Wilde Forever (Wilde Women Book 1) (36 page)

Jax grunted a harsh, “Fuck,” as he came in a delicious, mouthwatering torrent and Brynn never felt more ladylike and feminine than she did with his cock on her tongue and his essence rolling down her throat. She was made for him. Made for this. Sucking on him until he gave her what she needed.
All of him.

When his climax subsided she released him reluctantly, kissing his trembling flesh, continuing to worship his beautiful shaft. He growled at her in the darkness. “Brynn. Fuck, baby. You didn’t have to do that.”

She crawled up his body and gave him a look she hoped said more than her words could. “Oh, I
so
did.” Covering his mouth with her own she shivered from head to toe when he savagely answered, thrusting his tongue deep, inhaling her fevered response. Knowing his essence lingered on her tongue and in her mouth made the moment sexy as fuck. It excited her to no end that he didn’t hold back from tasting himself on her lips.

They were in the midst of the frenzied kiss when he grabbed her under her arms and pushed Brynn to her back, shoving his muscled hairy thigh between her legs. She writhed on his leg, pressing her wet curls and dripping slit on him. She was frantic in seconds. The act of having made love to him with her mouth had unleashed a cascade of want that exploded on contact with his body.

In an almost step-by-step replay of what happened last night, he responded to her desperate arousal grunting, “Fuck, fuck,” over and over as she ground her pussy on him. She was approaching mindless wanton territory with alarming speed.

“Oh God, Jax,” she cried out as she writhed and bucked her hips.

He answered with a savage roar, shoving two fingers inside her. It wasn’t enough. She needed more. Brynn felt wild and primitive.

Bellowing like an animal in heat, he pulled his fingers from her dripping center, pushed her thighs wide, and thrust his awakened cock deep. It was her turn to scream, “Fuck, fuck,” as he pounded into her without mercy.

She tightened almost immediately, painfully so. Every muscle in her body screamed with the effort of clutching his glorious cock. He had a death grip on her thighs, hammering her deep and hard over and over until she felt the indescribable rapture that only he had ever given her take hold.

“Jesus Brynn. Your cunt is like a vise on my cock. Take it baby. It’s all yours. Take all of it, and I’ll die a happy man.”

His grunts, her cries—that was what she heard as her entire body exploded with heat. Pleasure so perfect it robbed her senses grabbed hold and held on tight. An endless wave of moisture gushed from her passage. Jax roared and jerked uncontrollably adding his own fluid completion to the lusty exchange. She cried softly in his arms and shook all over in the aftermath of their explosive passion. The whole thing had gotten so ferocious it was a wonder that either one of them had the presence of mind to breathe afterwards.

“W
E CAN’T KEEP PLAYING WITH fire, love,” he murmured against the skin of her neck where he’d collapsed after coming inside her.

“I know,” she whispered. “Couldn’t help it.”

Jax lifted to his forearms and looked at her somberly. “How fucked are we, baby?”

She knew damn well what he was asking. The man hadn’t gone through four years of pre-med and a crap load of Army medical training without coming away from those experiences well versed in the intricacies of a fertility cycle.

A thousand thoughts flashed in her mind, but honestly, she didn’t fucking care. Brynn was almost beside herself with worry that he’d leave at some point. How could he not? His business involved travel—extended travel. Not something that leant itself well to a permanent relationship. In the deepest darkest recesses of her most secret hopes and dreams she figured if they made a baby together, at least she’d have a part of him when he went away. The thought was totally fucked-up, she knew that, but somehow the longing to be intimately and forever joined with Jax had overtaken whatever sense she had. Hearing the concern in his voice wasn’t enough to overcome the primal drumbeat thumping inside her. She was pretty sure she’d be going straight to hell for having these thoughts.

Jax watched the emotions play out on Brynn’s face. He didn’t think she’d be all that pleased to know he could read her like a fucking how-to manual. Her drawn out silence pretty much answered the ‘how fucked are we’ question, but it was the story her eyes were telling that was really messing with his head.

Amazing as it might be, he had no doubt in his mind that Brynn wanted him to put a baby in her belly. Not only could he see it reflected in her gaze, he felt it in the way her body demanded it of him. Frankly, it was fucking awe-inspiring. The thought of walking down the street with her swollen with his child so everyone would know what he’d done excited the living shit out of him. Part of him felt like a ginormous pig, but another part was perfectly in step with whatever crazy fuckery was swirling in her mind and in her heart.

Hey. He’d take it however he could. If binding her to him with a baby was the best and fastest way to cut through all her emotional bullshit, so be it. Having a child with her was beyond his wildest dreams. Brynn would be an amazing mother. She’d teach their son or daughter how to burp like a champion. What the hell more could he ask for? The lady was not only under his skin, she had crawled inside his heart and set up camp. There was no way he was letting her go.
Uh uh.
No fucking way.

“Okay then,” he chuckled when she refused to answer. “I take the loud silence as a
pretty damn fucked
.”

“Don’t say that,” she quickly chided. “I don’t like hearing you put it that way.”

Damn. Her lip was quivering, and she had a sheen of tears in her eyes. Women. Who the hell could figure them out? His father needed a fucking medal if what Brynn was putting him through was any indication of what his dad had to deal with all these years.

“You’re right, honey. That was insensitive of me.” How many other ways could he admit to being a dick? “Baby, I’m at your feet here, okay? You already know how I feel about you. At least I hope you do. If I used thick-headed guy language last night, let me make things crystal clear to your right now. Me? Hopelessly, helplessly in love with you.”

She looked at him with such longing in her eyes it made his heart thump wildly.
C’mon baby
, say the words I needed to hear. Her elegant hands were drawing designs on his chest. He hoped they were hearts, but he couldn’t be sure. Jax understood her reluctance but that didn’t mean he was happy about it.

“In all honesty, Brynn—I’d love nothing more than to have a baby with you. Fuck. A dozen of the little rug rats if that’s what you want. Just don’t want to force your hand if you’re not ready. Seems like a shitty thing to do.”

“I’m in over my head with you, I just know it,
sir
.”

He had to laugh at her deliberate taunt. Yeah. He’d be her sir. She might think that would give him some sort of magic power over her, but all it really meant was that he’d earned her surrender. What the hell was better than that? Oh right. Brynn heavy with his child. Shit this was complicated.

Jax didn’t know how to proceed when she lay under him so passively, their bodies still joined. He should probably get used to how easily she surprised him ‘cause a shockwave rolled through him when she pouted so prettily and told him, “You’ll be a wonderful father.” Holy fuck. Where the hell had that come from?

He kissed her gently and asked, “You know this because…?”

Brynn’s fingers feathered through his hair, and she sighed. “I know this because of the way you take care of me after we…you know.” She was blushing. The woman had awakened him with play so sensual and erotic that he’d exploded in her mouth. The blush reminded him she was a virtual innocent in the bedroom. This was probably not the best time to tell her about his encounter with Roger the Anal Probe but a voice in his head was telling him that holding anything back was only going to feed into her insecurities. Waiting for a better moment was just plain dumb.

“I’ve told you baby. You belong to me. I’ll always take care of you. Always put your needs first. That’s the way I’m built and I make no bones about it. If that makes me potential daddy material, I’ll gladly take it.” He liked the smile that shone in her eyes. Might as well throw down with the rest and see how she reacted.

“Um, Brynn. There’s something I need to tell you.” The last thing he expected was the cold fear radiating off her body.
Fuck.
She really was terrified of what opening up to him meant.

“Do I need to sit up and compose myself, Jax?”

He had an instant answer at the ready. “Not unless your fertile imagination thinks I’d ever do or say anything to intentionally upset you. Do you, love? Is that what all this hemming and hawing is about? Are you waiting for me to fuck up?”

Her answer was just as instant and easily as heartfelt and straightforward, thank god. “No. I trust you completely. Sorry. Reflex.”

“Good. Here it is honey. Try not to freak out though, okay?” If her eyes got any bigger they’d fall out of her damn head. “Yesterday was kind of a wild ride, huh?” She nodded but said nothing.

“The thing is, something happened here at the house long before you got home and we had our little…whatever the fuck that was.” Jax cleared his throat and looked directly into her eyes. “You had a couple of visitors.”

“What?” she snapped. He could feel her emotions reeling all over the place. “Who?” Before he could get another syllable out she came back with, “Who the fuck came here, Jax?”

Whoa. This wasn’t the first time he sensed a rather serious undercurrent of tension coming off her. Something wasn’t right in her world. Why hadn’t he realized that when the pieces started falling into place. Her cousin and ex-husband showing up here out of the blue wasn’t a coincidence.

“Easy baby,” he husked. “Just keep breathing.” When she nodded and did as he asked, Jax continued. Carefully. “Penis envy car pulled up.” Right away he saw the alarm bells start to crash in her head. “Some fucktard calling himself Seth Colton.” Her eyes narrowed into dangerous slits. He hoped she never looked at him like that.

“What the fuck did that asshole want?” she hissed

“Well, he said he wanted to talk to you about family business.” Jax counted to ten in his head and let that part sink in. “He wasn’t alone Brynn.”

“Oh fuck!” she hollered. “Was my Nana with him?”
Hmmmm.
Another piece of the puzzle for Jax to ponder.

“Uh, no. But I’m thinking by your reaction that when you hear who it was you’re going to go ballistic. Just remember, babe…I’m still inside you so no sudden moves, okay?”

“Tell me Jax. Do it quickly. Like tearing off a Band-Aid. I’ll be okay if you just tell me.”

“Right,” he nodded. “Okay. Here it is. He had Roger Ellis with him.”

Her body jolted with such force he groaned. “Oh my fucking God! They were together? Shit.
Shit
.” Her fingers were digging into his skin.

It took her a good minute and a half to start breathing normally again. Whatever was going on, her cousin and ex-husband being together wasn’t a good thing.

“What did you tell them?” she asked quietly.

“Actually, I told them both to fuck off and that if they wanted to talk to you, they’d have to go through me first. They’ll think twice before attempting to come here again
. Pussies.
Scared the living shit out of both of ‘em.”

The last thing he expected was for her to smile. Then the smile became a grin and the grin eventually became a laugh. “I’ll just bet you did,” she said gleefully while throwing her arms around his neck. “Thank you, Jax. Thank you soooo much.”

“This would be the perfect opportunity to drive home the point about watching out for you, my love. I knew whatever they were up to was no good. Care to tell me about it?”

“Yeah. I will. Just not now, okay? Have to think and besides, it’s time for me to crawl down to the bakery and get my day started. If I can walk that is.”

“Right. The bakery,” he murmured. “Shower first and then I’ll walk you down if you promise to load me up on sticky buns and coffee. Got a couple of hours to kill before my team gets here.”

“Carry me?” she asked with a saucy quirk to her lips.

“Fuck yeah,” he growled. “Whatever you want baby.”

“I was just kidding,” she giggled. “I think my legs still work.”

Jax slid from her intimate embrace and came to his feet at the side of the bed. She sat up and swung her legs toward the floor but he quickly bent and hoisted her over his shoulder as she squealed with surprise.

“I thought you wanted me to carry you?” he chuckled.

“Well yeah. But I envisioned something a bit more romantic than caveman style.”

He smacked her ass good and stomped from the bedroom down the hallway to the bathroom. “Be good woman or I’ll spank your ass just for the hell of it.”

She screamed with laughter. “Oooooh, I’m scared now!”

Dropping her on her feet, he made sure she was steady then went about getting the shower running. When she stepped over the side of the old tub he caught sight of dark smudges on the insides of her thighs. He let out a string of self-castigating curses that startled her.