Viper's Kiss (Back Down Devil MC #8)(41)

Blaine pulled away with a wet sound and growled. “Fuck, that’s so good.”

Jessa opened her mouth and Blaine went right back at it. She managed a hoarse whimper and then lost her breath as the tip of his tongue hit the right spot at the right time. It felt like he was everywhere though. Cradling her waist, her belly, her *. It all had more feeling than just pleasure to it. Blaine had staked his claim when he came inside her and got her pregnant. Now he was proving his mark.

As Jessa started to come, her legs fought to close. Blaine quickly ran his hands down to her knees and spread her open again. That gave her hips a chance to move. She thrust, lifted, wiggled, rocked. She came so hard that her ribs started to hurt from breathing so heavy. And Blaine stayed right with her the entire time.

When the climax subsided, Jessa melted into the bed. She stared at the ceiling and it was bouncing. It almost felt like she was high. She felt Blaine’s tongue still savoring her. Moving slower by the second, the circles he was making wider and wider. She felt him kiss her inner thigh, his teeth grazing ever-so-slightly. Then he kissed up along her smooth skin and paused at her belly. His hands pushed her shirt up more and she looked down to see Blaine hovering over her. His nose barely touched her stomach.

Her eyes instantly filled with tears. She knew right then that Blaine would be a good father. Maybe not the kind of guy that would balance the checkbook and check the 401(k) balance to make sure they were saving enough for retirement. But he would fight - he would kill - for his family.

With her bottom lip quivering, Jessa reached down and slid her fingers into Blaine’s hair. She twisted and pulled, wanting to hurt him. She did hate him. Oh, a great part of herself hated him. So f*cking much. But that exact part was starting to love him. Maybe that part always loved him and she just wanted to be a good friend to Meghan.

Blaine looked up at her and nodded. His eyes looked glazed. Like he was…

Jessa felt her jeans vibrate.

“What the hell…”

“My phone,” she whispered and laughed.

“Oh. Yeah.”

Blaine backed away.

Jessa reached down and slid her hand into the front pocket of her jeans, which were down at her ankles.

As she pressed a button on the screen, Blaine grabbed her wrist. “We have a lot to talk about.”

“I know.” Her finger slid across the screen. It was a text message from Mike.

“Who the f*ck is Mike?” Blaine asked.

“Uh…”

Blaine grabbed the phone. He read the text out loud. “You’re going to get it, baby. Come over. I’m hard just thinking about you.”

“That’s not what you think,” Jessa said.

Blaine threw the phone to the bed. “You f*ck this guy since me?”

“No. Nobody has…”

“Then what does he want?”

“Exactly what it says,” Jessa said. She stood up and dressed herself. “You think you’re the only one with needs? I don’t do relationships so…”

“You have a f*ck friend?”

“I guess you could say that.”

The rage and jealousy flashed across Blaine’s face. Jessa almost regretted admitting that to Blaine. Maybe it would have been better to just tell him that Mike was an ex or something. There was nothing Jessa could do then about the whole situation though. Blaine had seen her phone and he was picturing her with Mike. She could tell by the way he looked at her and the intensity of his eyes.

Being with Mike was nothing like Blaine. If Blaine was a blizzard then that made Mike the lightest of flurries. There was no way Jessa could say that to Blaine though. He was already close to exploding.

“When was the last time?” Blaine asked.

“Before you,” Jessa said. “That’s all that matters.”

“No. Tell me.”

Jessa touched her stomach. “I’m carrying your child, Blaine. You can’t get…” Jealous. She was nervous to say the word. “I’m not a virgin, okay?”

“Oh, I know that,” Blaine said with a sly grin. “I’m not sharing you though. You’re mine. My baby. My family.”

“I never said you had to share,” Jessa said.

The tension seemed to let up just a little.

“Not with men,” Blaine said. “But another woman…”

Jessa snorted and started to blush. She thought about that stupid whore going down on Blaine. The way he stared at her… the way it made her feel… Jessa suddenly saw herself maybe touching herself while…

Her phone beeped again.

Another text message.

Fuck.

“This *…” Blaine’s eyes went wide as he looked at her phone.

“Give me,” Jessa said.

She took her phone back.

Mike, again. Of course.

Don’t ignore me. Don’t make me find you. Luke is here. He’s game.

The phone left her hand.

Now Blaine was livid. “Yeah? This guy just orders you around?”

“It’s not what you think.”

Yeah, Mike had been suggesting to Jessa about his best friend, Luke, getting involved in their relationship. That was something Jessa always shut down, but the last time it came up, Mike got pissed and told Jessa to leave.

Blaine threw the phone to the floor and grabbed Jessa by the face. He stared and curled his lip.