait until she left.”

“Left? She can’t leave, Nicole. This fucker will grab her the minute she tries to run. It’s too late for that baby, and hell, as much as she pisses me the fuck off, I like the bitch. She’s not facing this shit on her own.”

“It’s too late,” she whispers and her hands go around her stomach cradling it as her tears fall harder. I’m getting fucking tired of seeing those tears fall from her eyes all the time.

“What do you mean it’s too late? I got this, Mama. You know I’ll always protect me and mine. Dani’s your girl. That makes her part of the family. I won’t let this Kavanagh fuck get her.”

“She’s gone, Dragon.”

“What? What do you…?”

“She left not long after we got back. She’s been planning it for days.”

“Sit down on the bed Mama, I think it’s time you and I talk this out,” I say, uneasiness grabbing me at the idea of Dani out there alone.

Nicole

I
sit on
the bed and lift my head when I feel Dragon at my feet. He slides my sandals off, placing a kiss on each ankle once it’s done. His touch is so gentle and completely at odds with the argument we’ve just had. I watch as he slowly trails his hands up my legs, pushing my dress up as he goes.

“What are you doing?”

“Getting you undressed for your nap,” he says kissing a path up my leg.

“We…I thought we were fighting?”

“We’re having words Nicole. I might be pissed, and you might be pissed but, Mama, get this straight…You’re
my
woman and there is
no ending this
, or
time away
from us. You feel me?”

My heart stutters. I didn’t mean the words when I said them. I’m scared, worn out, and terrified for Dani. I shouldn’t have laid into Dragon like I did. I might be pissed off because it seems like a double standard, but in truth, I don’t even disagree with him.

“I feel you,” I whisper as his hands reach under my dress and pull down my panties. I shift so he can take them off. He throws them to the corner once they clear my legs.

He raises up and reaches out his hands to me, “Stand up, Mama.”

I let his hands envelop mine and he pulls me up. My eyes stay locked on his as he slides the straps of my dress off my shoulders, and further still, until it pools at my feet.

“You’re fucking beautiful, Mama.”

“I’m as big as a house,” I argue and being over six months pregnant, it’s totally true. The only thing saving me from looking like a blimp in my wedding dress is the forgiving layers the designer fixed around the waist.

He bends down and flattens his tongue out against one of my nipples, licking it and then sucking it into his mouth. My head goes back as I moan. He slowly releases and does the next one the same way.

“Turn around.”

His words shock and excite me. Since Dragon found out I was pregnant he has always been so careful with me. During sex, he makes sure I am in a positon where he controls the intensity of everything. Don’t get me wrong, anyway we make love is good, but there are times I miss the down and dirty Dragon I fell in love with.

I do as he orders and my body shudders when his hands move up my breasts and pulls so my back is tight against him.

“Spread your legs out to make room for me Mama and bend over on the bed slowly,” he whispers in my ear, his hot breath sending goosebumps over my skin.

I swallow, so fucking turned on I can feel the wetness gathering between my legs. I do as he says and smile when he reaches around and drags two pillows under me. I lean on them so I’m higher than the bed will allow and it makes it infinitely easier for me. The bed is tall, but as big as I am, it’s hard to bend over these days.

His hand slides along my ass, his fingers pushing between the cheeks, teasing my opening. I bite my lip to keep from crying out in excitement. It seems like forever since he’s played with me this way. His fingers move farther down sliding between the lips of my pussy, playing and exploring but never entering inside of me. One finger grazes over my clit before going back to play in the creamy wetness he has created.

“Fuck Mama, you’re soaked for me. You need my cock?”

“Always. I need you to fuck me.”

He tortures my clit and then goes back and plays with more of my juices. It’s a sweet, torturing refrain that has me on the verge of climaxing in minutes.

“Who owns this pussy, Nicole?” He growls, continuing his movements in slow, methodical thrusts that have me ready to scream. When I push my ass against him he stills it by taking his other hand and clamping down on my side.

“You do, Dragon. It’s yours. I’m yours,” I acknowledge, as finally he slides two fingers inside of me, not going as deep as I want him to, but still it’s more than he has allowed.

“Who owns your fucking body, Nicole?”

“You do. I told you, I’m yours.” I whimper half out of my mind.

His thumb moves out to push on my clit while his fingers tease inside of me, stretching my opening. He keeps thrusting them in and out, giving me a taste of what my body is craving, but never going deep enough to fully satisfy.

“You think you can live without my touch, Mama? You think this body can go without me?”

“No, I… fuck, Dragon, it was stupid. I shouldn’t have said it. I love you sweetheart, I couldn’t live without you. Please… Oh fuck!” I growl out when I feel his free hand come down and smack my ass hard while his fingers are still inside of me.

“We will never be done, Nicole,” he growls, smacking my ass again this time with the hand that was in my pussy. The sticky wetness slides against the heat of the last blow. It feels so fucking good. He knows I love it when he plays me like this.

“Dragon…sweetheart…,” my voice is dark and full of need.

“We are getting married, Nicole. You are wearing my fucking ring. You will keep wearing a cut that says you’re my old lady and you will fucking be in my damned bed every fucking night, begging for my cock. You feel me, woman?” He orders, his hand connecting with my ass again.

I’m so wet it’s sliding down my legs now. If he doesn’t give me his cock soon, I’m going to come without him.

“Dragon…damn it…”

“We are forever, Mama, say it,” he demands as once again, he delivers another blow.

The bite of pain and then the teasing he gives me after, work to send me into another zone and I can barely hold on.

“Yes,” I cry out feeling the fluttering of my inner walls, so close to an orgasm.
So close
.

“Say it, Mama!” He growls again and I can hear the sound of his zipper sliding down behind me.

“Forever Dragon, we’re forever.”

He grunts in agreement, then all at once he’s on the bed—naked, gloriously naked. He’s lying down and pulls me on top of him. I straddle him immediately, even as I wish he had taken me like we were.

“
Dragon
.”

“Shh…Mama, grab my cock and take me inside. I love when you ride me.”

“But, I want you like we were.”

“Just take me until it feels good, Mama. Give me this. I love seeing you riding me, your hair sliding against your skin, your body swollen with my baby. Fuck, you have no idea, woman.”

“I’m huge,” I protest, but give in. I slide down on his cock because, even though I may want the other position, I will never pass on having Dragon inside of me.

He reaches up and pinches one of my swollen nipples in punishment. I cry out as the pain runs through me. His hands move to palm each side of my stomach, where he strokes it gently, his eyes are glued there, seemingly enraptured. Slowly he looks up and his eyes hold mine. The inky chocolate depths are so deep, I lose myself.

“I’ve never seen anything more beautiful in my fucking life, Nicole. Never.”

I close my eyes and replay his words. My man. God, this man has a way of shattering whatever self-doubt I have and making me feel like I am the most beautiful woman in the world. He manages to heal the wounds left by my parents and numerous other idiots that have passed through in my life, and I don’t even think he
tries
. He just does it. He believes it, believes in me. He makes
me
believe it, too.

Those are the last thoughts I manage to grasp before I pick up speed in my ride and focus on doing nothing but bringing us pleasure. He grips my hips, helping to support me as I slide down on his cock, over and over, doing my best to clench tight around him.

“That’s it, Mama. Give it to me.”

I can’t maneuver like I once did; I am not flexible, nor agile. I’ve worried that Dragon would notice the difference and miss it. I worried for no reason. I see that in the look in his eyes, the way his hands move over my body, and more importantly, by the way my climax triggers his. I fracture into a million pieces, pleasure rocking me to my core, but he is right there with me. I hear him call out my name and feel his release.

Minutes later I’m lying on my side. Dragon has fixed it so we’re now at the head of the bed and I’m using his chest as my pillow. It’s still early in the evening, too early to be in bed, I guess. I don’t care.

“Tell me about Dani, Mama,” Dragon says and I wish I didn’t have to.

“She’s not from Kentucky and we didn’t go to high school together.”

Dragon’s body tightens against mine and I feel shame for lying to him. He doesn’t say anything though and he doesn’t push me away, so I soldier on.

“I told you my parents insisted I go to college to find a suitable husband, but I refused; though not at first. I went for one semester. They sent me to Three Oaks Academy in Maryland. It was
the
premiere private college where trophy wives-in-training go.”

Dragon kisses the top of my head and squeezes me to him. I take this as a good sign.

“That’s where I sort of met Dani.”

“Sort of?”

“Dani is a name she picked out of a Red Hot Chili Pepper’s song. Her real name is Melinda Marinetti.”

“Fuck me…”

“Of the Marinetti shipping…”

“I know the name, Nicole,” Dragon replies and his voice is not happy. I take a breath and dive back in.

“Her father had just died. She had no one but him since her mom died when Dani was…”

“Melinda.”

“She’s Dani to me, she always will be,” I try to explain and I can hear how upset he is, but I figure at this point in for penny, in for a pound—or whatever. “Anyways, when the will was read her father made it a stipulation that Dani would marry Michael or she would not inherit anything.”

“Jesus.”

“Pretty much. Michael was nice to Dani. He held her hand through the funeral, helped make the arrangements, and became her support system in a way. She thought he was perfect.”

“He wasn’t?”

“He wasn’t happy she came to school. The will stipulated that Dani finish so many hours of college and other weird shit though, so he didn’t stop her. After they married, that’s when he changed.”

“Changed?”

“Controlling, beatings…and more, but those things are Dani’s alone to know, Dragon.”

“Why didn’t she leave?”

“Hard to leave a man who has that much power. She was young, terrified. There were a lot of reasons.”

“She reached out to you?”

“I hated Three Oaks, one semester was all I could handle. I came back home and moved in with Roy’s parents.”