Carrying Blaze's Mark

I murmur, reaching up to run my hands along his chest. “You’re my everything. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
“Same here, baby.”
My back arches as he slowly slides his cock inch by inch into my core. Connecting us in the most intimate way possible in all ways.
“Liam,” I moan his name wanting him to move faster than he is. I want to feel him pounding inside me.
“Right here, Little Bird. I’m going to enjoy every minute of this. I don’t get to often and with the boys down for the count, I’m taking full advantage.” He grins.
“I don’t have a problem with that but fuck me like you mean it and not slow as molasses,” I mutter.
“Baby, anytime my cock is inside you, I’m fuckin’ you like I mean it. You take what I give you,” he grinds out slowing his thrust to barely moving.
Damn him.
Why is he torturing me?
Thrust after slow torturous thrust, Blaze causes a fire to light within me. Sweat begins to bead my body and my orgasm is so close yet still so far away. Panting, I can feel myself tightening even further around Blaze’s cock.
Drawing back Blaze slams home repeating the motion several times. I have to bite my lip to keep from screaming and waking the boys. Leaning forward my man captures my mouth in a searing kiss absorbing my screams of pleasure as my orgasm hits full force.
Blazes thrust faster and growls into my mouth. His cock twitches as he pumps into me shooting his come deep inside my pussy.
Good thing I’d gotten back on my birth control. Otherwise, I’d be knocked up for sure. Since we’d been cleared to have sex again, he’d not once used a condom. Not that we ever did, I just was not wanting to get pregnant again.
Honestly, I don’t think I ever want to have another baby.
Going through the traumatic experience of having Mark and all that went down after, I’m scared something like that would happen again.
The club was finally getting to a new normal. One without Momma B.
At her funeral, as I promised her, I made sure ‘Sweet Child of Mine’ was played for her as she was put in the ground. Bear took off afterward and for the past three months none of us had really heard from him. He’d talked to Rage some but said he needed this time to do what he promised Momma B he would. I know it’s hard for him. It’s never easy and knowing that it was going to happen regardless can’t be easy on him.
Blaze rolls us until I’m on top, his cock still deep inside me as he breaks the kiss. “Love when you tighten on me like you did, Little Bird.”
“Love when you fuck me the way you did, Liam.” I giggle.
I love moments like this.
With the boys our sex life has become interesting in us fitting it in. For instance, yesterday, Blaze pulled me into the bathroom for a quickie in the shower during naptime. There was another time, I was giving him a blowjob and Mark started crying right as Blaze came in my mouth. Yeah, talk about timing. Both boys are definitely cockblockers at their finest, but I wouldn’t trade them for anything. I love my sons just as much as their daddy.
Blaze kept his promise that day he went after Mark. He carried our baby home to me and I love him all the more. My ol’ man carries the weight of this family without even struggling under the pressure of it all.
There was only one time I asked him about what happened to the people who went against us, Blaze looked at me and I swore he could see into my soul as he shook his head. “Don’t want that on your soul, Little Bird. I’ll carry the weight of what needed to be done without you knowing. Just know, baby, you can sleep easy every night without a worry of someone coming after you or them again.”
I’d kissed him and ended up going down on him, Ironically, that was the same night Mark woke up in the midst of Blaze coming.
Lifting my head off his chest, I look down at my man and grind myself down on him feeling his cock twitch inside me.
“Ride me, Little Bird,” he growls.
“Plan on it.” As I start to move my hips, a cry comes through the baby monitor causing me to groan.
Perfect timing that kid has.
Hopping off Blaze, I grab his t-shirt and go grab our son. I pick him up out of the crib and head back to my bedroom, not wanting to wake Matthew.
Entering the bedroom, a thought occurred to me.
I was carrying Blaze’s Mark just like I said I would and I couldn’t ask for anything more perfect than moments like this.
The End.

Dear Readers,
I hope you all enjoyed Carrying Blaze’s Mark. The struggles of being a parent is real and it’s not easy some days. I for one as a mother of three know the hardship other mothers can feel. The thought of something happening to a child, any child, hurts my heart.
Now I hope you’re prepared for more Blaze and Raven to come as they’ll be back in Protecting Blaze’s Mark coming sometime in the Spring. Be prepared as you can see with their stories so far, these two have been through a lot. This one will be the final story to their HEA.
Oh, don’t worry though I’m thinking someone else will have a three-set story line just as they have. It’s just a matter of who will it be . . .
Sincerely,
E.C.


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Prologue
Raven
Present Day
No. No. No.
Please tell me I didn’t do what I think I did. Groaning in my sleep I go to roll out of the bed, but I couldn’t. All thanks to the arm holding me