Mad Dog (Angel’s Rebellion MC: #2) (Angel's Rebellion MC), стр. 94
Fuck, I'd just bypass the Great Room and go to our room to see if she was there. That would at least give my fucking cock time to go down, that is if I could quit thinking about fucking Ava. I groaned. Dammit all to hell.
As I opened the door to our room, a noise caught my attention. Looking toward the bed, I saw Ava sitting naked with her chin on her knees and her arms wrapped around her legs. But what froze me in my tracks were the tears running down her face. Jesus. Something was wrong. God, I hoped Doc hadn't given her bad news. I couldn't handle it if she did.
“Babe, what's wrong?” I asked hoarsely, fear evident in my voice.
She blinked her eyes, looked at me, then flew off the damn bed and launched herself into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist as she buried her head in my neck and started sobbing uncontrollably.
“Fuck, Ava. You're scaring the shit out of me, babe. Gotta tell me what's wrong,” I implored her as I stroked my hands up and down her back.
I kicked the door shut with my foot, then made my way to the bed and sat down. I tried to pry Ava away from me so I could look her in the face, but she had such a fucking hold on me that I would have to hurt her to pull her back any, and there was no way I would ever intentionally hurt her.
I didn't know what else to do other than let her cry, so that's what I did. I murmured to her, words of comfort and love. I didn't even fucking know what I was saying because my thoughts were whirling around in my mind like a push top toy spinning endlessly around in circles and getting absolutely nowhere. I watched the clock and after five minutes of heavy crying I knew I had to get her to listen to me or she was going to make herself sick.
“Babe, you're gonna make yourself sick if you keep crying this hard. I don't want you to do that,” I murmured to her.
It was like a switch had been flipped because the moment my words penetrated into her brain she pulled back and stared at me, horror crossing her face. She then put her hands down on her stomach, like she was trying to hide it or protect it.
“Ava, what the fuck is wrong? You're driving me insane here,” I commented to her as I wiped the tears from her face.
She looked into my eyes and I saw awe in them as happiness and fear raced across her face. I was fucking beside myself now. She fucking had to tell me what the fuck was wrong.
“Babe, tell me now,” I snapped out at her.
She reached and grabbed one of my hands, placed it on her tummy then covered mine with her hands.
“I'm pregnant, Dog. Thirteen weeks. And I'm so fucking scared, happy, worried, terrified, and ecstatic. I didn't want more children. Ever. Now the decision has been taken away from me. Dog, but what if something happens to our baby? I couldn't handle it. It would destroy my soul. God, Dog, I just… I just...” she shook her head like she couldn't find the words.
As I ran her words back through my mind it hit me like a sledgehammer what she had just told me. I glanced down to where she had my hand clutched to her stomach. My baby was inside there. She was carrying my baby.Oh, dear God. She was carrying our baby. I raised my eyes back to hers. I knew shock and disbelief had to be on my face.
“You're pregnant?” I whispered to her.
She nodded as a tiny small smile crossed her face.
“You're carrying my baby?”
Her smile grew as she nodded again.
“Oh fuck, babe. You're gonna have our baby,” I choked out.
“Yeah, Dog. I'm gonna have your baby,” she whispered back to me, her eyes roving over my face, searching for signs of how I felt.
I lifted my hands, cupped her face and brushed my lips across hers in a tender kiss. Suddenly I had to feel her, had to be inside her. I stood up and her legs tightened around my waist. I reached down, unbuttoned my jeans and somehow managed to push them and my boxers down to my thighs. I sat back down, and as if she knew what I needed, she reached down and raised my cock up so I could slide her down on me.
Once I was fully seated inside her, I just sat and held her. Rubbing her back as I gazed into her eyes. I could feel her vaginal walls tightening around my cock and I swear the damn thing was bigger than it's ever been.
“Babe, tell me what you're feeling.”
She sighed, “I'm happy. I'm glad the decision to have kids was taken out of my hands. I didn't realize how much I wanted our baby until it sunk in that I really am pregnant. But, oh god, Dog. I'm so scared. I feel helpless. I know there's no way we can keep the baby completely safe, and that terrifies me to death. Losing Mason was a pain I don't think I could live through a second time, Dog.”
“I understand that, babe, maybe not quite to your degree. Losing Angel was agony, even though I hadn't had the chance to meet her yet. But I had talked to her every day when I rubbed Beth's stomach, and she would kick at my voice. She knew me, Ava. She knew I was her dad. And, yeah, babe, losing a child is the fucking hardest pain to overcome. But,