“Shut the fuck up, Axel,” Mac and Blaze say in unison.
Clearing his throat, Hades continues. “The rules remain the same, but there's nothing stopping you settling down with someone. You wanna make a claim on Brynn and Jovie, then I say, welcome to the family.”
Shouts and cheers ring out as all the guys congratulate me. Mac hands out some beers, and I sit back in my chair, feeling for the first time that everything is going to work out.
“Anyone home?” Brynn's voice calls out from the kitchen.Perfect timing. They must have used the side door and not themud room entrance. Not that it matters, but it’s the perfect opportunity to show them the clubhouse. We have a whole lot of shit to talk about now that I’ve let the guys know I'm claiming Brynn, including Brynn knowing that I'm claiming her. In hindsight, I should have probably talked with her first about it.
“In here,” Axel yells out, and I smack him over the back of the head, getting up from my seat and passing him.
“This way, baby. We're in the living room.”
“Oh wow, it’s so big in here,” Brynn says, stepping into the room. A wet strand of Jovie’s hair falling from under the beanie she has on. Pulling Brynn against me, I kiss her forehead, Jovie racing past us toward the guys.
“Axel, can we paint our nails now. You promised.”
“Well, shit, kid, you got me. Brynn, you good with that? I only have black.” He calls out.
Waving her hand in agreement, “No problem. Jovie listen to Axel.”
“Jon Bon, do not listen to Axel. Listen to Blaze.” Axel looks at us, shocked that we would question him. “You are many things, brother, but responsible isn't one of them. You good, Jon Bon?” She's perched on the edge of the couch, talking a mile a minute to the guys. Waving at us that she's fine, I take Brynn's hand and lead her up the stairs.
“Here are all the sleeping quarters. These ones we keep vacant in case we need them and this is where the guys sleep,” I say, walking down a hallway with scattered doors, some open and others closed. “This is technically my room, but I have only used it the one time.”
Walking into the small space, it lacks anything personal. A bare mattress, empty chest of drawers, and an attached bathroom.
“Thiswas your room?” she asks, pulling away from me and dragging her fingers along the bare surfaces like she did in the cabin.
“It was, but now I share a room with this woman who I'm a little bit obsessed with.” I sit on the edge of the bed, pulling her to stand between my open legs. Her breasts are the perfect height, and I smash my face into them, making a motorboat sound, her giggles ringing out.
“Grizz,” she laughs, and I'll be damned if I don't try and make her laugh every day.
“I’ve claimed you and Jovie as mine, Brynn.” Holding her around the waist and looking up at her wide eyes.
“Do I get a choice in this?” she says, brushing some of my hair out of my face. Slipping my hands under her shirt, I pull her closer until she's forced to straddle me, so she can feel how much I want her as she presses against my hard cock. Rolling her onto the bed, she spreads her legs as the weight of my body pins her down, and I leave a trail of soft kisses down her neck.
“I’ve claimed you and Jovie as mine,” I repeat, rolling my hips, her eyes fluttering when I hit the spot I’m looking for. “That means you're part of this club. That you will always have family here. That means wherever you go, I will follow. That you and your firecracker of a daughter have ignited something in my heart that had long stopped beating.” Her fingers tighten against my hands, holding them in place above her head while I rock against her. “I want every part of you, Brynn. You can have the rest of the afternoon to think about it but this thing between us is happening, baby.”
“Yes,” she moans. I'm not sure if it's because she's about to come or if she's saying yes to being mine, but either way, I don't care. There's no stopping this thing between us.
“And tonight, when Jovie's safely asleep in the loft. I’m going to need you to be as quiet as you can when I spread your pussy open and fuck you raw.”
She pushes her head into my shoulder, muffling her cries as her orgasm rips through her. Panting, trying to catch her breath, her hand caresses my cheek. Looking down at her, she licks her lips, trying to make sense of everything in those first, post orgasm minutes.
“Yes, Grizz. Every time my answer will be, yes.”
CHAPTER 18
CHAPTER 18 - BRYNN
We've been sitting on the couch for the past thirty minutes, my feet in Grizz’s lap as he lazily rubs them. I picked a book from his small collection and read several pages before peaking over the top to see how he was going. Instead of finding him nose deep reading, he was staring at me, hunger in his eyes, waiting. Jovie crawled into bed earlier and we agreed that we would wait to make sure she was asleep before either of us thought about sex.
Except, I never was very good at playing by the rules.
Placing my book on the floor, I match his gaze, wondering how much I can push this man before he caves. Earlier in the night I took off my bra, breathing a sigh of relief as the pressure on my shoulders eased. I don’t even think I have huge breasts but they are big enough to relish that feeling of freedom at the end of each day. Purposefully, I picked a button up flannel shirt from Grizz's closet, intent on a slow seduction when it was appropriate to do so. And from the fire in his eyes he's waiting for the right time too.
A small snore comes from the loft area, and I reach for the first button on my shirt. Focusing all of my attention on unclasping it, pulling my lower lip into my mouth, sucking on it, when a low growl comes from the other side of the couch.
I look up through my lashes at the man who has, in such a short period of time, stolen my heart and I know I'm exactly where I'm meant to be.
