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Warning(s): Bullying, slash, mpreg, sexual content, language...etc.
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Chapter Sixteen: Fallen
Chase's P.O.V
When Marcus and I arrived home he was an absolute happy mess that no one can tamper. I couldn't help but be just as happy and if I cried a little, I blamed it on the hormones. It was then I decided the guys should go celebrate even if Leo doesn't actually know about my pregnancy and Adam isn't informed that Marcus knows, yet.
"Maybe you and the others could go have some fun, " I suggest.
Adam looks up from the paper he was currently writing to stare at me incredulously.
"Why?"
I hadn't thought about a specific reason either.
"To celebrate, " I shrug.
Adam just continues to look at me funny.
"You know..." I pat my slightly swollen belly, "celebrate our new addition to the family."
Adam narrows his eyes in contemplation.
"No one knows," he says.
"Marcus figured it out," I respond sheepishly.
He simply raises a brow.
"Then you should come too," he mutters.
"I'll stay with Audrey...as soon-to-be dad you and the others should go," I smile.
"Fine... but if it gets to be too much for you, call me. And I know you're not ready so I'll just take Marcus out," he sighs.
"Don't do anything I wouldn't do," I smirk.
"Wouldn't? Or couldn't?" He smirks back.
My breath hitches when he walks my way and pulls me into a heated passionate kiss that leaves us both breathless. His hand tentatively brushes against my protruding stomach as he wears a bright smile causing my heart to skip a beat.
"Before I go," he whispers, "let me show you how much I love you."
My whole body trembles at the thought of what he has planned. I nod anyway and he gladly starts to peel off my clothes.
"So beautiful," he worships.
I tighten my hold on his shoulders as he lies me down on our bed.
"A-Adam," I gasp.
He places torturous slow soft kisses to my skin down my chest until he reaches my belly. He licks and nips at the slight swell.
"D-Don't tease," I whimper hopelessly.
Suddenly I feel a wet warmth wrap around the tip of my weeping hard on. His tongue swirls around the head and digs into the slit. I arch my back and grasp his hair tightly making him grunt. The vibrations makes the heat in the pit of my stomach coil further and I need more. Adam takes one hand off my him and grabs my wrists, pinning them to the bed as he takes me deeper.
"I-ah Adam," I moan.
Adam's teeth grazes my throbbing erection as he bobs up and down. I squirm underneath him as he continues pleasuring me. My hips thrust into his mouth feeling so close. Soon, all too soon, he stops.
I choke on a moaning whine.
"N-Need you," I gasp.
"This is all about you baby," he bites my inner thigh.
I'm a trembling mess as I whither on the bed.
"Please," I beg incoherently.
His tongue suddenly licks my puckered hole before diving in and stretch me open. I cry out at the sudden sensations overwhelming me. He goes deeper as he delves into my tight heat. I feel as his slippery tongue thrusts in and out. A finger later accompanying his sweet tongue. I whimper as he curls it just right and hits my prostate making me see white.
"I can't," I groan.
He pulls out and kisses it before places more kisses to my heavy sperm-filled balls.
"A-Adam please...God...need..you...need you so..fucking...much," I sob.
"Shh," he soothes.
I thrash my head when he dives back in. I arch my back as my hands are pinned. Having nothing to grab I hold onto the bed sheets until my knuckles turn white. I cry hoarsely as I come. My orgasm stronger than ever when Adam repeatedly assaults my sweet spot. I'm left a crying mess due to the over sensitivity.
"Are you okay?" Adam asks concern.
I nod weakly and vaguely feel as he licks clean my come covered belly occasionally his wicked tongue poking at my belly button. I don't even remember when he stops. All I feel is a sudden warmth and a press of lips against my warm forehead.
"Sleep. I'll be back soon," Adam whispers.
"'kay," I yawn.
The lights turn off as my lover walks out the room.
Adams P.O.V
I gently tuck in Chase into bed seeing as his eyes droop tiredly. I can't help but smile at his blissful expression already sated. It makes my chest well in pride as I see him drift off contently. A hand on his belly protectively. No matter what he says, I know he's not ready to tell the family. Honestly though, I'm not surprised Marcus figured it out before the others.
For that, I'll do as Chase says and take my brother out. It's been a long time and there's so much we need to catch up on. I'm glad he's back, even when he was "evil" I still trusted him. It was only a matter on who would change first to the good side. Marcus beat uncle Douglas on that.
Either way, instead of being with my pregnant lover, I'm now standing outside Marcus room.
Just as I'm about to knock the door opens. Marcus literally jumps and grasps his chest as if he's having a heart attack.
"A-Adam," he stammers.
I raise a questioning brow but he shakes it off.
"Can I help you with something?" He asks instead.
"Wanna go out?"
"Aren't you dating Chase?"
"I meant hang out," I roll my eyes at him.
He smirks, "sure...but..."
"But?" I question.
"Brush your teeth and take a shower. You smell like sex," he scrunches his nose.
I chuckle and nod, "twenty minutes."
"Okay," he smiles.
Twenty minutes timed, Marcus walks into the living room with black skinny jeans and a plain white t-shirt with a cut back in the shape of wings.
"Let's go," I smile as I pull his arm.
We end up in a bar. Marcus raises a brow in question.
"Let's have fun," I offer.
"If Chase kills you I'll help him," he simply agrees.
We walk in with fake ideas I managed to forge. Apparently tonight is masquerade night. Everyone has their identity hidden in amazing masks and if someone doesn't have one, they offer one with whatever alcoholic drink the customer purchases.
"Are you sure we're, mostly you, should be drinking?" Marcus asks.
"I bought these for this," I hand him a mask.
He smiles down at the golden laced mask with an intricate pattern and golden wings extending out. My mask is red with silver, nothing to interesting really.
We both put it on and smile knowingly at each other.
"Thank you for watching over Chase, especially since he's pregnant again," I yell over the music loud enough for only him to hear.
"We're family," he shrugs.
I pull him close into a tight hug as I feel my chest tighten and throat knot, "we missed you."
"I missed all of you too," he confesses.
I feel a tear land on my shoulder and soak through my shirt.
"Let's celebrate," I wink.
We separate from there.
Marcus' P.O.V
I move around the crowd. It smells like sex, sweat and booze. I dim my senses so it doesn't affect me too much. I must look really pathetic since I'm wandering alone and I'm considerably shorter than most guys my age.
As I look around, I notice the adorned club made to stand as a ballroom for the night's event. It look very...interesting. There's an odd feel to it, almost like it fits perfectly. I stop to stare through a tank to see the many colorful fish swimming around without a care in the world. As my gaze turns up I see someone look at me almost in awe.
My heart skips a beat as intense hazelnut eyes gaze into mine. His hair is dark and his mask is...amazing. It looks like the one I'm wearing but the complete opposite. Instead of white for purity it's black with silver. The feathers on the wings more prominent against the dark color. The silver traces every contour. He's wearing a black dress shirt and equally black ripped jeans. What really intrigues me are the black wings protruding from his back.
Simultaneously we walk around the tank until we're standing face to face.
"Hi," I croak finally finding and trusting my voice.
"Hey," he replies.
His voice is smooth and soft, and it feels like I know it from somewhere but I can't remember from where.
A slow song begins and couples everywhere start to dance. Like a true gentleman, Fallen Angel (as I nicknamed the mysterious man), bows and offers to dance. He takes my hand as we make our way through the crowd and sway with the music. And I think I've fallen for him.