Page 82 of Brandishing Beginnings

I didn’t know what it told though, just that something was up with our president.

“We should be smart about this,” My dad spoke up, agreeing with Buckley.

I looked at my father to see him eyeing the table carefully. It wasn’t lost on him either then, that Axel, Blaze, and Phoenix were acting differently than normal. I would have to make a point to speak to my dad away from the club to garner his insight.

“What do we know?” Bear asked.

We spent the next two hours planning on how we were going to take down the snakes, only for Buckley to hmm and haw over it. It was some fucking bullshit.

Frustrated beyond belief when we finally got out of church, I didn’t stick around to speak to my dad. My girl was home alone inthe middle of the night. All I wanted to do was get home, shower and slip into Maya.

Sleep would come after, much, much, after.

As expected, the house was dark and quiet when we walked in. We shed our boots in the mudroom off the kitchen before we moved through the house to the stairs, climbing them quickly.

We found Maya in our large bed—two king mattresses pushed together—sleeping naked as she usually did anymore. I loved how our relationship had evolved over the last two years and how Maya had evolved. Gone was the shy girl just learning BDSM and negotiations, now we had a spit-fire of a submissive that wasn’t afraid to try new things and often brought up ideas out of all the smutty books she read.

It was a dream come true. I couldn’t imagine ever being happier.

Well, I would be in about thirty seconds when I slipped my rock-hard cock between Maya’s slick folds. I quickly stripped off the rest of my clothes and headed into the shower. It had been a long day and the last thing I wanted to bring anything from work into our bed.

Nico tried to push me out of the way as I headed for our ensuite bathroom, but I beat him there. “Fucker.” He chuckled under hisbreath. There were two other showers in this house, those two could wash off elsewhere.

I made quick work of soaping up and rinsing off. After a quick towel off, I left the bathroom naked, not bothering to cover up. In the bedroom, Marcos still hadn’t moved, he was standing at the end of the bed, watching Maya sleep. His hand was moving slowly over his jean covered cock. “Shower’s free,” I muttered.

Marcos nodded absently, still stroking himself through his jeans while he stared at Maya. She was sleeping on her back, half the covers pulled off of her, either by her own wiggling or Marcos’s interference, but one tit was out and half her belly was showing. “So fucking perfect,” Marcos groaned.

I nodded, my naked cock growing hard.

“I’m gonna knock her up,” Marcos declared.

My jaw dropped open and I jerked my head to look at my brother in disbelief. “What?”

Marcos nodded absently, his eyes never leaving Maya. “Yeah. I’ve been fucking with her birth control. Giving her the sugar pills when she’s not paying attention.”

“Dude, the fuck?” Nico said from the doorway behind us.

I glanced over my shoulder to find my Nico with his hair dripping wet, as he walked into the bedroom naked.

“Mmhhmm,” Marcos murmured. He was utterly lost to the bomb he just dropped onto us. “She’ll never leave, then.”

I cocked my head at Marcos, confused. I was so used to seeing Marc—Killer—with his head on straight. He was usually wound so fucking tight and so in control, that he made me look flighty. Where the hell was this insecurity coming from? And why the hell were we just now hearing about it after being in a relationship with Maya for two years?

I knew that Marcos’s possessiveness was off the charts—shit, so was mine—but Marcos was acting completely out of character.

“Since when are you worried that she’s gonna leave?” Nico asked, voicing the same concerns I had.

Marcos shrugged a shoulder and then sighed softly. “I don’t know… since my Mom? Since Kara left? I don’t know. Two of the three women in my life that meant anything to me are gone…Maya can’t leave me if she’s carrying my—our baby, right?”

I sighed deeply. This was some heavy shit. “Nah bro,” I agreed quietly. “She can’t leave if she’s having our baby.”

Nico walked further into the room to stand shoulder to shoulder with Marcos. I moved closer to be right next to them as well. “Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s knock up our woman.”

I chuckled dryly,leave it to Nic to make a joke during a heavy moment.

“I’m gonna hit the shower,” Marcos muttered. He jogged for the bathroom, a new determination in his gait. A moment later, the water was turning on.

I shared a look with Nico. “You sure about this?”

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