Lily lost all control of her body as she fell, shaking, to the mattress with Shade following her down, pinning her under his weight as he continued to fuck her steadily. Lily’s nails tore at the sheets as he showed no mercy, forcing another orgasm out of her rippling pussy. His hands reached for her hand interweaving them together.
“My wife.” The relief and aching love in his voice and all it conveyed was shared with her in that moment of intimacy. Every minute and second he had waited had been torture for this man of hers.
Lily felt him shudder against her as his cock jerked his release deep within her. Lily lowered her head against the sheet, exhausted both mentally and physically.
Shade rolled to his side, pulling her to lay on his chest.
“Are you still mad at me?”
Shade twined a tendril of her hair through his fingers. “I don’t get mad at you, Lily. I’m a—”
Lily laughed. “A patient man. I know.”
“I didn’t want my jacket on her either, but I was trying to be a nice guy.” His words reminding her how often she had called him mean.
Lily lowered her head, ashamed. “I’m really sorry.”
Shade grinned. “You can show me that temper anytime.” His hand moved down to rub her bottom. “In private. I like to keep my business my own,” he clarified. “Are you sore?”
“No.” Lily shook her head, yawning.
Shade rose up with her, getting to his feet then carrying her to the bathroom. He sat her on her feet while he made a bath for her. She saw him pour something into the water.
“Rose and Lavender oils,” he told her.
Lily sank into the warm water when it was ready, leaning back against the tub as Shade went to the sink. She watched as he shaved, looking at his tattoo covered body. She didn’t know how she had gotten lucky enough to get Shade, just grateful she had.
“What are you thinking?” Shade asked his now familiar question. He liked control, that was for sure. He constantly wanted to know what she was thinking. She thought it was his own insecurity showing itself.
She caught his gaze in the mirror. “I was thinking, now would be a good time to tell you that I offered to throw Sex Piston’s baby shower tomorrow night.”
*
Shade stood in the kitchen with Razer, Viper and Stud, wondering how in the hell he had been put in this position. His eyes went to the other men and saw the same expression on their faces.
“I take it you’re having a boy,” Shade said.
Stud grinned proudly, the only man in the group not ashamed to admit he was pussy whipped. “Thank fuck. If it had been a girl, I had my escape plan in place.”
Shade watched Lily hand Sex Piston a blue stroller made of diapers that she had stayed up half the night to make. When he had asked why not just give her the fucking pack of diapers, she had looked like he had cracked his whip across her ass. After that, he had kept his mouth shut.
Shade heard Crazy Bitch question Lily about his tats. He reached in the cabinet by Viper’s head for his liquor bottle then grabbed enough glasses for the other men.
He was pouring himself a glass when he heard a sudden burst of laughter.
“Shade helped you make my gift?” Sex Piston’s disbelieving voice rose over the giggles.
“Yes, Shade brags all the time about how patient he is, but I never would have believed he would have helped like he did. He counted out the diapers, then made the wheels, and when I couldn’t thread the ribbon through the top, he did it for me.” His wife’s damning words had the men looking at him with amusement on their faces.
He added another two fingers of whiskey to his glass.
“Patient? She actually thinks you’re patient?” Viper almost choked on his drink.
“Shut the fuck up,” Shade threatened, pouring himself another drink. It was a sad day when his brethren had the courage to laugh at him. The men at least were smart enough to smother their laughter.
“He’s nothing like Train then.” Shade winced for Train as Killyama dissected their fuck session. His fellow brother did not come out well.
When the women moved on to asking Lily questions, his hand was shaking as he poured the men their refills. It was a good thing he had wanted to wait a couple of weeks before he used his favorite toy on his wife again or she would have been complaining over the pretty sunrise pattern he promised himself she would receive for putting him through this torture.
Lily came into the kitchen, pulling out the large pitcher of tea she had made, stopping briefly to brush a kiss on his cheek. His eyes followed the jiggle of her ass as she went back into the living room.
His president put his arm around his shoulder. “Don’t worry, Shade. It could be worse. You could be Train.”
Chapter 37
Friday
Lily walked down the pathway from her house, down to the parking lot. She still felt a thrill when she said my house, my husband. It had only been four days since their marriage, so she was sure it was going to feel that way for a while. She hoped it always did. She never wanted to take what she was feeling for granted.
Shade had to be at work two hours before she had to open the church store at nine. Curiously, she saw Shade, Razer, Rider and Train talking in the parking lot. It was unusual so early in the morning that all three were outside.