Page 121 of Primal Need
Louisa had been the woman in the photos, and Sundance had decided he needed to be the one to tell her about them.
“She was cool about it. I know it’s somewhat alien to you, baby, but most women, when they come to a club party, anyway, leave their expectation of privacy at the door.”
This was true. The amount of times I’d walked in and some biker was fucking one (or multiple) women in the middle of the great room, was staggering. They only cleaned things up for family night. Granted, they didn’t ever start anything if they knew I was in the building…same rule applied for Violet and Raquel…but if the men had the place to themselves, all bets were off. And a lot of women liked it.
I didn’t, but what two, or twelve, consenting adults did behind closed doors was none of my business, and I didn’t judge.
“What about the Beast?”
“Not resolved,” he growled. “Whoever this asshole is, he’s protected, physically and digitally. Neither Rabbit nor Booker have had any luck.”
“So, full protection until you cut off the head of the snake.”
“Exactly.”
“I’m good with that,” I admitted. “Especially, now that we have Reagan. The thought of anything happening to her…” I shook my head. I couldn’t even finish the sentence.
Sundance squeezed my knee. “Nothin’s gonna happen to either of you.”
“I know.” I smiled. “I trust you.”
“I do think we need to build our army, though.”
I cocked my head. “Oh, yeah?”
“Yeah.” He slid off the stool and lifted me off mine, slapping my butt. “Looks like my stock in Frito-Lay’s payin’ off,” he sassed, throwing me over his shoulder.
“If you want to hack intomypants, Thorne Graves, you better cease pointing out my weight gain.”
He laughed. “I love your new curves and you know it.”
I grinned, pounding his ass like a pair of bongos as he carried me upstairs. I did know this. I had actually only gained twenty pounds, and that was because I’d kept eating the same calories I’d consumed while breastfeeding. I’d stopped breast feeding about four months ago when Reagan nearly bit my nipple off, so I needed to figure out how to lose this after baby weight.
Of course, Sundance said he preferred me with curves, but he loved me regardless of how I looked, so I decided I’d just do what I wanted to do in order to feel good. Right now, I felt a little slow, so I wanted to lose a little, but I was in no rush.
Sundance dropped me on our bed, and yanked my yoga pants down my thighs, panties and all, dropping them on the floor. “You ready to be pregnant for the next five years?”
“No.” I snorted. “One more kid. That’s it.”
“I’d like an even six.”
“You’re gonna get an odd five,” I countered.
“We’ll see,” he hedged, burying his face between my legs.
I hooked a leg over his shoulder and arched into his mouth and smiled secretly as he made love to me. What he didn’t know, was I was already pregnant, and I’d planned to tell him the second he got home, but then he’d distracted me with his face in my pussy, so I decided it could wait until I’d had a couple of orgasms.
As he made love to me, I let the beauty of his devotion wash over me. Primal and perfect. Lordy, I was one hell of a lucky woman, and I would never take it for granted.
