Wayward Angel (15 page)

“Momma,” Sev yells. Everyone turns their heads towards the little mirror image of me.

“Yeah, baby?” she asks, rubbing his back.

“Woo are dey?” His little face looks around the compound as he reaches for Anslie and she grabs him instantly. I put my arm around her and Severye to pull them closer to me.

Dax takes this time to come a few steps closer to us. “Hey, little guy, I was just asking your momma if she wanted to give you a new daddy.” He smirks and I hand Remy to Dom as I pass him.

I punch Dax as hard as I can in the nose. Blood sprays everywhere as I punch him again. Dax spits blood out on the ground and I feel arms wrapping around me.

“Chill, cousin,” Gunner says in my ear.

I back away from Dax as I walk back to my sleeping boy and take him from Dom. “Don't ever say another thing about my girl again. Gunner, can we stay at your place 'til we leave? We need to get the boys in bed.”

My cousin walks over to hand me his keys. “All yours, brother.”

I shake his hand and walk back to Anslie and Sev. “Let's get out of here, babe.”

We put the boys back in their seats and take off to Gunner’s house.

After putting the boys to bed, I sit at Gunner’s kitchen table. The last twenty hours have been a clusterfuck, to say the least. My mind is still reeling after finding out about Rem and Sev.

My mom is gonna fucking kill me. Shit, so is Prez.

I can feel the lust in my body as soon as I smell her flowery perfume. She slowly walks over and motions to the seat next to me. "Can I sit with you?"

"Yeah, doll. I'm glad you came out here. I want to talk about the boys." I watch her take a seat and start to pick at her fingernails, something I’ve noticed her do a lot when she's nervous. Once she finally looks up, I scoot my chair closer to her. I need to have my hands on her. I'm craving to feel that silky, smooth skin under my rough hands again.

Touching her face with my thumb and forefinger, I gently wipe the tears pooling in her beautiful blue eyes.

"What are their full names, Ans?" I ask quietly. I'm not sure I can take it if she named them after that fucker.

She breaks out in a big, watery grin. "Remington Brant Insico and Severye Tate Insico."

I feel like the weight on my chest has been released. She used part of my first name and my middle name for the boys. She even gave them my last name.

"You didn't give them his last name?"

Shaking her head no, she says, "When Charlie found their birth certificates, he broke my cheek bone. That was the first time he ever physically hurt me."

I flinch. "Wait, what do you mean physically hurt you? What else has he done to you?" I growl.

She shakes her head, not wanting to tell me, so I pull her into my lap and command that she tell me the details. After she protests for a few minutes, I hear all the shit he's put my girl through, and I want to put my fist though his face. Hell, right now I would settle for punching the wall. I don't, because I don't want to scare her or the boys any more than they are right now.

All I can think about is getting the three of them out of this fucking town.

"Doll," I say, letting out a breath. "I won't let anyone else hurt you or the boys, but I need to know if he ever hurt them?"

I watch the pain in her eyes as she answers me. "No, but he almost hit Sev a couple of days ago. He was sick and whining too much for Charlie to deal with. I got in front of him before he could touch him, so Charlie took it out on me instead."

I shudder and let out the breath that I've been holding since I asked the question.

Pulling her to my chest, I breathe in her scent and nuzzle my face into her shoulder and hair. She buries her face in my neck. I lift my head and kiss her on the forehead. We need to get some sleep, so I pick her up and walk her into the bedroom that we're sharing with the boys.

I settle her on the makeshift bed she made for us out of extra blankets from the closet. Shrugging off my clothes, I lie down beside her and pull the blankets up around her shoulders. I pull her to my body and wrap her up in my arms, feeling her body relax against me and her breathing even out. I fall asleep not long after.

Chapter Twenty Five

I wake up to a hard chest pressed against my face and a hard cock pressed against my pussy. My body ignites into a fire that I can't cool and I shamelessly rub my pussy against his hard cock. I feel his body rumble with silent laughter under me.

"Someone's horny." He smirks down at me. I smile, then reach down and grab his rock-hard cock. His breath hitches and he lets out a low moan.

His shallow breathing is turning me on more, so I slowly trail kisses down his chest, towards the V that leads to his beautiful cock. He moans when my mouth finally hovers over his erection. I open my mouth and dart my tongue out to lick the pre-come from the tip. Swirling my tongue around his pierced tip, I slowly sink my mouth around his cock, until he hits me in the back of the throat.

His hands reach up and tangle in my hair, as I run my tongue on the underside of his cock, paying special attention to the piercings there. After my delicious torture, I begin to bob my head, taking his cock to the back of my throat over and over again. I apply slight pressure and cup his balls in my hand, rolling and squeezing them. I hear the sharp intake of breath and feel him harden even more. As he pulls my hair, I moan around my mouthful.

"Fuck doll, that feels so fucking good," he whispers as I continue to bob and lick his cock like a lollipop. "Baby, I'm gonna come," he whispers hoarsely, just before he explodes in my mouth. I suck him dry and slowly release him.

He pulls me up his body and kisses me hard, his hands exploring my body. I feel his fingers sweep across my clit and let out a small moan.

"Momma," Sev calls from the bed, and I feel like a bucket of ice was just dropped on me. Brantley starts to chuckle.

"Yeah, baby?" I huff out.

"I'm ungry and haffta pee."

I adjust my clothes and get up, but Brant pulls me back on him. He whispers with a smirk, "I'll finish you off later, doll." I push at his chest and stand up before he can grab me again.

By the time Casey and Dom get up, I have the boys bathed, dressed and sitting on the small couch watching cartoons while we wait for Brant to come back with breakfast. I'm packing up all the dirty clothes when I feel arms wrap around me and breathe in my brother's familiar scent. He smells like oil and grease - the smell of home to me.

"Little girl, you should have told me what was going on. I would have taken care of it."

I sigh. I know he would do anything for me.

"I was ashamed of my decisions and I didn't want to burden you." I lean my head back into his chest.

"There is nothing for you to be ashamed of. B should have done the right thing by you and the boys. You shouldn't have had to marry that asshat. But what I want to know is, why was Steve at the house?" I hear the rise of anger in his voice when he says Steve's name.

"First, Brant didn't even know about me being pregnant. I didn't find out until two weeks after I got back to Seattle. Second, I married Charlie because he wanted to take care of me and the boys. He didn't care that I was pregnant with someone else's kid. Third, Steve is his cousin. As soon as he found out we were married, he started to come around the house. Charlie's gone a lot because he didn’t like being around Sev and Remy, so when Steve realized he wasn't around a lot, he would come..."

I'm interrupted by my brother's phones ringing.

"Sorry, little girl. It's dad." He answers the phone, still holding me to him.

"Yeah," he grunts out. "No, she's here with me right now. We need to talk about Dax."

He stares at the wall, listening to whatever my dad is saying. "Naw, I don't think the boys would like to fly. Plus, with all the stuff they have..." He shakes his head. "Yeah, her boys. Twins." He looks down at me with a small smile. "Me and B will be with them the whole way home."

The door opens and I see Brant look over at us curiously. The boys get up and run over to Brant yelling, "Daddy bringed food!"

"Um, yeah, we do need to talk about Dax." I turn back to Dom.

Dom frowns at me. "We’ll deal with it when we get back."

I see Brant look over at Dom. He knows it's not going to go over well when we get to Vegas. I mouth "I'm sorry" to him. He just shakes his head and waves me off, looking down at the boys with a smile. He mouths back, "They are worth everything."

I can't help the smile that is on my face. God, I'm so in love with him. Even after all this time and all the things that happened between us, my feelings are still the same, if not stronger.

I watch him get the boys seated with their food, but turn my attention back to Dom when he says into his phone, "Yeah, we know that it has to happen. He won't fight you on it. He knew the rules just like the rest of us." He squeezes me and says, "We'll be there in a few days," as he hangs up the phone and kisses my hair. Releasing me, he walks over to the table to eat with the boys.

Chapter Twenty Six

Over the last few days I have slept with Anslie in my arms every night and it has been the best thing. I also love spending time with the boys every day. They are amazing! They're only two, but they are so fucking smart. The looks are all me and the smarts are all her. They are serious cock blocks though - but I wouldn't change it for anything.

Today, we're finally in Nevada. Anslie was nervous during the last stop. I tried to calm her down, but she's afraid of what the club is going to do to me when we get back. I knew what the consequences of sleeping with her would be, but I didn't care.

Hell, I'd do it again if I had the choice.

Pulling through the gate, the first person I see is my old man. He's been the VP of this club since before I was born into this life. He nods at me as he watches the SUV come to a stop. I park my bike in its normal spot and walk over to open the door for Anslie. Her lip is trembling, so I pull her to me.

"Doll, it's gonna be okay, I promise." I place a kiss to her hair and go to the back of the vehicle to get the boys.

Dom has Sev unbuckled, but he comes to my side of the car where I'm trying to get Remy out of his seat. "I wan Daddy ta carry me," Sev whines.

I smile. Sev typically stays with Anslie, but now my boy wants me. This makes my chest expand with pride. Once Remy is out of his seat, I grab both boys and close the car door with my foot. They both lay their heads on my shoulders.

I make my way over to where Prez is hugging and checking over Anslie. I know he's been worried about her since she went back to Seattle - everyone has. He looks up as I walk over to them.

His eyes narrow on me.

When he sees the boys, a smile forms on his face. Remy looks up and sees Prez watching him. He leans into my ear and whispers, "Hoos dat, Daddy?"

I nod my head towards Prez and tell him, “That's your momma’s dad."

He thinks it over for a few seconds and then nods his head and points to my dad and asks the same question. "That's my dad."

He squirms in my arms and whines to be let down, so I set him on the ground and he runs over to Prez. Looking up at Prez, he says, "I'm Rematon, I Remy!"

Prez smiles as he takes in the little person in front of him, bending down so they're closer to being eye-to-eye. "Hey, little man. I'm your Gramps. My name is Cason."

Remy nods his head, looks over to my dad and waves him over. My dad walks over, leans down and looks Remy in the eye. "I'm your other grandpa, Nick."

Remy smiles and then hugs both men.

Sev watches Remy introduce himself, then he yells out, "I'm Seveye, Momma say I Sev."

My dad starts to chuckle, then he walks up and hugs me and Sev. "They are beautiful, son. They look just like you and Jase did when you were their age, but you know this is going to have to go in front of the table."

I just nod my head and squeeze Sev tighter. I knew it was coming.

After Anslie's brothers arrive at the club house and meet the twins, we take them to my room in the back and put them down for a nap. Anslie stays with them while I go into the bar area of the clubhouse.

"I told you to keep your dick out of my sister," Robbie sneers. Robbie and I have been best friends since we were kids.

“Yeah, too late now, brother," I reply with a smirk.

He punches me in the arm as I grab my beer. "So you gonna tell her you have an old lady? I seen the way she was looking at you, so I know you haven't told her yet."

I can feel the color drain from my face. I haven't spoken to Kendall since I left here to get Anslie almost a week ago. She called a bunch of times, but I was too busy with everything that was going on.

"Stay the fuck out of it," I bark out.

"You hurt my sister and I’ll put you in the ground. I don't care how long we've been friends," he says, as he rams his shoulder into me and walks off.

Fuck.