I was certain there was more to the story but judging by the way he was glaring at them, I probably didn’t want to know. Instead of asking, I gave into my hunger and dug into the stack of pancakes after slathering them with syrup. But I made a mental note to ask Cat about it later.
11
Doc
I should never have brought her out of our room without my cut. I had no fucking clue what I was thinking. While Oakley ate, I shot off a quick text to Mac. When it became apparent that the men of the Silver Saints fell fast and hard, our prez had a stash of “property of” vests made so that when we needed one, rather than taking weeks to order it, we only needed to have the names added as long as he had the right size. Hopefully, I’d have my property patch on Oakley by Monday.
Grey took his plate to the sink, and on his way out of the room, he sent a pointed glance at Snowball who was sleeping in my lap. “Heard you were pussy-whipped,” he murmured with a grin.
“If you don’t want to lose your teeth, then shut the fuck up and get lost,” I growled. He just burst out laughing as he walked to the door. Before he got too far, I had a thought and shouted, “Spread the word. Off-limits!”
Grey waved a hand in acknowledgment then disappeared.
I turned back to my woman who was just finishing up, and she giggled. “I guess I see what you meant this morning.”
“About what, baby?” I asked casually, enjoying the way she laughed and smiled.
“About jealousy being hot.”
That got my full attention. “Is that so?”
She nodded almost shyly, which made me smile because she certainly hadn’t been shy the night before.
“Guess I better take advantage,” I grunted as I got to my feet, dumping Snowball on the chair I’d been using. The little ball of fluff could wait down here with Cat and Scout while we were busy in bed. Then I bent over and scooped Oakley into my arms, heading straight for the stairs.
When we reached the top, I couldn’t hold back any longer and kissed her sweet mouth as I made my way to our room. At the door, I reluctantly ripped my mouth away from hers and set her on her feet. After opening it, I put light pressure on her stomach to back her into the room, then slammed the door shut behind me.
My mouth was on hers immediately, and by the time we’d stumbled to the bed, our clothes were gone. I lifted Oakley, and her legs locked around my waist so that we fell onto the mattress together.
Suddenly, I saw a flash of white fluff in my peripheral vision before I felt the slight movement of Snowball landing on the mattress. I’d been so absorbed in kissing Oakley that I hadn’t realized he’d followed us up here.
I turned my head, and he was practically glaring at me as if insulted that he hadn’t been invited to the fun. I gave him an even more ferocious scowl, and after a second, he backed up and jumped off the bed, running over to disappear into his crate.
Oakley giggled, and the corners of my mouth kicked up at the sound. I fucking loved it when she smiled or laughed…or did anything at all. I loved everything about her. I wanted to tell her, but I didn’t think she was ready. To keep myself from blurting it out, I slid down her body and devoured her pussy. After driving her to a quick orgasm, I climbed back up and stopped to hover over her stomach, bending down to place a soft kiss on her belly.
Once I was covering her from head to toe, I stared into her eyes as I said, “If you aren’t already pregnant, gonna fix that right now.”
Excitement flared in Oakley’s eyes, and I grinned. “Like the sound of that, don’t you, baby? You want my fat cock filling you with come until you’re carrying my baby?”
Oakley bit her lip, still a little unsure, despite the longing in her eyes. It was clear that she hadn’t really thought about whether it was something she wanted or not.
“Always gonna take care of take care of you, baby. And that means making sure all of your dreams come true.”
The last of the hesitancy clouding her features cleared away, and her brown orbs glinted with hope.
Desire burned in my gut, and my control was razor thin. Keeping eye contact, I slowly slid inside her, carefully because her tight pussy was still getting used to my girth. Oakley’s eyes rolled to the back of her head, and her back arched, thrusting her tits up. “Look at me, baby,” I commanded. I waited for her head to lift, then I sucked one of her distended peaks into my mouth as I retreated and thrust back in. Once again, she looked away, and I growled, “Eyes on me, Oakley.”