Where She Belongs (The Forever Collection Book 1) (14 page)

I take her hands, guide her up against me, and pull her into my chest. And there’s a twinge of regret, despite how good she just made me feel, because I just let her swallow my seed.

Because there’s this burning force inside of me that wants my cum in her womb, that flares red at the thought of breeding with her, at the thought of her belly rising with what’s ours and letting the world know whom she belongs to.

Decker

I’
ve got May tucked up in my bed and she looks like she belongs there. It’s like she’s always been there. No other woman has ever graced my sheets before and no other woman ever will.

It’s nearly 3 a.m. now and I only just got her to drift off. I intended to leave her sore pussy alone until tomorrow, but she hooked me with that lip bite and before I knew it, I was filling her with another deep load of the hot, sticky stuff. I held my cock inside her for a good bit, making sure as much stayed inside as possible. Hoping it would be enough.

The thought of our baby inside her makes me lose my fucking mind. Fuck. Holy shit, I am just not the same man I was before she found her way into my life. And that’s fine by me. This is one change for the better.

There’s no way I want to leave her right now, so I’ve got Allister and my crew on the move.

They are casing the estate for me. They’ve also got feelers out with some friends and acquaintances. We’ll put on enough pressure that someone will crack, and get us the information we need.

It’s a small world, especially with these old school crime families. It’s not the way it used to be any more. They all have legit businesses, pay taxes. From the outside they’re respectable. But they’re still dirty as fuck. I’ve seen a lot of shit go down in my clubs over the years. But that’s my advantage, because I’ve seen a lot of very powerful people dipping their toes in where they ought to just keep clear. And that means I have a long list of favors I can call in.

So far, Allister has let me know that both of them are at the house, so that makes me think Leah is there as well. It’s just a hunch, but it makes sense. Why would they put her somewhere else, where they can’t keep an eye on her?

But it is just a hunch. It wouldn’t be the first time I’d been off, so we are getting anything we can on Simon and Victor. At the same time, I’ve got a judge ready to sign a search warrant. We need to get in that house and get eyes in every room.

I want to be there, but May can’t be left alone right now. Allister’s on it. I trust him more than anyone else in this world.

I slip under the covers with her, moving inch by inch until I’ve got her back against my chest. Her ass is gobbling my barely softened cock and my mind begins to drift, imagining taking her there. Suddenly my cock is back up and ready to serve.

Not now, boy, she needs her rest.

And that ass will need a few weeks of prep work before I’ll be able to get my fat dick inside. I’ll never hurt my girl. Never. Heart or body.

I listen to her breathing, nuzzling my nose into her hair and taking a deep breath. She smells fresh, like she’s been outside in the spring. But there is a hint of our sex still on her, and the combination is more intoxicating than any liquor.

After an hour, my phone buzzes on the nightstand. I shift, leaving her warmth, and rustle out of bed as I hit the button.

“Yeah?”

“Boss, we got her.” Allister’s voice is excited and my heart leaps right along with him.

“What? How? That was fucking fast.”

“Victor got pulled over tonight. Had two grams of coke on him.” He lets that sink in before he carries on. “I reached out to Judge McKinley. He was May and Leah’s godfather, so he has no love for the Galetti boys, that’s for sure. As soon as Simon took over he cut everyone out of the girls’ lives, wanted complete control over everything. That didn’t sit well with McKinley, so we got lucky and he was ripe for the picking.”

“Fuck. Good. Well done, Allister, I owe you.” I shake my head. I can hardly believe this. I was ready for a war trying to get Leah back. “Well, I know Mrs. McKinley isn’t the jewel on his arm in the club every Thursday night when he’s supposed to be having dinner with the District Attorney.”

I hear Allister’s chuckle, then a voice in the background, female, sounding frantic.

“Is that Leah?”

“Yeah, Deck, that’s her. She’s a bit upset, worried about May. We need to get those two back together, and soon; Leah’s been through it. They had her locked up in this crazy dungeon. Rock walls, hardly any light. They’re fucked up. But, anyway, McKinley gave the cops a search warrant and Lieutenant Murphy let us right in behind them when they served. All the dominoes just fell down around the Galletti boys. Simon’s in the back of a cruiser right now and Leah’s here with me. Victor’s already down at county, but they’ll lawyer up I have no doubt.”

“Bring Leah to my house. I’ll get May up.”

“May’s with you?”

“Yep. And she will be for the rest of my life, as long as I can still breathe.”

Allister’s quiet for a moment, then he chuckles. “Good for you, boss. Good for you.”

One month later

May

“H
ere you go.” I hand Leah the ring of keys.

“I’m going to miss you, you know.” She’s standing on the steps of the estate, her arms in her metal crutches, hair hanging down in a loose braid around her shoulder.

“I’ll be here literally all the time.” I choke back the sob.

“Well, not
literally
all the time.” Deck wraps his arms around me from behind.

I turn my head to look up at him and he slides his hands to cover my belly. After three weeks together with Deck, I realized I missed my period. He always said he was an overachiever and he’d waited long enough. He certainly filled me with enough cum in those few weeks that it would have been a miracle if I didn’t get pregnant.

“I can’t believe you’re going to be a mom.” Leah giggles.

“I know. You’re barely done raising me.”

“It’s going to be so different living here without you. Are you sure you guys don’t want to move in here? We could all live here and barely see each other.”

“Nope.” Deck palms my tummy. He’s not being overbearing, but he knows I need to be away from here and we need our own home. He’s stronger than me, so I need him to draw the line and keep me behind it. “But May can be here with you
a lot
. And you are always welcome in our home. I mean that. You know that, right?”

“Yes.” Leah takes a breath. “It’s felt like home the last month. Thank you, Decker.”

“No, thank you. For taking care of my girl all these years. I owe you a debt of gratitude I’ll never be able to repay.”

“Okay.” Allister comes out from behind the Black Suburban with suitcases in hand. “You ready to get resettled?”

Deck and I got married two weeks ago. It was just us, Allister and Leah. But it was perfect. Right after that, I found out I was pregnant, and I’m sure most people would give us less than a year if they were betting, but I know better. Decker wanted to take me on a lavish honeymoon, but honestly, just being with him in his house was more than I’d ever dreamed. No tropical vacation nor weeks in Europe could compare to being there with him, knowing Leah was safe as well.

We have something that most people only dream about. And why wait when you know it’s right? Deck wants babies everywhere as soon as possible. He says he’s waited too long, and it seems he’s trying to squeeze in as much happily-ever-after as he can, as quickly as he can.

Deck’s handled a lot of the lawyers and the other nonsense. To be honest, I’m not sure how it all got resolved so fast, but the estate is ours now. Split between me and Leah. Simon is out, and Victor is awaiting trial on drug charges.

But Deck and I are settled in at his place. It’s where we made love for the first time and as stupid as it sounds, I want it to be the place where we raise our kids. And someday it will also be the place where we make love for the last time. But that is a long way off.

I’m enrolled in The Culinary Academy and I start next week in their pastry program. I don’t know if I will have my own bakery someday or not, but Deck says it’s up to me. So time will tell.

I watch as Allister eyes Leah. It makes me smile. It’s more than just a professional glance.

“Hey,” I mock. “Careful how you look at my sister.”

Leah’s cheeks light up, and considering all the ‘errands’ they’ve been running, the way Allister has become her personal valet recently, it all comes together.

“Wow.” I crane my neck around to give Deck the squeezy eye. “Did you know about this?”

“I know nothing except I’m ready for
our
forever to start. And if other people find theirs, I’m happy as hell, because there is nothing better than what I’ve found with you.”

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BABY

CHAPTER ONE

RYDER

I felt like I was going to puke. The way they treated my Chloe was nauseating. What a fucked up family, sitting there, slobbering all over themselves. If they thought that their little princess—Chloe’s older sister—was about to snag me like a little bitch and use me to turn them into some kind of second rate, trailer trash royalty they’d be wrong. If they only knew what they had coming, they’d be running as fast as they could for the tin can where they came from.

Don’t get me wrong; I grew up in that same trash heap down at the bottom of Eight Mile. Yeah, there was a movie about it. Don’t make a big deal about it, but that’s where I grew up, and that’s where Chloe and her family still live. Only, they don’t have any fucking idea what I know about their precious Theresa, a.k.a. Trixie. And it’s about to go viral.

“Why didn’t you wear a suit? This is a special night.” Trixie Whitehouse sat there like a smug cartoon queen with her strapless orange nightmare of a dress barely holding up the weight of her third round of silicone implants.

“I don’t wear what you tell me to wear.” I lean back in my chair, my eyes unable to stay off the ultimate prize, who sat there like a demure china doll next to her parents. I wore my fatigues. I knew Trix hated them, and I also knew my babygirl loved me in my camo, and she’s the goddess I serve
.

“Chloe, go get us two more Bud’s.” Edgar Whitehouse is too lazy to go get his own beer from the bar, so he sends his youngest daughter to do his dirty work.

“Sit.” I growl at Chloe inches her chair back to stand.

“No, it’s okay. Let me go.” She smiles and I see the wheels turning in the beautiful head of hers. She’s so scared of her family knowing about us. The pleading look in her eyes breaks my heart.

What a fucking evil piece of shit her father is. I want to jump across the eight top and smash the ten teeth he has left down his throat. But I know that would be too much for my little girl, so I roll my eyes and swallow deep, counting the seconds until I get us the fuck out of here.