When DK got out of his car, I had to stop myself from moaning.
Sweet baby Jesus, he looked just as hot as before, perhaps more. He had blonde surfer hair and bright blue eyes. . . Oh those eyes . . .
"BR, why are you here?" he asks, innocently even. As if he didn't know.
"You have Hannah!" I growled, "Why are you here?"
He sighed, "I wanted to see you and Avril again."
I just growled louder and shouted, "You are never going to see Avril again! How do I know you won't hurt her like you did me?"
Then he did something I did not expect. He stepped towards me with determination in his eyes. His arm grabbed mine roughly and pulled me into his chest. And thats when he did it. That's when he kissed me.
I automatically wrapped my arms around his neck. I've been away from him for how long? I think I deserve to at least have a make out with the father of my child.
The pack growled when I wrapped my legs around his waist and moan. Oh, he knows just what to do to get me going.
We broke apart panting and I nodded ferociously, my fingers still laced in his silky hair.
I agreed, "Okay, you can see her but first you're going to fuck me."
A devilish smirk appeared on his face and he pressed his lips to my pulse point before whispering in my ear, "My pleasure."
That was all the confirmation i needed. I turned to my crew and the pack, "Uh, we'll be back in two minutes."
"Two?" DK asked, feigning hurt.
"Ok, um, maybe a lot longer," I relented, a crimson blush rushing to my cheeks. "If someones dying, don't even think about disturbing us."
I grabbed his hand and pulled him to my room.
The door shut and he flipped the lights off, knowing my room by heart.
"Looks the same," he smirked, taking in my room.
"Stop stalling. The sooner you fuck me the sooner you see her," I moaned as I started to nibble on his ear.
"Then let's get started," he whispered huskily.
He pushed me back until my knees felt the bed. With a rough shove, I fell back on the bed, a squeal of delight escaping my lips.
"I'm gunna fuck you hard and long and-"
I cut him off as my lips crashed to his. A warm hand traveled under my shirt, winding until it reached the back of my bra, unhooking it without any hesitation.
"You've gotten better," I murmured against his lips.
"You and I practiced a lot," he replied, before silencing me.
He pulled my shirt off, my bra shortly following. Before I could say anything, he trailed kisses down my neck and nipped at my collar bone. I could not contain my moan.
Oh this man-
"Oh god, Dame," I moaned, just as his hot mouth captured my breast. He began to work the other with his hand.
My back involuntarily arched into him and he groaned just as my hips brushed against his jeans.
"Take it off," I ordered in a breathless voice.
The hand that was kneading my boob went to his black shirt and he struggled to get it off. Rolling my eyes at his clumsiness, I shoved him so he was lying next to me and then followed, straddling him. His hard erection was straining against his jeans, just below my hips. I ground into him, smirking as he groaned and his eyes shut.
I decided to end his suffering, as it was causing me to suffer as well, and I pulled his shirt off. Tracing a scar on his chest, just over his heart, I started to fumble with his buckle.
"Oh Bel-" he moaned as I placed a feather light kiss on his tattoo, just between that delicious 'V' and right below the navel. His hips bucked and I giggled.
"Patience is a virtue," I said for the second time that day as I pulled his belt off before unzipping his jeans and ripping them off of him.
A large tent protruded from his boxers, and I once again kissed the tattoo saying 'My girls: Avril and Bella', causing him to groan once more.
He flipped me over, finally having enough of my taunting games, and pulled off my bottoms as well as my panties in one fluid movement.
"You on the pill?" he asked as he pulled his boxers off.
My eyes hungrily ate up his stiff member.
"Hell yes. Now get your di-" I was effectively cut off as he gripped my thigh and thrust himself inside of me.
We both moaned at the same time, and without waiting a second, I bucked my hips against him, relishing the fact I felt full.
I kicked my leg over his shoulder, causing him to penetrate me at a new angle.
"Oh my dear lord," I moaned. "Dame, harder. Oh yes. Faster. No don't you dare go easy."
He followed my every command, knowing better than to doubt me. The best make-up, come back sex I've ever had, I can say that truthfully.
After 5 hours, we fell asleep spooning. My body flush against his and his arms holding me protectively to his warm self.
When we woke up, I was extremely sore. Not just my lower body ached, but my arms as well.
I traced the scar on his heart that he had received not too long ago. The shape was a jagged line, But before I could admire and reminise about that nightmare of a night he had received it, Damon's eyes shot open and he lazily grabbed my wrist to stop me.
"Damon, could you carry me?" I plead.
He laughs and nods, pressing his lips to my forehead before I rolled out of bed and fell to the floor. I crawled to the closet, pulling on a t-shirt that said 'I'm a virgin (P.S this shirt is old)' with a halo over it and some black leggings.
DK carried me to the living room after redressing in his clothes from last night. As we entered, I saw the pack and my crew throw us dirty looks. I just ignored them for the moment and settled on DK's lap as he sat down on an empty sofa.
I shot a glare at them and they look away from us, my crews faces turning into disappointment.
Jake sighed as he took in my appearance, "Why did he carry you in here?"
I blush lightly, snickering as I replied, "I just spent five hours having hot, passionate, angry sex and you think I won't be sore?"
He starts shaking as his mind let my words settled in. Snarling, he asked, "Did he hurt you?"
DK huffed hautily and smirked, "I didn't do anything she didn't want me to do."
Jake looks at me blankly and stated eerily calm, "You let him touch you?"
Rolling my eyes, I giggled, "It's sorta required when sex occurs."
Abruptly, he made his way to the front door and slammed it behind him as he stormed outside.
My phone rang as everyone looked after him in silence. I grimaced, excusing myself and limping as I headed into the kitchen. As soon as I recognized the voice, I wished I had slept in.
"Bella! Alice could not see you and I was starting to get worried. Love, where are you and why can't Alice see you? Are you with those mutts-"
I growled cutting him off as I spat, "You were worried about me! You weren't worried when Victoria was hunting me! If she wasn't so understanding, I would be dead! She and I are great friends now; and another thing, I do not want you to have Alice look for me anymore. My future is mine and mine only and if you don't like it then go fuck yourself! I am with the pack in Miami but you probably don't want to know what I'm doing. I'm not the angel you though I was."
I smirked evilly as he said desperately. "Love, werewolves are dangerous! I'm coming to get you right now!"
I laughed, "Edward, you can't do that. Remember, you can't come to Miami without sparkling like a fairy princess."
He started to say that he would just come out in the night, but the phone was yanked from him.
I heard some arguing and then Emmett was on the phone, "Sis! Can you please tell me what you're doing that Dickward wouldn't like? I'm in the woods away from the family. Pretty please with cherries on top? I'm dying here!"
I laughed, sincerely missing my big brother bear, "Sure Emmett." I explained everything to him. After I convinced him to not kill DK, we hung up, me smirking triumphantly.
I looked around the living room as I came back and noticed that Jessica was sitting on Paul's lap and Ember was sitting on Quil's. Leah was cuddling up to Justin and Jake is standing by the door looking much calmer than when he left.
"Did y'all imprint?" I ask softly, just in case my crew didn't know and only the wolves could hear me.
The wolves in the room nodded.
"Do they know?" I tried again and as I got their nod, I talked louder so everyone could hear. "Okay. DK? Do you want to go get Avril from my mom?"
He nodded eagerly, "I'll go warm up the car."
"Um, DK it's Miami. I highly doubt the car needs warming," I giggled. I grabbed my keys, which were hanging by Jake. As I stepped by said wolf, he inhaled deeply before letting out a growl.
I pressed the automatic start button as we got near my car and I took the drivers seat as DK took the passenger seat. I speed out of the garage and arrive at Mom and Phil's house 10 minutes later.
Before I could even begin to walk towards the small beach house, my Mom came outside with Avril on her hip.
"Uh, hey mom," I greeted awkwardly. She looked me over and then looked towards DK as he joined my side.
"What are you doing here?" Her voice wasn't bitter, but a little exasperated.
"Mom, we, uh, were wondering if you'd actually give our daughter back to us. You know I can take care of her. I haven't been racing in eighteen months,"
She sighed, "If you get hurt once, I won't even warn you that I will take you to court for custody of my granddaughter. Racing is no positive environment for a child."
"I know, mom," I told her.
She fidgeted as she handed me my daughter, who smiled brightly as she saw me and her father. "I'm sorry for sending you away, but I didn't want you to get hurt again."
"Well taking my daughter from me and forcing me away hurt me more than I think you'll imagine," I told her coldly.
"I realize that now," she said quietly. "Jessica came around a few days ago and took her things somewhere. I don't know where so I would ask her."
"I will," I nodded.
Another moment later of standing in awkward silence, she retreated into the house with a goodbye to the three of us.
I strapped Avril into her car seat and drive back to the warehouse. Damon didn't dare speak because he could see I was reeling in anger.
When we got back to the warehouse, everyone was asleep.
DK and I put Avril in Hannah's empty bed, knowing no one would mind, and went to my room.
"Damon, will you take a shower with me?" I whispered seductively.
He nodded immediately and I led him to the bathroom. I turn on the warm water and pull my shirt over my head. DK walks up to me and kisses me hotly and passionately. I wrapped my arms around his neck and moaned as I realized he was already naked. We broke apart and I unhooked my bra, letting it fall to the floor.
We slid into the shower, me lathering soap all over his body. He kneaded shampoo into my hair as the water rolled off of both of our skin.
"Could you get any more beautiful?" he whispered before shoving me against the tiled wall.
"That probably explains why you got hotter," I whispered against his lips.
He didn't question my logic, and instead I wound my legs around his waist. I moaned as he entered me and soon the water washed all the soap off our joined bodies. His thrusts Became frenzied and soon, after many moans and me crying out Gods name more times than I could count, we reached our climax at the same time.
As we lie in bed- I don't remember how we got there- I hear a gasp from the window.
I lift my head to see what it was, and my body froze up. I was promised that I'd never see this face again. Edward's face. He was looking at me through the window, his eyes glaring at DK and I. After I had amazing sex with DK. Fucking screw my life.