I DO NOT OWN SONS OF ANARCHY OR THE CHARACTERS.


Chapter Thirteen:


I woke up with a start. I looked around took in my surroundings. I'm in Jax' room. I can't get the dream out of my head. Alex was back and I couldn't stop him this time. We were in Jax' house. There was fire everywhere. I sighed. I hate this. I fucking hate this. Dylan is in town. It was supposed to be a stress-free time for me.

"Darlin', are you okay?" Jax asked me, sitting up. I looked over at him, frazzled. I shrugged.

"I don't even know what okay is anymore." I told him. He frowned.

"We're going to make it through this. It's going to be okay." He promised.

"You can't know that. There's no way that you could possibly know that." I argued. He sighed and pulled me onto his lap.

"I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure that nothing happens to you. You're not alone. The Club has your back. There isn't a safe place for him in Charming. That little fuck got cocky. He's dead." He told me, pulling my face close to his. God, he smells good. I inhaled, shakily. I put my hands in his hair. I'm having trouble breathing. How can he still affect me this way?

He seemed to realize what he was doing to me because he smirked and nuzzled my lips before kissing me, slowly. I groaned and pressed myself against him, heating things up. He cupped my ass and held me closer to him. I rolled my hips and started pulling at his shirt. He tore it off and started on my clothes. I clung to him and helped him throw off my clothes. I grabbed a condom off his bed-side table and rolled it onto his manhood. He groaned.

I positioned myself above him and sank down. I bit my lip and groaned. I stayed still for a second, while I adjusted to his size. He slammed his lips to mine as he rolled his hips against me. I gasped as he hit my G-stop. I started rocking against him. His thrusts matched mine.

"Jax," I moaned. My nails dug into his shoulders. He grabbed my back. I'm not going to last long, at all. He's hitting me in just the right way. He held his fingers up to my mouth. I sucked on them, watching his reaction as I did. He moved them to my nub and started making circles. I cried out and buried my head in his shoulder. "I'm close." I whispered.

"Good, come for me." He commanded. I groaned and bit into his shoulder. He's moving sporadically. He must be close, too. "Kate, come." He rasped. That's all it took. I came crashing down into my euphoric bliss. "Fuck, Katie." I can feel him spasming into my quivering walls. We rocked slowly, riding out our orgasms. I moved off of him and laid down, trying to catch my breath. He looked down at me and smiled. "The things you do to me." He shook his head. I chuckled.

"I think we both needed that after the past couple of days." I admitted. He nodded.

"I'm not arguing there." He kissed me. I felt it all over my body. "Did that do it for you?" He asked me, his voice getting deeper, huskier.

"Maybe." I whispered.

"Maybe?" He asked. I nodded. His hand made its way to my heat. He slipped a finger inside and started massaging me. I groaned. "Just maybe?" He challenged. I nodded, enjoying his efforts. His movements increased and he moved his mouth to my clit. He made sure I was looking at him before he started lapping me up.

"Fuck," I cursed. He smirked as he kept going. I gasped and pulled his hair as my orgasm swallowed me whole. "Jax."

"Yes?" He asked as he cleaned up with his tongue.

"I'm satisfied." I croaked. He smirked.

"Good. We should get some sleep. Morning is going to come too soon and it's going to get a lot messier before it gets better." He pulled on underwear before laying back down. I grabbed my own and his shirt before laying down with him.

"Alright. I'll see you in the daylight." I whispered.