Taming Blade (Kings Reapers MC Book 5), Nicola Jane [books for 7th graders TXT] 📗

trying to still me, but my jerking causes enough friction that he’s soon crying out my name and his body flanks mine. He pants hard into my neck as his own shudders subside.

Chapter Seventeen

BLADE

I’ve never come so hard like I just did with my Sunshine. I glance over at her naked body beside me. Her eyes are closed, but I can tell by her breathing that she’s still awake. I roll onto my side and flick my tongue over the closest nipple. She smiles but her eyes remain closed. “I wanna meet your mum,” I say, latching onto the nipple and gently tugging it between my teeth.

“Please don’t talk about my mum while you’re sucking on my nipple,” she mutters, batting me away.

I prop myself up on my elbow and use my free hand to stroke small circles over her stomach. I imagine what it’ll look like rounded with my baby and it brings a warm feeling to my chest. “Tell me about her,” I say.

“Why?” she asks.

“I wanna know what it was like to have a mum, a normal one,” I say, and she opens one eye and looks at me.

“She’s great. A little crazy. She’s bi-polar, so she has good days and bad, but when she’s good, she’s jumpy and over-excited, and when she’s bad, she’s . . .” she trails off. “What happened to your mum?”

I move my hand down between her legs and trail a finger through her folds. Her legs clamp shut. “Stop distracting me,” she whispers.

I tug her legs apart again and move so I’m between them, resting my arms either side of her head. “She wasn’t a very nice person,” I mutter, placing a gentle kiss on her lips.

“What did she do?”

“She made my childhood hell. She was a drunk, an addict, and a poor excuse for a woman let alone a mother.”

“Is she still alive?” she asks, her eyes full of pity.

I kiss her again, but this time, I catch her lower lip between my teeth and gently tug it before slamming into her again. She gasps, pulling her lip free and gripping onto my shoulders.

She stands over me, leering down, and I flinch. I must have fallen to sleep. Damn it. The room is dark apart from the fuzzy screen flashing on the small television in the corner of the room. Her bony fingers lash out and grip my jaw in a tight, bruising hold. “You ruined my life,” she spits. I’m used to her venomous words and cruel blows. “I will never love you.”

She drags her dirty nails across my cheek and I hiss. “He’s left me again because of you,” she cries, slapping the same cheek. I curl myself into a ball as she rains down blows over my head and body. Protect the head—that’s what I read somewhere. The head is the most important part to protect from heavy blows. The attack only lasts a few minutes. She’s weak from lack of food and tired because she needs a fix.

I jerk awake and Tillie is gently stroking my chest. She smiles kindly and I wince. Fuck, I must have been dreaming again. “You sounded like you were crying,” she whispers.

I grab her by the arms and lift her so she’s straddling me. “This isn’t the way to keep distracting me from asking questions.” She smiles as she sinks onto my erection. Seems to be working so far.

TILLIE

I’m sore. Blade is insatiable and I don’t have the stamina to match. He left to go shower and change ten minutes ago, and I need to fill Sara in, so I creep across the landing and gently tap on her bedroom door. It’s mid-afternoon and I know she’s hiding from Lake. She doesn’t answer, so I let myself in. Sara is on the toilet in her en suite bathroom, and she looks up in surprise and freezes when she sees me. In her hand is a white plastic stick. My eyes widen and she bursts into tears.

“Oh crap,” I mutter, rushing towards her and dropping to my knees so I can wrap her in a hug.

“This says twelve weeks,” she sobs, waving the stick around. “Twelve fucking weeks. I’ve had periods.”

“And it’s Lake’s?” I ask.

She nods. “I’m so stupid,” she wails.

“It happens. It’s a good thing. You’ll be a great mum,” I say, adding an unsure smile.

“Please,” she cries. “There’s not a maternal bone in my entire body. Lake will run a mile and my dad will cut me off completely.”

“Let’s not panic. We can sort this out, but you need to get your head around it first. It’s a shock.”

I pass her some tissues, then wait for her in her bedroom. When she joins me, her eyes are red and swollen. “You never said you were late,” I say.

“You had so much going on. I was only late this month. I had periods as normal before that. What the fuck am I gonna do?”

“Are you gonna tell Lake?”

She shakes her head. “No. He doesn’t want kids. He told me once when we were talking. It’s why I thought we were so well matched.” She laughs sadly. “I’m gonna have to get rid of it, Tillie,” she almost whispers. “I’m not cut out to be a mum, especially not a single one.”

“I’ll support you whatever, you know that. But just take a couple of days to let it sink in.”

The door opens and Lake pops his head in. Sara almost chokes and shoves the plastic stick at me. He sees the exchange and his eyes narrow. “What’s that?” he asks as I hold it behind my back.

“Nothing. What do you want?” asks Sara.

He steps into the room and snatches the stick from my hand. Sara pales and Lake’s eyes widen. “What the fuck?” he growls.

“It’s not mine,” says Sara, nervously laughing.

Lake looks at me. “Shit, does Blade know?”

I glance at Sara, my mouth opening and closing with nothing coming out. “It’s okay, I won’t tell