Renewed (Awakened #2) (16 page)

“Stefan,” I moaned.

“Say it again.”

“Stefan!”

He quickly put his hand over my mouth. “
Shh
...” He had a devilish grin on his face. He withdrew his finger and pulled my high-heeled feet up and slipped my shoes off me. Then he pulled my panties down around my ankles.

“These are mine.” He stuffed them in his pockets.

“Their new!” I tried to protest, but he didn’t say anything else. He unzipped his pants and let his manhood spring out.

“What do you want?” he asked.

“You know what I want,” I replied.

“I want to hear you say it.”

“I want you.”

“Do you want me inside of you?” he asked.

“Yes.”

He pulled me closer and slid inside me. “I could die a happy man right now,” he whispered. He pulled back, almost slipping out of me, then shoved back. I tilted my head back, letting the pleasure ignite through me. He squeezed my ass harder as he continued to thrust.

“Look at me,” he finally growled. I brought my head back down, meeting his hard gaze. “How did I get so lucky?” he asked as he slammed into me again.

I cried out as the orgasm ricocheted through my entire body. “Stefan!” I cried out.

“Give it to me baby, I want to feel you,” he whispered as my muscles tightened around his length. “Sweet Jesus! Fuck!” Stefan growled into my ear as I felt his hot liquid shoot inside of me. He was squeezing my ass harder now, but the pain had become pleasure. He lowered his head onto my shoulder, still slowly rocking his hips. We both were out of breath, and our hearts were pounding.

“Mine.”

Stefan kissed my shoulder, pulled my dress strap back on and lifted his head, kissing me on the lips, slowly and passionately. He pulled out of me leaving me feeling empty. Stefan tucked himself back inside his pants and zipped them up.

“You can have these back, you might need them.” He flashed a devilish smile. Oh, he knew his game all
to
well. I grabbed my panties out of his hand and pulled them back on.

“Thanks.” My voice dripped with sarcasm.

 
I scooted off his desk, slipped my panties back on and pulled my skirt down. “Ready to start your day?” he asked, adjusting his tie.

“My day has already started.” I smirked at him.

“Get your sweet ass out there.” He slapped my ass as I walked by him towards the door. I let out a small yelp as I rubbed my backside.

“Stop,” I said as I opened the door, my cheeks flushing as I saw Bridget typing away on her computer. The door quickly slammed shut as I was pulled back and thrust against the wall.

Stefan ran his first finger down my neck to my chest, our lips so close I could kiss him. “You will never tell me what I can and cannot do to you. Understood?” His voice was low, almost a growl, and his eyes were dark.

“Yes.”

“Good girl.”

He opened the door into the lobby.

Chapter Fifteen

My mom use to tell me that nobody was stuck in whatever problems they were facing forever. She always said there was a light at the end of the tunnel, and no matter how bad your situation was at the moment, it wouldn’t last. Things always had to get bad before they could get better.

I’d always wondered when my light at the end of the tunnel would come.

Tomorrow was my sixteenth birthday—I was supposed to be excited. Ready to drive and have freedom from my parents. But the truth was, I wasn’t excited. My Aunt Carol said tomorrow would be special because it was my birthday...I hated ‘special’.

I tossed and turned in my bed, hoping I would eventually drift asleep and wake up from this horrible nightmare I was living. I tried to tell my dad once about everything that had happened. Yeah, big mistake. He told Aunt Carol, and two days later I was punished.

Sometimes when I was being punished, I would escape. I would leave this reality and be in my own head. Everything was better in my own head...even Aunt Carol. I tried to push it away, compartmentalize it in the back of my head and forget about it.

After school, I climbed into Aunt Carol’s Lexus. “Hello, boy.” She smiled as I put on my seat belt.

She pulled out onto the main road, heading for her house. Nobody talked during the drive, I knew what was coming and so did she.

We pulled up to her house, and she turned the car off and looked at me. “Inside.”

“I’d rather not.” I wouldn’t allow her to treat me this way anymore.

“Excuse me?” She looked like she had been slapped.

“No.” I opened the car door and calmly stepped out. Time for me to act like a grown man.

“Don’t you dare walk away from me!” she hollered as I walked to her front door, swinging my backpack up on my shoulders. I opened the door and closed it behind me, my heart in my stomach. If I was going to face her, now was the time.

I heard the car door lock, and I knew it would only be a matter of minutes before she came busting through the door looking for me. I locked it and ran upstairs into the dungeon—the room was filled with whips, leather, restraints. I pulled my backpack off me and grabbed what I needed, my body facing the door, waiting for her to open it.

“Stefan! Hiding is such a childish thing to do.” She was getting closer. “Are you in here, waiting?” She opened the door and froze. “What the hell are you doing?” Her eyes flickered back and forth between my eyes and the gun that was pointed at her.

“I’ve had enough.”

 
I cleared my throat. I couldn’t let her know how nervous I was.

“Child! Have you lost it?” She raised her voice, taking a step and entering the room.

“I’m not a child!” I yelled at her. “Don’t move, Carol. This stops now.” I was trying to calm my heart that was slamming against my chest.

“Oh my!” She started laughing a deep, dark laugh. “You don’t have the BALLS to shoot that gun, kid!” She let the word ease off her tongue. She was right. I couldn’t kill her, but I could scare the shit out of her.

“I’m serious!” I lied. “Stay back! I have no reason to keep you here.” I had to steady my shaky hands.

“Give me the gun!” she demanded.

“I’m not doing this anymore. You don’t get to punish me ever again, you sick fuck! This,” I pointed around the room, “This is done! I never want to hear from you ever again. I don’t even want to know that you still breathe the same oxygen I do!”

 
I lowered my voice. “Now, I am going to walk out of this house, and I will never, never hear from you again, understood?”

“You really think that this will be the end of me?” she asked, not moving.

“You can live your life on this Earth however you choose without contacting my family, or you can live it in Hell. Your choice, but you’re no longer making my life a living Hell. I’ve had enough.”

“Get out!” she yelled at me. I grabbed my backpack and put it around one shoulder, keeping the gun pointed at her. I walked around her and out the door, then ran downstairs and opened the door.

“You bastard child! This isn’t over!” she yelled at me as I closed the door. I shoved the gun into my backpack and hooked my other arm through the strap.

Now what? I stepped down the couple of steps and began walking. I didn’t know what would happen next, but right now there was a faint light at the end of my tunnel and I was running towards it.

I grabbed my phone and called the only person who would ever believe me.

Chapter Sixteen

“Are you sure you want to know the sex?” Stefan asked on the way to our doctor appointment.

“Yes.” I folded my arms, prepared for a fight. He wanted to wait until right when they baby was born. I, on the other hand, was not very patient and refused to wait.

“I’m just saying...it would be a fun surprise.”

“I hate surprises.”

 
I looked at the window. We had already waited longer than necessary to find out the sex of the baby. It was now April, and I was due in May...we could have found out a lot sooner.

We pulled into the parking space at the doctor’s office. Stefan put the car in park and opened my door before I could get my seat belt completely unbuckled. He grabbed my hand and wrapped his fingers around mine as we made our way into the building.

Once we were back in the room, I laid down and pulled my shirt up, waiting for the doctor.

“Hello!”

We both turned towards the door to see Dr. Morgan walk into our room. Stefan reached his hand out and gently shook hers.

“How are we doing?” she asked as she walked around, getting the sonogram machine started.

“We’re doing good,” I answered as Stefan grabbed my hand.

“Ready to see the baby?” she asked as she squeezed the cold gel onto the lower part of my stomach.

“More
then
ever.” I smiled.

She put the wand on my stomach—I had a defined belly bump now— and started spreading the gel around. Stefan and I both looked at the sonogram machine, waiting to see our little bean.

“Here we go,” Dr. Morgan said as our baby came into sight on the screen. “Here’s the baby. Looks very healthy.”

I smiled, and part of me wanted to cry. Seeing something that was created out of love was a miracle, something I would always treasure. My belly was doing flips as I saw the baby kicking and moving around on the screen. It was a truly magical feeling.

“Are we wanting to know the sex yet?” Dr. Morgan asked, looking at us for approval.

“Yes!” I blurted out, not giving Stefan a moment to object. “I’m sorry.” I laughed. “We are ready to know.” Stefan smiled at me and squeezed my hand.

“Not sure, Dad?” Dr. Morgan asked.

“Not sure,” Stefan replied in a whisper.

“How about this. I will write it down on a piece of paper, and you two can decide the perfect moment to look at it. How’s that?”

I inwardly screamed. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could wait, but I smiled at Stefan.
Compromise.

“Sounds perfect.” Stefan smiled, showing his approval.

“Okay, if you two would turn your head, I’ll see what this baby is, then write it down.” We both turned our heads towards the white wall next to us.

After a moment, we turned our heads back, and Dr. Morgan folded up the paper and handed it to me. I tried to grab it, but Stefan snatched it out of my hand. “I’ll hold onto this.” He smiled at me. It took everything in me not to reach over and slap that grin off his face.

“We are still on track for the due date. Your baby looks very healthy right now. You have about a month until due date, so I would start finishing up last minute tasks and getting prepared,” Dr. Morgan said as she wiped the gel off my belly.

“Thank you.” I smiled at her.

“You’re very welcome. I will see you back next week. You two take care.” She smiled as she exited the room. I unlinked my hand with Stefan’s and pulled my shirt down and set up.

“Ready to go?” Stefan asked.

“Yes.”

“Okay, let me see the paper.”

I walked over the couch and sat down. I was like a kid on Christmas morning.

Stefan sat down next to me and pulled the paper out his pocket. “Why do you want to know so bad?” he asked, fingering the paper.

“Why do you not want to know?” I countered.

“Because then...then it’s real.”

“It’s already pretty real to me.” I rubbed my stomach. It’s different when you’re able to feel the baby move around and kick.

“Okay.” He breathed out. “Ready?” I nodded and practically jumped out of my spot on the couch. I watched his facial expressions for a clue as he read the paper, but nothing gave hint to a boy or a girl.

“Tell me!” I blurted out.

“Girl...”

His eyes met mine.

“It’s a girl?” I jumped up.

“Yes.”

“Oh my gosh!” I started laughing and jumped on him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He chuckled and wrapped his arms around my waist, squeezing me tight.

“I’m glad you’re happy, baby.”

“Thank you for giving me the most perfect life.” I met his eyes with mine.

“You’re the one who gave me the perfect life. I couldn’t imagine it turning out any other way.” He leaned in and kissed me.

“I need to call Kennedy.” I leaned up. “And you need to call your mother.” I couldn’t stop smiling.

“Let the endless shopping begin,” Stefan said as I stood to my feet.

I smiled at him as I grabbed my phone. “I can’t wait to start buying things for little Annabelle!”

“Annabelle?” Stefan asked as he stood up, walking towards the kitchen.

“What?” I whipped around, facing him. “You said Annabelle.”

“No. No, I didn’t.”
Oh shit
.

“Yes, you did. You’ve already named
her
?” He was digging in the cabinets for food.

“No, I just thought of it.” I had my phone in my hands, ready to call Kennedy.

“Aren’t we supposed to make these decisions together?” he asked, finding a bag of chips.

“It’s not set in stone, Stefan. I just thought of it, and I really love it.” I turned around and walked out the back door, closing it behind me.

I sat down in a chair and dialed Kennedy’s number. It rang a couple of times before she picked up.

“Hello!” She was laughing and sounded out of breath.

“Kennedy? What are you doing?”

“Stop it, Ayden! Yes, it’s Jen...okay I get it!” There was a pause. “Get out of here, you pussy! Ha! Okay, baby.” I waited. “Sorry, Jen. What’s up?”

“What was that all about?”

“Ayden, we were wrestling before you called and I pretty much won, so...”

“Kneeing him in his balls don’t count, Ken.”

“DOES TOO! Plus, he had me pinned down and was tickling me. I had no choice. Fight or flight, Jennifer.” I could tell she was smiling. “Okay, I’m setting down now.
What’cha
doing?”

“I’ve got some exciting news.”

“You and Stefan are moving us to Bora Bora?” She sounded hopeful.

“No.”

“Ugh! Okay, well no matter what you say, now it won’t be as good.”

“Found out the sex of the baby today.”

“You did? Okay...spill it,
chica
. Will I have a niece or a nephew?”

“You will have...”

Stefan opened the back door. His shirt was off and he looked delicious standing there in just a pair of jeans. He winked at me and pointed towards the bedroom. I held up my first finger and mouthed
hang on
.

“Tell ass clown to get out of there so you can talk to me!” Kennedy yelled in my ear.

Go call your mom
, I mouthed. He slumped his shoulders and closed the door. “I’m sorry, where was I?”

“Girl or boy? Jennifer, you can have sex with your husband after we get off the phone!”

“Girl,” I half whispered.

“You’re having a girl?” Her voice was on the edge of excitement.

“Yes.”

“OH MY GOD!!!! Ayden! Ayden, they’re having a girl! ... No, dumb ass, Jennifer and Stefan. They’re having a girl ... Ayden said to tell his
cuz
congrats. I am so happy! A little girl. What are you going to name her?”

“I really like Annabelle Marie.” I rubbed my stomach as she started moving around, giving me instant butterflies.

“I really like that name too. Does Stefan?”

I rolled my eyes. “I accidentally mentioned it and he kind of freaked out.”

“Well, who cares? I think it’s a beautiful name, and I know he will love it too. Just have to give him time. Well I’ll let you go eat your delicious husband now. Don’t choke.” Kennedy started laughing.

“Kennedy!” I couldn’t help but laugh with her as I walked back into the house. “
Gah
! Shut up.”

“Love
ya
.” She was still laughing.

“Love
ya
too, sis,” I said before hanging up. I looked over at the kitchen and saw Stefan sitting on the counter, talking on his cell phone, his feet swinging back and forth.

“Yes, Mom. We are both very excited. She can’t wait ... I have to come down there for business in a couple of weeks. I was planning on going by myself, but I’ll have to bring Jennifer down there so everyone can see her.”

“Are they coming up here for the birth?” I whispered to him.

“Mom, Jennifer wants to know if you guys plan on coming up here when the baby is born?” He nodded his head after a moment and looked at me. I nodded.

“Alright, Mom. I love you too.” He hung up the phone. “Task completed.” He hopped down off the counter and walked over to me, spreading my legs apart. “It’s amazing how well I fit between your legs.” He ran his hands up and down over my jeans.

“It’s amazing how well my legs fit around you.” I wrapped my arms around his waist.

“You are so sexy.” He nuzzled my neck.

“I am so pregnant.” I didn’t feel sexy anymore with this growing baby bump, but Stefan reminded me every day.

“You’re glowing all the time.” He put his mouth on mine, giving me a passionate kiss, his tongue separating my lips. He lifted my shirt over my head, our lips parting and then coming back together like a magnet. I started undoing his belt and pulled his jeans and boxers down as far as I could. His hard cock sprang out of his pants. I wrapped my hand around it as he sighed a deep heavy breath into my mouth.