But to me… after everything that had happened…
The apartment door blasted open. Knox took two steps in and stopped. He shut the door and stared at me. I dropped my hands to my sides and my eyes filled with tears again. This time, I didn’t hold them back. I slowly pointed to the table, where the pregnancy test was.
There was no denying this test. It was full-on-double-lines-you-are-fucking-pregnant.
I shook it like it would change or something.
But I didn’t want it to change.
I was carrying Knox’s baby!
His seed… my body… the rest of our lives.
Knox walked to the table and stood there. He made fists and put them on the table as he stared at the pregnancy test.
I looked at the logo on his back. He was a mile wide.
Reaper’s Bastards MC.
Notorious bad boys in town and in the city. They all had a criminal record. Knox’s father was in a prison with a life sentence. His one friend - King - was in prison on death row.
Yet, to me, they weren’t bad guys.
They were guys who did bad things for the greater good.
That didn’t justify breaking the law, but to them, they were outlaws. They didn’t have laws. They had their own set of rules to live by.
“Knox…”
He looked over his shoulder. “Darlin’, I have to ask this. I need you to not get mad.”
“What?”
“This… definitely mine?”
“Yes,” I said. “I swear.”
Knox slowly turned. I had no idea what to expect. I should have been the one on the pill. Knox had enough on his plate. He shouldn’t have to worry about sex. And a man like Knox should never have to cover up his dick when he wanted to fuck.
Was I blaming myself for getting pregnant?
Knox stepped toward me. “Fuck, darlin’…”
“Please say something.”
Knox came closer and put a hand to my belly. “Mine.”
“Yours,” I whispered.
“Ours,” Knox said.
When our eyes met it was an intense flurry of emotions I never thought possible. Next thing I knew I jumped up into his arms. I wrapped my legs around him and we started to kiss. His hands spread across my back. He had the biggest hands I’d ever felt in my life.
Knox turned and walked me to the table. He plopped me down and swatted the pregnancy test off the table. He grabbed a chair and threw it like it was a toothpick. It slammed into the wall. He pulled me tight to his body and started to kiss down my neck. I put my head back, groaning with pleasure and relief. I tried to touch him but he grabbed my hands and made me grip the edge of the table.
It was so fucking hot. He always took complete control. I loved losing myself to him every chance I got.
His eager hands tore at my pants and ripped them down my legs. His hands came right back up and grabbed the sides of my panties. I lifted my ass up and he tore so hard I heard them start to rip. I let out a shuddering cry and had no idea what to expect.
Here I had thought for a second that maybe Knox would be mad at me or something.
The second my panties hit the floor, it was like time stopped.
Knox put his right hand to my stomach and gently pushed, forcing me to my elbows. I opened my legs, showing my sex. I was tender, dripping wet, almost shivering from the heat that raged for him.
His eyes locked to my eyes for a second.
Then he spoke one word.
“Mine.”
I nodded.
Of course I’m yours, Knox. I’ve always been yours. I’ll always be yours. We created life together.
His free hand reached forward and his thumb pressed to the hood of my clit. He started to peel me back but stopped, only to twist his thumb, sending an electric shock of pleasure through my body. Pins and needles attacked my legs and I thrust forward on impulse, letting out another whimper.
His thumb slid down and sank into my pussy.
“Fuck, darlin’,” he said. “My seed… my future…”
I took a hand off the table and reached for Knox’s face. My fingertips grazed the scruff on his face. “Yes, Knox. Ours. Together. The way we always wanted.”
His hand on my belly squeezed just a little. I could see in his eyes he was really feeling the emotion and connection. That was the greatest gift I could have ever gotten in my life. Right then I knew he’d be a great father to our son or daughter. I’d never worry about it again.
As he slipped his thumb up to my clit again, I jumped at him, letting out a growl.
“Oh, darlin’,” he said. “You’re so ready.”
I scratched at his neck. “Taste me, Knox. Be my outlaw.”
“I am your outlaw, Ana,” he said. “Forever.”
His hands grabbed my hips and pulled me to the edge of the table. Knox dropped to one knee before me as though he was going to ask me to marry him.
He came forward and gently kissed my damp labia.
It made me shiver feeling the prickling of his facial hair against such a tender part of my body.
Then his tongue came forward and tasted me. His hands eased around to the middle of my back. Then in one quick motion he pulled me forward and thrust his tongue forward.
I let out a scream and grabbed his hair.
“Knox!” I yelled. “Fuck!”