He wasn’t dating her.
Edward was going to give her so much more. He wanted a house and a family. For a long time Sophia had given up on the dream of having a family. She was in her early twenties, and she didn’t want the responsibility of raising children. When it was only she and Kate it had been difficult for her. Having no parents to take care of them had made it hard for her to think of being part of a family. Kate was out most of the time leaving her to handle the bills and cooking.
“Come back to me, Sophia,” Edward said.
She hadn’t even realized her eyes were closed or that she’d stopped moving. His c**k pulsed inside her, but he’d stopped thrusting inside her.
He cupped her cheek. “Where did you go?”
“I want to have a family with you.” She stared into his eyes. “I can’t think of anything more amazing. I want to make a baby. I want it all.”
She hoped she wasn’t scaring him with what she wanted out of life.
Edward pushed the hair off her face. “Baby, if you’re not pregnant now then I’m making it my mission in life to get you so. I’ll be on you all day every day until we have a little stick telling me we succeeded.”
“I love you.”
“And I love you. Never doubt it, but now I want you to f**k my dick.” To make his point, he gripped her hips, pulling her off his shaft and plunging her back down on him. Sophia cried out. The pleasure that had dimmed through her panic was now back claiming her.
She rode his c**k hard, taking him as deep as he would go.
“Yes, harder, baby.” He slapped her ass again, and the pain brought her closer to orgasm. “Touch yourself,” he said.
Reaching down between them, she started to finger her pu**y, touching her clit. Edward took over and helped her to ride him. He was rock hard, and every now and then he kissed her lips.
“Come for me,” he said, ordering her.
She focused on her clit, stroking herself. Within seconds she cried out, her orgasm catching up to her.
Edward squeezed her ass, rolled over so she was underneath him, and then slammed in deep.
He took over, ramming inside her with such force that he took her breath away. His relentless thrusts sent her over the edge into another orgasm.
“I’m going to make you come again.”
She didn’t think it was possible, but he proved her wrong by sending her over the edge once again. Edward was the one in control. He f**ked her hard, touching her in ways that made her feel special.
Only when he was ready did he let himself find release. She felt him jerk within her, his cum soaking her womb, making her think of babies and the future. When his orgasm started to ebb away, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close.
“I love you so much. We’re going to have a baby, and nothing is going to stop us getting what we want.”
His arms wrapped around her. Sophia felt safe, protected in the sanctuary of his arms. She could face the world with him by her side.
“You’re going to get your spot back in the club, Nash.”
He tensed. “Don’t call me that until we know.”
Chapter Eleven
The following day he was getting testy. He f**king hated being cooped up in the abandoned factory while his fellow brothers, the club he ran with, were dealing with shit on the outside. Sophia was sat in a long denim dress watching him pace.
“You’re going to get tired walking up and down like that.”
“I can’t help it. My boys are out there.” Resting his hands behind his head, he walked toward the door and backed away. He was grounded to this place. There was nowhere else he could go, as otherwise he’d put the rest of the crew in danger. He understood the risks, but right at that moment he couldn’t think of a better way of spending his time than finding out what happened.
Walking over to Sophia, he lifted her wrist into the air to read the time on the watch. It was a little after twelve. He’d eaten porridge and drunk f**king coffee. Now he was raving to go, and he was nervous about the results of yesterday.
What if the reason they were staying away was because they no longer wanted him? Crap, he couldn’t handle this.
“This is why Lash is keeping you out,” Sophia said, rising from her chair.
“What?”
“You’re not in control right now. The guy, the addict, he’s in control.”
“They need me, Sophia. I can’t sit around and wait for them.”
“Yes, you can, and you’re going to do exactly that, or so help me, I will chain your ass back to the wall.” She poked at his chest, her glare making him shut up.
“I need to help them.”
“Then help. Get better and do as you’re f**king told for them. You f**ked up once. Don’t give them another reason for you not to be part of The Skulls.” Her hand rested to his chest. “Be in control. Be Nash.”
Nodding, he wrapped his arms around her. His whole body was tense and on edge. This was the longest he’d ever been kept waiting for anything in his life. The only other person he’d waited for was Sophia, and now she was his. He was going to do everything in his power to keep her. Edward was sure of one thing, and that was his love for Sophia.
He hoped by the end of the day he was back to calling himself Nash. Edward was such a pu**y f**king name. No one was scared of Edward Myers, but Nash had a reputation all of its own.
Two more hours went by with not a word. Sophia distracted him as best she could by playing cards or touching him. Nothing was going to distract him. Every single one of The Skulls had a decision to make.
Just wait. Everything will be fine as long as you wait.
Taking deep breaths didn’t help, and neither did pacing. Sophia stopped helping and watched him in between making coffee. For fun she started telling him where to walk. Even when he didn’t want to, he found himself laughing.
The laughter was short lived as the door was opened. Lash and Murphy walked through the door. The looks on their face sent a shot of fear up his spine.
“What’s going on?” he asked.
“Our enemies are inside Fort Wills. We don’t know who they are, but Tiny’s contacted Devil. Chaos Bleeds is on their way,” Lash said.
Murphy was white as a ghost. Looking between the two men, Edward knew they were keeping something from him. “What’s going on?”
“Whoever our enemies are, they went after our women.”
“What?” Sophia asked. She moved to stand beside him. The Skulls never hit at women or civilians. They followed their own code of how to handle things.