Shade managed to get his raging hard-on under control. When he went back into the bedroom, Lily wasn’t there. For a second, Shade’s heart stopped until he heard her singing from the next room.

She sang to John every night when she put him to sleep, not that he would sleep long. He awoke every three hours like clockwork.

Shade was watching television with Lily sleeping next to him when he heard John waking. Shade quietly got out of the bed without disturbing her as he went to the nursery.

“Sorry to disappoint you, little man, but it’s just me.”

Shade changed his diaper and laid him back down before going downstairs to make him a bottle.

Lily had diligently pumped her milk, telling him it was so he would be able to give John the occasional bottle. She believed it would help them bond.

Shade went back upstairs, lifting his wailing son into his arms then sitting down in the rocking chair with him. Shade placed the bottle in his mouth and watched him suck the milk down.

Lily was wrong; he felt no different than when he had given a bottle to Penni or one of Razer’s kids.

His son’s eyes drooped as he sucked.

“Twinkle, twinkle little star…” Shade sang.

His son’s blue eyes opened, tearing up before jerking his mouth away. Then he began to scream.

“I think you scared him.” Lily giggled, walking forward.

Shade gratefully relinquished his wailing infant. “I scare everyone.”

“Not me,” Lily said, taking his place in the rocking chair. “At least, not as much anymore,” she clarified at his raised brow.

“I’ll do some work while you show up my singing talents,” he teased, watching the two of them together until he made himself leave. The look on her face when she stared at their child always captivated him. It was like she was holding a miracle in her hands.

Shade was working on his laptop when Lily came to bed. He shut it before turning off the light. Lily rolled toward him, laying her head on his chest and her arm over his stomach.

Shade gave a brief laugh as he twirled a tendril of her hair around his finger.

“What’s so funny?”

“I was just remembering, when we first started sleeping together, I was the one who held you, but now you’re the one who holds me.”

Lily started to rise. “I didn’t—”

“Stay,” Shade said, pressing down on her back until she lay relaxed against him again.

“Shade, I don’t believe those reports.”

“Lily…” He wasn’t going to let her believe another lie about him, and he wasn’t about to go back to the last year of fearing she would find out the truth. Her finding out had been a relief in a sense, taking the weight of fear away.

“Don’t tell me you don’t care about The Last Riders. I won’t believe it. Don’t tell me you don’t care about Penni, Beth, or our child, either.” Lily’s voice trembled. “I won’t believe you. Not everyone loves the same way. You just show and feel it differently from the rest of us.”

“I buy that I’m different,” Shade agreed as Lily began kissing his chest, moving down toward his stomach.

“You are.” Lily leaned over him, slipping the sheet down from his hips and baring his hardening cock. Her hand gently explored him, her tongue licking the tip before she placed only the head into her mouth.

Shade groaned. “Lily … If you’re going to suck my cock, suck all of it.” His hand went down to her head, his fingers threading through her hair.

“If you love me, how can you not love all the different pieces of me? John, Beth, Razer, and everyone else in that clubhouse have a piece of my heart. You may own the largest part of me, but you’ll have to share it with the rest of the people I give my love to.

“You don’t have to love them as much as I do. Say, for example, if you can’t find it in that heart of yours to love Bliss”—her mouth glided over his cock, going down on him farther before sliding back to the crest—“or Jewell”—down her mouth went again, that time taking him deeper before going back up again—“or Stori”—Shade groaned when she took his cock to the back of her throat before repeating the move again—“or Ember, I’m cool with that.”

Shade’s laugh was cut off abruptly when his wife’s teeth grazed the sensitive underside of his cock. His hips arched when Lily’s mouth came down on him as she quit teasing him and began to suck on him the why he liked.

“I’m going to come,” Shade warned.

Lily lifted her head, rising to her knees on the bed and placing her legs on each side of his hips while she bunched her gown up to her waist.

Shade stared at her bare pussy as she poised herself over his cock. Watching her slide herself down onto his cock was the most erotic thing he had ever witnessed. He watched her reaction carefully to make sure she wasn’t hurting herself, and the only thing he saw was ecstasy as it filled her expression when she began to move up and down.

Shade reached up, sliding down the straps of her gown until the top was bunched at her waist, leaving her breasts bare as she fucked herself on his cock. He started to thrust up into her, but she stopped with her pussy flush against his pelvis.

“If you move, I’ll stop,” Lily threatened with mock seriousness, repeating the words he had often told her when they were having sex.

Shade nodded, bringing his knees up so she could lean back against his thighs as he let her have her way. Thankfully, she began moving again.

“I love having your dick in me. Have I told you that before?” Her breasts swung as she fucked him while she licked her bottom lip. “I do, almost as much as I love sucking your dick.”

“Woman, I don’t know how much longer I can take you talking dirty to me while you’re fucking yourself on my dick.”

“Then you’re going to love this.” She leaned down, pressing her nipples into his chest, her teeth nipping his ear. “Fuck me.”

His hands went to her hair and jerking her head forward so her mouth met his, he devoured the warm recesses, dueling with her tongue for control. Then he flipped her until she was lying on her back, his cock plunging to the hilt as her thighs gripped his hips, pulling him to her tighter.

“I want to get a tattoo.”

“You’re telling me that when I’m fucking you?” Shade took a nipple into his mouth, biting down.

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” Lily’s nails dug into his shoulders as she came.

“Angel, with me, being bad is always a good thing.” The thought of his mark on her nearly drove him insane.

He plunged his cock inside of her, pounding her hard enough to shake the lamp on the bedside table. His mouth went to the curve of her breast, sucking on her flesh as he gave her the release he had been holding back for the last two months.

He shuddered as the last of his climax played out. Then, when he was able, he rolled off his wife to give her breathing room and began brushing the hair back from her face.

“I’m going to have to talk dirty to you more often.”

“Just make sure we’re alone when you do, or you’re going to be embarrassed.”

Lily’s expression turned serious. “I made myself a promise when I was in the hospital with John. If I was strong enough to go through giving birth, I’m strong enough to handle anything. I’m never going to forget your face when I walked down that path.” Lily buried her face in his neck. “I should have trusted that you could handle Brooke. I’ll never forgive myself for that. She’s insane, Shade. She truly is.”