Bearing it for the Outlaw (11 page)

Chapter Fourteen

Drevin slipped his hands beneath their bodies and touched her pussy. She was wet and smelled so fucking good. Sliding his fingers through her slit, he gathered her cream and brought the digits to his mouth. “Look at me, Allie.” He watched as her throat worked when she swallowed. He brought his soaked fingers to his lips and sucked them off, cleaning the essence of her arousal for him off. Her eyes widened, and her lips parted.

“Mmmm, baby.” When every ounce of her was cleaned from his fingers he took her mouth again, spearing his tongue between her lips so she could taste herself.

“Oh,
God
.” Her head fell back, and her eyes slid shut when his fingers found her pussy again. He slid his middle finger into her pussy and thumbed her clit.

“Fuck, baby, your tight pussy is gripping my finger.” He dragged his teeth back down her neck to where it met with her shoulder. Sinking his teeth into the supple flesh, he pumped his finger in and out of her, loving how her tight cunt sucked it back in. “My girl’s greedy for me, aren’t you, baby?”

“Yes, you know I am.” Gasping for air, she lifted her head, speared her hand in his hair, and jerked her to him.

He kept working his finger in and out of her, his thumb pressing tight circles on her clit. She devoured his mouth, her tongue stroking his, and he gave her this moment to take control. Allie used her teeth to pull at his bottom lip, her tongue sliding over it. He quickly grabbed his cock and placed it at her entrance. But it seemed Allie was the one who was letting an animal out. She pushed his hand out of the way and grabbed his dick, stroking him from root to tip. Drevin let out a hiss when her hand wrapped around his cock.

“God, you’re so big.”

Taking hold of her ass again, he pulled her even further to the edge of the counter so that she was forced to let go of him and wrap her hands around his shoulders for stabilization.

“Put your heels on the counter, baby.” The fact she did what he said without any hesitation, submitting to him and his animal, had everything inside of him tightening, coming alive, and wanting to pound into her until neither of them could walk. He took a step back, his hands on her knees, and pushed her thighs apart. A gasp left her, but he kept his gaze on the pink pussy on display. Her wetness glistened under the overhead lights, and her clit was so engorged it stuck out from the hood at the top of her mound. He wanted to taste her so fucking badly, wanted to devour her until he couldn’t breathe any longer. Dropping onto his haunches, he let his hands slide down her inner thighs until his thumbs brushed against her labia. He spread her open and saw the darker pink of her inner lips. Latching his mouth on her, he closed his eyes and grunted at the taste of her. The flavor was sweet and musky, and so very addictive. He ate her out until she came against his lips, until she writhed for him, tugged at his hair, and begged for more. Her hands in his hair tugged at the strands, pulling him closer as she ground herself on him. He couldn’t take it anymore. He needed to be inside of her, needed to come inside of her like a real Grizzly male did with his female. Standing, he took himself in hand and placed it at her entrance.

“I want you, all of you, Allie. I need to feel you without anything between us.” He kissed her neck. “I’m clean, baby, and I can sense you’re not ovulating. Let me
feel
you.”

She gasped out. Her hand was suddenly on his forearm, her nails in his flesh. “God, yes, Drevin. Just be with me already.”

He cursed internally. He didn’t want any barrier between him and his mate. He wanted his seed in her so that she smelled like him, so that any male that was a shifter scented her would know she was his. When he was once against at her entrance, he gripped her waist and sank into her in one fluid, smooth move. Wet, hot, tightness immediately engulfed him when he was buried to the hilt.

“Drevin.”

The way she said his name, all breathy, had him rearing his hips back and slamming into her again.  She braced her hands behind her, and he started really fucking her. Harder and faster he pumped not her until sweat started to trickle down his back and he felt his beast growling and snapping for more. Always more. Her tits bounced, unrestrained and so fucking gorgeous. “That’s it, baby.” The workbench slammed against the wall as he rocked in and out of her, louder and with more violence. “Squeeze that pussy around my cock. Squeeze it, Allie.”

Ours! She’s ours, and no one will ever take her away from us.

Curling his fingers around her waist, he stared at where their bodies were joined. The sight of his shaft moving in and out of her was the most erotic thing he’d ever seen. Her pussy lips were stretched around his cock, and her wetness coated his length. “Mine, Allie baby. You. Are. Mine.” His voice was distorted, his bear breaking free. The feeling of her inner walls tightening around him told of her imminent orgasm. He started rubbing her clit with his thumb and pumped faster into her with his dick. She cried out as she came around him. Throwing his head back he let his climax rise to the surface. Roaring out in ecstasy, he didn’t know if the loud rumble was inside his head or if it had come out of his mouth, but the pleasure that was coursing had him not caring.

“
Drevin
…” Her long, drawn out cry, and his name from her lips, had him lifting his head and watching her orgasm again as it washed across her face in a visual climax. She was so beautiful when she came, so fucking gorgeous when she let go and just surrendered.

He slowed his pace until the ache in his balls was sated and his cock was softening, and her breathing was returning to normal. He pulled out with a grunt, and immediately looked down to where his dick had just been. She was wet and swollen, and his cum slipped from her body, slid down the crease of her ass, and fell to the floor. God, that was so fucking hot. Drevin pulled her to him and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. He breathed in her scent, loved that the aroma that was him and his bear covered her, and couldn’t help but smile.

“You okay, baby?” He felt her nod against his chest, and he kissed her on the top of head.

“That was some intense garage sex, Drevin.”

He chuckled and nodded. “Yeah, it was, Allie, and so good.” Pulling away slightly, he leaned down and kissed her softer this time, savoring the moment. He helped her off of the workbench, pulled her in for a hug, and just soaked in this moment.

“Drevin?” She said his name softly, almost hesitantly.

“Yeah, sweetheart?” He held her close still, not wanting to relinquish her.

“I love you.”

He stilled, just froze right there as her words played around them. Pulling back slightly, he looked down at her, feeling emotion clog his throat.

“I love you, too, Allie.” And he did, fuck did he love her.

“Yeah?” she said and smiled.

He grinned, smoothed his finger down her cheek, and knew that although he was this outlaw biker that had done a lot of messed up shit in his life, this was one of the good things that had happened. This was one of those moments that defined a man into a good person, and Allie had done that for him … to him.

“Yeah, baby, I really fucking love you.” He pulled her in for another hug, and knew that this was where his life was meant to go. This was who he was meant to be with, and damn did it feel good to finally have everything in his life.

Chapter Fifteen

Six months later

Drevin turned off his Harley, dismounted, and stared at his house he shared with his woman, Allie. She’d moved in a few months ago, and to say it felt right having her so close to him all the time was an understatement. He headed up the front steps, and once inside the silence stretched out.

“Allie?” He called out her name, listened for her to respond, and when he didn’t hear anything he knitted his brows. Her car was in the driveway, and he scented her presence, yet she wasn’t answering. He moved into the living room, glanced around, and when he didn’t see any sign of her he moved into the kitchen. He continued searching for her, and once at the closed bedroom door he reached out and grabbed the handle. Turning it and pushing it open he saw her on the bed, a piece of paper in her hand, and her focus on it.

“Allie baby? Are you okay?” He sensed her confusion, her shock and uncertainty.

She slowly lifted her head, her green eyes wide, almost scared in appearance. He was over to her seconds later, kneeling in front of her and staring into her face.

“Baby, what’s wrong? Did someone hurt you?” Of course that was his conclusion to anything these days, because his bear had taken ownership of their mate, and anyone that dared put this kind of fear in her, this uncertainty that things wouldn’t be okay, he’d kill them.

“No, no one hurt me,” she said in a soft voice.

He wracked his brain for what could be the matter, then breathed out slowly. “Do you need to talk to someone?” He didn’t need to elaborate on what he meant. She might have been clean for over a year and a half, talked to others that had been in her situation, but she was strong. Even though he knew she was right where she wanted and needed in her life, he wanted to be supportive if she was having desires to go back to the life she’d led before. He knew all too well the temptation of drugs, of losing the world around them and just floating away. He’d done his fair share of the toxic shit that polluted bodies and killed lives.

She shook her head. “I have never been stronger in my life, Drevin … I’m scared.”

He cupped the back of her head and kissed her forehead. “You have nothing to be afraid of. I’m here to protect you, Allie.” He pulled back so he could look in her face again. She lifted the piece of paper she held and handed it to him. He grabbed it, looked down at the black and white image, and fell onto his ass. He knew what this was, what it meant. Looking up at her with what he knew was wide eyes, he was speechless, knew he probably looked stunned. Hell, he was.

“Tawny went with me because I didn’t know where to go. She said I should make sure before I said anything.” She swallowed, her voice strained, as if she were afraid of his reaction.

He stared at the ultrasound picture, of the fact there was a bean shaped image in the center. “You’re pregnant.” He looked at her, elation filling him. “You’re going to carry my baby.”

“Babies,” she said and slowly smiled.

“Babies?” he said, even more stunned at what he just heard.

She nodded and pointed down at the image. There were two bean shaped images now that he really looked at the ultrasound picture.

“Two heartbeats, Drevin. Two babies.” She still sounded afraid, and the scent of that fear filled his head. “I don’t know how to be a mom.”

“Baby…” He set the picture down and held her close. He lifted her easily into his arms, turned and sat on the bed, and whispered in her ear, “You’ll be the best mom, Allie. Hell, I don’t know how to be a dad, but I know that I’ve never wanted anything more than for you to be the mother of my children.”

The tear that slipped down her cheek had him lifting his hand and running his thumb along the wetness. He brought the digit to his mouth, keeping his gaze on her, and licked it clean. “Don’t cry. I’m here, will always be here, and you’ll only ever know happiness and love.”

“I know.” She smiled. “The tears are because I want to be the mother of your children. I was afraid you wouldn’t be as happy as I am about this.”

“God, Allie baby.” He pulled her close to his body again, held her tightly, and closed his eyes. “I never thought I’d have you in my life, let alone a family. You’re my gift, and I don’t know what in the hell I did to deserve such blessings.”

And he didn’t. He had a dark soul at times, was not a good man, but someone was looking down on him and allowing him to have this miracle. Damn, he’d gone all soft and sappy where Allie was concerned. Pulling back again, he looked at her face. “Marry me.”

Her eyes widened slightly. “Drevin, we don’t have to just because I’m pregnant—”

He shook his head, and placed a finger on her lips, stopping her from continuing. “I’m not asking you because you’re pregnant. I’m asking because you’re my world. I’d die for you, kill for you, and can’t see my life functioning without you in it, Allie.” He let go of her lips. “I’m asking you to be my wife because I love you more than anything else in this world, because without you in my life I’m just a shell of a male.” He smoothed his finger along her cheek. “Marry me, Allie.”

She smiled. “Yes,” she said softly, and the bear in him broke free and roared out in pleasure. He stood and lifted her with him.

“Where are we going?”

He grinned. “The shower, baby. I’m going to show you exactly how much I love you.”

She giggled, and the happiness that consumed him had him lightheaded. Damn, he was one lucky motherfucker. Nothing would take this away from him. Nothing.

****

Finally complete

Drevin stared at the woman he loved. She’d just given birth to his babies. The twins were so small, so tiny, and seeing her hold one in each arm, her exhaustion clear on her face, but the smile making him grin as well, had pride and pleasure filling him. He’d helped create those two little miracles she held. He moved closer to her and sat on the edge of the bed.

“They’re perfect, Drevin.”

He moved a stray piece of hair off of her forehead. “They are, and you’re so damn perfect, Allie baby.”

She smiled and looked up at him. “Here, hold little Cole.” She handed him his son, the baby having a thatch of blond hair. He looked like Drevin, and that had his heart swelling. God, he was a father, responsible for these two angels that were now his world. He looked at his daughter, little Cami. She had her eyes open, and although they were a darker color right now, he knew they’d be green, just like Allie’s. They hadn’t gotten married yet, because he wanted Allie to have a large wedding, one filled with his outlaw family. He wanted her dressed in white, walking down the aisle, looking right at him.

“The guys and their old ladies are all waiting to hear the good news.” He smoothed his finger over Cami’s little brow, then did the same to Cole. He leaned forward and kissed Allie. They hadn’t found out the sex of the babies, and he was glad that they’d waited. Knowing at the time of birth that he got one of each had been a blessing. He handed Cole to Allie, gave her one last kiss, and excused himself. He was the happiest fucking bear on the planet, and now it was time to finally share the news with the men he considered his family, that he was now a father. His time for solitude was over with. He couldn’t wait for the diapers, the crying, and of course spending time with his woman and children. This was what life was about, and he’d finally gotten the gift of a lifetime. He had his club, he had his woman, and now he had his babies. He was finally complete, and what a grand fucking feeling it was.