Lyon
Chapter 150

Her p***y gripped me like a glove as she pushed her a*s back into my strokes, spreading her legs for me. I fingered her clit and marked her neck while the sap rose in my balls. “I’m cumming baby you there?”

“Uh-huh.” I can still make her voice go weak. Her p***y quivered around my c**k and she scratched the sheets as I sped up my pounding strokes into her, sending my d**k deep into her belly. I tried not to f**k with her hair when I held her head down in the pillow as I offloaded about a pint of jizz in her p***y.

I let the last drop drip into her before pulling out and tapping my pierced c**k head onto her a*s crack. I moved back and pulled her panties back up her legs. “Don’t clean up, I want my scent on you when those boys get here, don’t want any misunderstandings.”

“Colton seriously? Aren’t these people your friends?” She went to dig through her clothes in the closet while I tried to catch my breath on the bed. Her a*s did look too good in those things and I knew it was because she was still carrying some extra from when she was breeding with Cody. I dare not say that shit though or she’d get to starving her a*s or some f**k to lose weight and I hate that shit. “I don’t care Kat, it’s a man thing don’t question it.”

I tongue f****d her mouth before leaving her to figure out her wardrobe. “By the way don’t forget to have the kids ready in twenty. We have to be at the hospital an hour ago.”

“They’ll be ready, oh Colt can you please have a talk with Catalina? She’s so excited about the others coming that I’m afraid of what she might do.”

“Afraid someone else might figure out she’s f*****g nuts?”

“COLTON.” Damn she likes to yell.

To keep her happy I did go in search of the mad scientist but for once she was behaving. “Look daddy isn’t this pretty? Mom said I look like a princess.” She was wearing some flowery thing with ribbons and shit in her hair and she did look like your average five year old the way she sat there like she was waiting patiently for the festivities to start. Too bad for her a*s I don’t trust her.

“Where’re your brothers?” They’re usually her targets of choice and it was only a few weeks ago that I had to save poor Aiden from one of her concoctions that once thrown down the sink had smoked and fumed and given off the most awful odor in creation.

“They’re around somewhere, but daddy you didn’t say, isn’t my dress pretty?”

“It’s beautiful kid, come give your old man a hug.” She got a pained look on her face and I knew why five seconds later when I heard all three of her brothers trampling down the stairs calling for their mother at the top of their lungs. It could have something to do with the many keys under her a*s when she got up from the corner of the couch where she’d been sitting.

“What did they do to you?” I wasn’t gonna laugh, Kat says that only encourages her, not that the kid needs any encouragement, she’s a one man army and just like her old man, she don’t give a f**k.

“They won’t let me play.”

“Do you really wanna play in your pretty clothes?”

“The boys are playing in theirs why can’t I? it’s not fair daddy. Caitie doesn’t play with me she’s too old and the boys say I’m just a girl.” I tried explaining that shit to her until she got a strange light in her eyes before grabbing her contraband and trying to make a run for it. “I know, I’ll play with Cody”

“Hold it.” I had to talk her out of using her brother as a science project, the shit she had in mind would land us all in jail. Where the f**k does she come up with this shit? “Catalina, your brother is not a doll, he hurts just as you do. You cannot pin his eyes back to see how they work.” What the f**k? Who thinks of this shit? I’m gonna have to remember to tell Kat not to leave those two alone.

***

They started trickling in early evening, first Law and his crew, followed by Creed and his. By the time the SEALs showed up I was afraid the neighbors were gonna call out the National Guard. Mallory wasn’t coming tonight; he had a kid with a fever so Kat and I would have to make a run out to their place after the holidays if things didn’t change by tomorrow.

We made a sight in the upscale neighborhood with its preppy shit. I could just imagine the curtains being pulled back and the calls to nine-one- one. The SEALs had flown in and rented two SUVs and by the time my whole crew showed up the front of my house looked like a hoedown.

Kat and Elena had gone all out to make the houses ready and make sure there was more than enough room for everyone so nobody had to stay at a hotel. Elena was getting the most of it since she had more available space, but the way things were looking the women were all bunking in my damn living room.

I don’t know what it is about females, but they gravitate towards each other like bees to their queen, add a couple pregnancies to the mix and men become damn near nonexistent. At least Kat had a smile on her face as she made the rounds making sure her new guests were comfortable.

“Well Lyon, we made it.” Law sidled up to me in the middle of the mayhem that was taking place in my living room. “I’m glad you came.” I was surprised to realize that was true, though my house looks like an outlaw crew had overrun it.

People were spread out from the backyard to the driveway. Somebody had turned on the stereo and Xmas carols were piping through the speaker system, and the women were passing around trays of food and drinks.

The house felt like it was supposed to the night before Xmas, light and happy. It was enlightening to see that I wasn’t the only husband who had lost his damn mind. The way these boys hovered around their women, taking care of their every need, you’d think no one had ever carried a child before.

The kids were in their element, even my boys who were usually stoic little f***s were having the time of their lives showing off their riding skills. I kept my eye on Catalina as she flitted from room to room. She had everyone fooled from the get. All the women were goo-goo over her and she had the men wrapped around her little finger.

I figure they were all watching her and imagining what their little angels might be when they finally got here, if they only knew. I knew I was the one who’d said no shoptalk but by the time the women were settled I was making eye contact with the guys to follow me outside. I could see that though they were willing to put shit aside for their women’s sake, they wanted to get shit moving.