Defiant Dodge by Naomi Porter

Epilogue

Emilee ~ Seven years later

I waved good-bye to my three sweeties in Storm’s SUV as he drove it off the compound. It was his day to shuttle his kids and mine to school. I loved Wednesdays for that very reason.

My morning was free until eleven thirty, when I needed to leave to pick up Dezi from preschool. She was our youngest child and our last. After our second child, Demi, was born, we’d had our hands full with a newborn and an active thirteen-month-old.

Then a couple of months after Demi turned one, I peed on a stick, and Dezi arrived eight months later. By the third kid, we’d stuck with D-names. Dante, Demi, and Dezi, short for Desirae, were terrific kids.

Having three kids in four years had been a major undertaking, one Danny and I embraced wholeheartedly. We adored being parents, loved our children to the moon and back. But we couldn’t have done it without the help of our MC family.

I sensed him exit the clubhouse before I saw him approach the house.

“All clear, Em?”

I held back a smile. “All clear for what?” The sound of his boots crunching on the gravel made my heart rate kick up a notch.

“Don’t tease me, Em. I need my wife.”

A shiver of excitement speared down my spine. Over the past month, the flu had made its way through all the kids in the club. Our three were the last to get it. Danny and I had been running ragged for a week and a half, caring for our kids.

Little D and Demi had managed to make it to the toilet instead of spewing on themselves. But Dezi? She’d needed a pail close by and had insisted on sleeping in our room. On the floor at the foot of our bed, she’d been camped out for a week. My sweet girl had it coming out at both ends.

There’d been lots of crying and gagging. My poor Danny, he hadn’t done well with bodily fluids spraying all over the place.

Hence his needy tone. My man needed some lovin’.

He came up behind me, and his hands gripped my waist. His lips brushed down my neck.

My head fell back, giving him more access. “Wow, I missed you.”

“You have ten seconds to get your sweet ass inside our house before I rip that pretty blue dress off your body and fuck you right here in the dirt. One, two—”

I spun around. “Danny!”

“Three, four.” He unbuckled his belt. “Five, six. Better run, Em. I’ll take you right here in front of God and whoever walks out of the clubhouse. Seven.” He unzipped his jeans.

I squealed and bolted.

Danny wasn’t one to be tested. If he said he’d fuck me on the dirt driveway, he would. All the kids were at school. Fucking in front of his brothers wasn’t something we did, like others in the club. Open sex didn’t faze anyone. There was no shock value in it.

His heavy steps ratcheted my heart rate up some more.

I giggled, running into the house and down the hallway to our bedroom. I quickly removed my dress, so Danny didn’t shred it to pieces.

The front door slammed shut.

He was coming. “I want you on the bed, Em. Legs spread.”

Oh, mercy.

I did as he commanded. I loved when he dominated me.

All we’d been having were quickies. When an opportunity presented itself, we took it. Most of the time, it was in the bathroom or at night after we’d put the kids to bed. Nothing stopped us from connecting for a lightning-fast release.

After seven years, we were still on fire for each other—maybe more so now than before.

Giddy and totally aroused, I positioned myself on the bed.

Danny charged into the room. “Fuck, I need you.” His pants were down, his cock straining for me. “Do not touch me when I eat you out. I know you’ll want to. But don’t, Em. You hear me?” He was frantically taking off his boots.

I bobbed my head. When he was this desperate for me, he’d come in the blink of an eye if I touched him.

He kicked off his last boot and dove face first for my pussy. I grabbed our metal headboard, holding tightly for the wild ride. Danny had been right. I wanted to hold onto his head and buck against his face.

Danny’s tongue went crazy, slurping me up. The sensations whirling through my body overwhelmed me. I lifted my hips, digging my toes into the mattress.

“Danny, please,” I cried when my orgasm started to take form. I wanted his cock. Needed him to pound me into the bed. Hard and fast, penetrating me deeply.

He growled, dragging his tongue painfully slow across my heat. The defiant shit ignored my desperate pleas.

Danny nipped at my clit, then sucked.

“Oh frick!” I bowed my back when my orgasm hit, mewling so loud, I was sure all of Southern Minnesota heard me.

“Take it, baby.” He inserted two fingers to fuck me through my release. “You deserve all my attention and love, my perfect Em. You’re an incredible woman. The best mother for our children. Let it all go.”

One tear after another rolled into my hairline. Danny never failed at making me emotional with his sweet words.

“I love you.” I panted. “Now fuck me.”

He snickered, stealing one more taste of me. “Mmm, so damn delicious. Now let go of the bed, Em.”

My arms fell away and dropped on the bed.

Danny flipped me over and lifted my hips. “I’m not going to last long. I’m literally in pain, aching for you.”

I made a sad face. He put me first every time we had sex. I returned the consideration when I could. In the morning, I’d wake him up with a blowjob or maybe catch him in the shower. It wasn’t easy with kids in the house, but I tried.

“That’s okay,” I told him in a breathy voice. “It’s your turn to get yours.”

His hands glided across my ass cheeks. “I’ll make it good for you, baby.”

I knew he would.

He entered me, smooth as silk and filled me to the hilt. His groan rumbled in my ears, making me clench around him.

“Fuck, Em.” He kissed my spine. “There ain’t nothing better than being deep inside your pussy.” He got moving, his skin slapping against mine.

I fisted the blankets to support myself. Danny’s thrusts were powerful. I could take them, even push back into him to make them more intense. I liked it hard and fast when it had been longer than a week since we last connected physically.

“I’m coming, Em. Oh fuck, I’m coming hard!” He slammed into me and seized, filling me with his cum.

I yelped, dropping my face to the pillow as another orgasm descended on me. I collapsed on the bed with my lips tingling.

Danny reached for the tissue box and plucked a few. He cleaned me up, then himself.

“Fuck, I came a lot. If you weren’t on the pill, we’d be having number four.”

I giggled. The crazy man. We settled into bed. Danny had taken the morning off but needed to get to the gun shop by lunch.

“Nope, no more babies.” I kissed his neck. “We’re content with the three we have, right?” I waited for a response. When he didn’t give me one, I placed my hand on his cheek to turn his face toward me. “Danny?”

“I don’t know, Em. Sometimes I miss having a baby in the house, especially when a new one arrives in the club.”

“Then you get your fix snuggling Wolf’s baby, like the old ladies do.” Lots of babies had been born over the years, at least a dozen, and they were still coming.

“I feel weird holding other people’s babies.”

This I knew.

“Cuddle me, Danny.”

He pulled me against himself. “I’m sure it’ll pass, Em.”

I hoped, because I honestly was content.

“Maybe we should take the kids to that theme park in Orlando. Every time a commercial comes on for it, they go nuts.”

“Which one? There’s quite a few.”

“Why not all of them?”

“I suppose we could.”

He lowered his lips to mine. “Then we could take our own little tropical vacay and spend it in bed.”

I laughed. “Seems kind of expensive if all we’re going to do is sleep.”

“Silly girl. Sleeping is for the birds. If I have you all to myself with no kids around, I’m going to worship your body.”

I felt him hard against my leg. “Like now.”

He rolled on top of me. “Yes.” He wedged himself between my legs, easing into me slowly. “Mine.”