Viper's Kiss (16 page)

nineteen.

Blaine heard the words as they
bounced off his body.

For a minute there he thought he
had hit the jackpot. Jessa watching him getting sucked off. Her presence was
what finally let his body do its thing. Hell, he had planned on coming and then
properly introducing Jessa and the woman. Then they could really have some fun.
Shit, Jessa would look great between another woman
’
s legs, right?

But now
…

“
Pregnant?
”
Blaine asked.
“
How?
”

“
You
fuck how many women a week? And you
’
re
going to ask how I got pregnant? You fucked me!
”

“
I
…”
Blaine thought about it. He
had gone inside her. Without anything on.
“
You
told me
…”

“
I
fucked up,
”
Jessa said.
“
Whoops.
”

“
Whoops?
”
Blaine growled.
“
You set me up. Is that what this
is? A fucking set up? So I
’
d
take care of you?
”

Jessa gasped.
“
Who the hell do you think you
are?
”

Blaine looked at Jessa
’
s stomach. He shook his head.
“
Pregnant. A baby.
”

“
Yeah,
”
Jessa said.
“
I
’
m
pregnant.
”

“
And
you
’
re sure it
’
s mine.
”

“
Fuck
you. I
’
m not like you.
”

“
Fuck
me? You saw what I just did there. That woman can
’
t
get pregnant when she
’
s
swallowing it.
”

“
You
’
re such an asshole.
”

“
And
what are you?
”
Blaine
snapped.
“
You fucking come
to me. You dig up the past. You fucking beg for it
…”
Blaine stepped toward Jessa.
“
You begged me to fuck you.
”

Jessa swung and slapped Blaine.

Blaine
’
s head snapped to the side. His cheek stung. He
’
d had worse.

“
Is
that all you got?
”
Blaine
asked.
“
Because I
’
ve got about five more women out
there who are waiting for me.
”

Jessa looked ready to hit him again.
Instead, she darted toward the bathroom. The door shut and locked.

Blaine backed up and leaned against
the dresser.

Pregnant? A baby?

He shook his head. He had no urge
to have a family. Not after what happened. It was easier to live with nothing
to lose and nothing to gain. Having a baby meant
…
it
meant love. It meant protection. It meant innocence.

Blaine looked at the bathroom door.

He was fucking livid. Yet somewhere
inside him he was
…
thrilled.

He shut his eyes. He pictured Jessa
with a swollen belly. Her tits would do the same, right? They
’
d fill with milk for the baby.
Her body would change. Those wide hips would look sexier. She
’
d need him for everything. All
her aches, pains, needs, pleasures
…
they were his.

The sick fantasy he had of Miller
’
s woman, Ella - since she was
still breastfeeding her baby - was coming true for himself now. He
’
d have his own
…

“
Stop,
”
Blaine whispered.

He stepped forward. He looked to
the bedroom door. He could split right now.

Or he could go to the bathroom and
figure this out with Jessa.

The asshole in him wanted to send
her packing. It would be an easier life for herself and for the kid if they
knew nothing about him. But a dead spot in his heart started to scratch back to
life. Not to replace all he lost, but maybe to remind him of what it was like
to love.

So Blaine stood there, stuck
between heaven, hell, and his own goddamn life.

This was going to be a huge kink in
what the MC needed to do about Vin and Eight Under MC. Not to mention Ethan
breathing down their necks.

Blaine walked to the bathroom door.
“
Open up.
”

“
No,
”
Jessa said.

“
This
is my fucking room, sweetheart. And my club.
”

“
Break
the door down.
”

Blaine lifted his foot and kicked.
The door exploded open as Jessa jumped up on the bathroom sink. Tears streaked
down her face as she stared at Blaine.

“
You
told me to do it,
”
Blaine
said.

“
What
the fuck am I supposed to do?
”
Jessa asked.

She touched her stomach.

She was terrified.

“
What
do you mean?
”

“
Am
I keeping it?
”

“
What?
”
Blaine asked.
“
There
’
s no other option. Jesus Christ, Jessa. Why
…”

“
Look
at this!
”
Jessa yelled.
“
I
’
m
in the bathroom of a MC clubhouse with my best friend
’
s fiancée. Whom, by the way, I had sex with and he
got me pregnant. Oh, and if that
’
s
not enough, there
’
s a guy
trying to kill me.
”

“
It
could be worse.
”

“
How?
”

“
You
could have gotten knocked up by someone ugly.
”

Jessa shook her head.
“
I hate you, Blaine. With all my
heart.
”

Blaine inched closer to Jessa.
“
Good. Hate is going to get you
through all this. Because outside it
’
s
going to get bloody. We
’
re
going to take down Vin. And I
’
ll
keep you safe.
”
Blaine put
a hand to Jessa
’
s stomach.
“
The baby, too. Nothing will
happen to you.
”

Jessa blinked as tears fell again.
“
Blaine
…”

“
Listen
to me right now. I
’
m saying
this once. You
’
re pregnant
with my child. I
’
m a
ruthless piece of shit outlaw. I should have had a bullet in my head years ago.
I gave up my leather cut for weeks because of you. Because you brought some
truth out of me I didn
’
t
think I cared about. The club voted on whether to strip my patch or not. They
kept me around. Why? They
’
re
my family. And now, so are you. You
’
re
my family, Jessa. Whether you like it or not. And you
’
re pregnant which means you
’
re off limits. Nobody touches you but me.
”

“
What
about you? You just get to fuck anything you want?
”

“
That
shouldn
’
t matter as long as
I
’
m fucking you.
”

“
That
’
s not a romantic answer.
”

“
You
want romantic?
”
Blaine
laughed.
“
Then you shouldn
’
t have let me come inside you,
sweetheart.
”

Blaine put his other hand to the
back of Jessa
’
s neck and
pulled her close. Their noses touched for a second and then he kissed her.

Everything about it was wrong. But
Jessa didn
’
t pull away.
Blaine knew she wouldn
’
t
push him away. She wanted it. She ached for it. And eventually she would just
admit it. Soon they would have to figure out the past and how to get over
everything to move forward. Whether Jessa liked it or not, Blaine knew he was
right. She wouldn
’
t fuck
around with other guys. Not while pregnant with his child. Any guy that came
within a few feet of Jessa, Blaine would personally rip their dick off and cram
it up their ass.

Bottom line.

And over the course the next nine
months (and then some) Jessa would need proper attention.

Blaine
’
s hand moved to her cheek and wiped away her tears.
His other hand inched down from her belly to between her legs. His strong
fingers pressed against her pussy, over her jeans. He felt her jump and groan.

Blaine kissed her ear.
“
Don
’
t lie to me, sweetheart. Tell me that made you wet.
Watching that whore suck me off?
”

“
I
wished it was me,
”
Jessa
said.

Blaine grinned.
“
You
’
ll have plenty of time to do that.
”
Blaine put both hands to her
lower back. He pulled from her sink.
“
But
I
’
m going to get mine
first. Remember, sweetheart, you
’
re
family now.
”

Blaine never let anyone inside.
Nobody was considered family unless they wore a Back Down Devil MC cut. But
Jessa was going to give Blaine a child.

He took her to the bed and lifted
her shirt up. His hands touched her stomach. That flat and sexy stomach was
going to get full soon. And that was only going to make Jessa look even more
beautiful. All that she was about to give him.

Jessa gently put her hands to
Blaine
’
s. He looked into
her eyes.

That little spark they shared for
years just got a gallon of gasoline poured onto it. It ignited instantly and
Blaine realized just how much trouble he was in. Now he was riding alongside
the reaper with something to lose.

Jessa bit her lip and pushed Blaine
’
s hands down. She then opened
her jeans, nodding.

Her face was desperate.

Lucky for her, Blaine was
hungry.

twenty.

“
Beg
me,
”
Blaine whispered as
his lips caressed her stomach.

“
What?
”

Jessa couldn
’
t understand why she was so turned on. That was
just hormones, right? Yeah, Blaine was super sexy, but it was just a pregnancy thing.
Her body would adjust itself, right?
”

Blaine
’
s hand gently entered her panties, his fingers
curling around her soft and warm skin, his fingers applying pressure to her.

Jessa lost her breath for a second.

“
You
heard what I fucking said, sweetheart. Beg me to taste your sweet pussy.
”

Jessa sighed.
“
Fuck. Blaine. Just do it.
”

“
Do
what?
”

He curled a finger and pressed
against her. The tip of his finger entered her. Jessa felt her hips rocking,
wanting more.

“
Go
down on me,
”
Jessa said.
Her cheeks were burning hot.

“
Look
at me and say it,
”
Blaine
said.

“
Blaine
…
I
’
m
not
…”

“
I
don
’
t give a shit what you
’
re used to. You
’
re with me now. Learn.
”

Jessa slowly gripped the sheets of
the bed. She looked down at Blaine. Her body ached and would do anything for him
to
…

“
Eat
me out,
”
she said.
“
Taste my
…
pussy
…”

“
So
fucking filthy,
”
Blaine
said and grinned.

His hands came up to her hips and
grabbed her pants and panties, tearing them down. His hands then touched her
stomach and it was like time froze. Blaine stopped and just stared. Slowly,
Jessa parted her legs, offering herself to him. But Blaine stared at her
stomach.

I
’
m going to get fat,
she thought.
I
’
m going to get fat
everywhere. And he
’
s
only going to want to touch my boobs. Because they
’
ll get bigger. He won
’
t want me
…

Blaine slowly shook his head. Then
he looked at Jessa. He shook his head again as though he was able to hear her
thoughts.

“
Blaine
…”

Before Jessa could say anymore and
maybe get a serious answer out of the outlaw, he was between her legs.

She gasped as she felt his hot
breath a second before his tongue stroked up and down against her soft skin.
She quickly started to rock her hips with him. She shut her eyes again and lost
herself in the pleasure. Everything slipped away. Sex, murder, pregnancy
…
none of it mattered.

All that mattered was the way
Blaine
’
s tongue thrust into
her, made circles, then flicked up. He swirled around her clit with perfect
speed and pressure, making her lift up and down, demanding more. Her demands
were ignored because Blaine was in control. He grabbed her hips and held her to
the bed. She cried out and looked down at him. All she could see was the top of
his head, watching him move. As he started to suck against her sex, her entire
body started to throb and shake. He tasted her folds and clit at the same time.
The feeling got so intense that Jessa thought she was going to literally
explode. Her ankles dug against the side of the bed. She reached back, trying
to find something to push against - or pull herself away from the wild feeling
between her legs.

Blaine pulled away with a wet sound
and growled.
“
Fuck, that
’
s so good.
”

Jessa opened her mouth and Blaine
went right back at it. She managed a hoarse whimper and then lost her breath as
the tip of his tongue hit the right spot at the right time. It felt like he was
everywhere though. Cradling her waist, her belly,
her pussy
. It all had
more feeling than just pleasure to it. Blaine had staked his claim when he came
inside her and got her pregnant. Now he was proving his mark.

As Jessa started to come, her legs
fought to close. Blaine quickly ran his hands down to her knees and spread her
open again. That gave her hips a chance to move. She thrust, lifted, wiggled,
rocked. She came so hard that her ribs started to hurt from breathing so heavy.
And Blaine stayed right with her the entire time.

When the climax subsided, Jessa
melted into the bed. She stared at the ceiling and it was bouncing. It almost
felt like she was high. She felt Blaine
’
s
tongue still savoring her. Moving slower by the second, the circles he was
making wider and wider. She felt him kiss her inner thigh, his teeth grazing
ever-so-slightly. Then he kissed up along her smooth skin and paused at her
belly. His hands pushed her shirt up more and she looked down to see Blaine
hovering over her. His nose barely touched her stomach.

Her eyes instantly filled with
tears. She knew right then that Blaine would be a good father. Maybe not the
kind of guy that would balance the checkbook and check the 401(k) balance to
make sure they were saving enough for retirement. But he would fight -
he
would kill -
for his family.

With her bottom lip quivering,
Jessa reached down and slid her fingers into Blaine
’
s hair. She twisted and pulled, wanting to hurt
him. She did hate him. Oh, a great part of herself hated him. So fucking much.
But that exact part was starting to love him. Maybe that part always loved him
and she just wanted to be a good friend to Meghan.

Blaine looked up at her and nodded.
His eyes looked glazed. Like he was
…

Jessa felt her jeans vibrate.

“
What
the hell
…”

“
My
phone,
”
she whispered and
laughed.

“
Oh.
Yeah.
”

Blaine backed away.

Jessa reached down and slid her
hand into the front pocket of her jeans, which were down at her ankles.

As she pressed a button on the
screen, Blaine grabbed her wrist.
“
We
have a lot to talk about.
”

“
I
know.
”
Her finger slid
across the screen. It was a text message from Mike.

“
Who
the fuck is Mike?
”
Blaine
asked.

“
Uh
…”

Blaine grabbed the phone. He read
the text out loud.
“
You
’
re going to get it, baby.
Come over. I
’
m
hard just thinking about you.
”

“
That
’
s not what you think,
”
Jessa said.

Blaine threw the phone to the bed.
“
You fuck this guy since me?
”

“
No.
Nobody has
…”

“
Then
what does he want?
”

“
Exactly
what it says,
”
Jessa said.
She stood up and dressed herself.
“
You
think you
’
re the only one
with needs? I don
’
t do
relationships so
…”

“
You
have a fuck friend?
”

“
I
guess you could say that.
”

The rage and jealousy flashed
across Blaine
’
s face. Jessa
almost regretted admitting that to Blaine. Maybe it would have been better to
just tell him that Mike was an ex or something. There was nothing Jessa could
do then about the whole situation though. Blaine had seen her phone and he was
picturing her with Mike. She could tell by the way he looked at her and the
intensity of his eyes.

Being with Mike was nothing like
Blaine. If Blaine was a blizzard then that made Mike the lightest of flurries.
There was no way Jessa could say that to Blaine though. He was already close to
exploding.

“
When
was the last time?
”
Blaine
asked.

“
Before
you,
”
Jessa said.
“
That
’
s all that matters.
”

“
No.
Tell me.
”

Jessa touched her stomach.
“
I
’
m
carrying your child, Blaine. You can
’
t
get
…”
Jealous.
She
was nervous to say the word.
“
I
’
m not a virgin, okay?
”

“
Oh,
I know that,
”
Blaine said
with a sly grin.
“
I
’
m not sharing you though. You
’
re mine. My baby. My family.
”

“
I
never said you had to share,
”
Jessa said.

The tension seemed to let up just a
little.

“
Not
with men,
”
Blaine said.
“
But another woman
…”

Jessa snorted and started to blush.
She thought about that stupid whore going down on Blaine. The way he stared at
her
…
the way it made her
feel
…
Jessa suddenly saw
herself maybe touching herself while
…

Her phone beeped again.

Another text message.

Fuck.

“
This
asshole
…”
Blaine
’
s eyes went wide as he looked at
her phone.

“
Give
me,
”
Jessa said.

She took her phone back.

Mike, again. Of course.

Don
’
t ignore me. Don
’
t make me find you. Luke
is here. He
’
s
game.

The phone left her hand.

Now Blaine was livid.
“
Yeah? This guy just orders you
around?
”

“
It
’
s not what you think.
”

Yeah, Mike had been suggesting to
Jessa about his best friend, Luke, getting involved in their
relationship
.
That was something Jessa always shut down, but the last time it came up, Mike
got pissed and told Jessa to leave.

Blaine threw the phone to the floor
and grabbed Jessa by the face. He stared and curled his lip.

“
I
know exactly what it is,
”
he said.
“
You hate being
alone. You know you need someone like me. Yet you let a loser like this guy
fuck you when it
’
s
convenient for him. So you feel wanted. Let me guess, he
’
s some suit and tie. Makes you feel so fucking
special. But you
’
re not
that person. You don
’
t want
that. You want the outlaw. You want the wildest ride of your fucking life.
”

Jessa swallowed the big lump in her
throat.
“
And what if I said
…”

“
This
guy is fucked.
”

“
No.
Blaine. You have so much going on.
”

“
No.
You are my family. That means all those guys out there are family, too. This
guy is getting his turn. He wants some action
…
so we
’
re going to give him
some.
”

Before Jessa could say anything,
Blaine kissed her. He kissed her hard and fast. The way lover
’
s kissed.

His hand touched her stomach.

This was nothing but stupid and
reckless danger.

But Jessa kind of liked it.