“I know, baby. I know. Don’t you worry. Leave that shit to me. You need to stay calm and not get upset. Think of the baby you’re carrying. He or she is depending on you to protect them and that means you leave all the stress for me to handle. As for that fuckin’ so called father of yours don’t worry, baby, I’ve got you covered. No one is gonna get their hands on you,” he murmurs.
Nodding I lean into him to press my forehead against Chains’ chest.
“Come on, Bitsy, let’s get you cleaned up and back into bed. It’s still early in the morning,” he declares.
“Oh God. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you due to my nightmare which caused me to have to vomit,” I grumble, sitting up. “I need to clean up and brush my teeth.”
“Go ahead, do what you need to do. Then I’m putting you back to bed. Like I said, I’m making sure nothing happens to you,” Chains says sternly as he helps me up off the bathroom floor.
“Does that mean I get to be carried around everywhere like Cleopatra?” I ask being a smartass.
“If I fuckin’ have to, I’ll build one of those cushioned things they used back then and fuck yeah you will, baby. You’re my queen and I’m not about to take any chance with you. Already chanced it once and I’m one lucky fucker to not have lost you. I can only imagine what could have happened if someone came upon you when you were walking away from me.”
And right there is the reason I knew without a doubt I could take him back as easily as I did. Chains loves me as much as I do him. He’s my everything as I am his. Together we’re stronger than we are apart. Especially when it comes to me. I don’t think I have strength within my soul without him to help lift me up.
In a world full of people who look down on me, Chains makes sure I never feel the brutal hit of it all.
Chapter Thirteen
Chains
“When’s your doctor’s appointment?” I ask Tiny as I help her put the twins in their highchairs. A week has passed since we’ve been married.
I wouldn’t say the week hasn’t been uneventful. The morning after, once we had Tiny’s stomach settled from her nightmare that caused her to rush to the bathroom and throw up, I told her what we knew about her father. I held my woman while she freaked out. I knew she’d want to leave to protect our daughter, I saw it in her face, but I’m glad she chose to stay in order for me to protect her. Not that I’d have let her get away from me again.
Like I told her, I spent that short amount of time after finding out she’d left me thinking I might not find her. That something could have happened to her and nearly lost my mind. Tiny’s my everything and I hope she’ll forever trust in me to keep her safe.
The rest of the week has been a blur as my brothers patrolled the area. We tried to find Sera. Which I told Tiny and I swear the woman’s head about blew. It took me turning her mind to something else, for instance my cock inside her pussy, to make her calm down. Or well switch her anger to passion.
Tiny’s always been up for anything but I forgot how wet she would get when pregnant with the twins. Where when she’s not pregnant she can be drenching her panties and soaking my cock within minutes. Whereas pregnant she’s fuckin’ gushing on my cock the moment I sink inside her pussy.
Best yet, she’ll put the kids down for a nap and come to my office, lock the door, and strip out of her clothes in order to have me fuck her across my desk, one of the chairs, the couch to the side, even better have her ride my cock while I sit behind my desk.
Yesterday, she’d been suckin’ my cock from underneath the desk and it’s a damn good thing you can’t see under it and I was able to adjust myself to keep my brothers from seeing what was happening when they burst through the door. Tiny forgot to lock the damn thing. They knew something was up from the smirks on their faces and left a moment after entering stating to let them know when I wasn’t busy.
Fuckers thought it was fuckin’ hilarious and decided to start a pool on when I’ll be found in another compromising position with my ol’ lady.
“I have one this afternoon. Angelina was able to get me in with one of her colleagues at the hospital,” she murmurs, tilting her head to look up at me with her beautiful smile.
The very same smile I can’t get enough of.
“What time?” I ask, needing to make plans in order to take her. I’m not taking any chances with her safety, nor our kids. With this being the first time she’ll be leaving the clubhouse since we found out her dad is in the area somewhere, I’ll be making sure we ride out deep. I’ll also be making sure to keep Brook surrounded by protection here at the clubhouse while we’re gone.
“It’s at noon,” she remarks as she switches her focus from me to getting what she needs for the twins’ breakfast.
“Okay,” I mutter as Brook and River take that moment to give a high-pitched squeal demanding my attention. Looking to them, their smiles warm my heart. They maybe twins and share some features but where River looks a lot like me, Brook, I
