Shadow’s Heart (Devil’s Inferno MC #3)

Chapter Forty-One

Shadow

I didn’t think it was possible to love Wreck more than I already did, but when he showed me that design, I felt myself fall more in love with the amazing man. Some people might not get it, but I do. Wreck expresses so much through his art, and it was clear to me the effort and love that went into every line and detail he drew.

I’ve always known I meant a lot to him, but fuck, that tattoo design was something else. The way he made it all fit together, and adding the little meaningful things, it all made me feel so seen and loved. He certainly knows how to hit me in the feels. I need to figure out a tattoo for myself that represents him and what he means to me. He deserves a place of pride on my body; really, with all my tattoos, you’d think I’d already have something representing him, but I’ve never quite figured out what I should get for him. Probably because I was only looking at him as my best friend and not the love of my life.

We’ve just got back to the house after spending a couple of hours riding, and I can tell how much Wreck enjoyed the freedom of being back out on his bike. He just seems happier and lighter now. We’ve definitely got company; there are a handful of the MC’s SUVs parked in the driveway as well as multiple bikes dotted around. Just how many people did Wrath get to help pack and move up Wreck’s belongings? Knowing my brother, probably everyone who wasn’t busy. They probably all jumped at the chance to help too. They’re all good guys like that.

Entering the house behind Wreck, I can see piles of boxes lined up against the walls waiting for us to unpack and find a place for their contents to live. Walking past them all, because there’s no way we’re starting to unpack everything when we’ve clearly got company. Inside my kitchen we find Wrath, Flame, Rock, Ink, Blade, Joker, Flash, and Jake all sitting around the kitchen counter eating pizza. I guess they were hungry when they finished moving everything over here.

“Thank you all for sorting all my shit.” Wreck says as he walks towards the counter and grabs a slice of pizza from the nearest box. He sits down in the only empty chair left in the kitchen.

“No thanks needed. We were all happy to help.” Joker says before taking a massive bite out of his slice.

Taking a page out of Wreck’s book, I walk over and claim a slice of pizza, but unlike Wreck, I don’t have anywhere to sit. Wreck seeing this grabs me around my waist and pulls me down to sit in his lap. Nobody even blinks an eye at his actions. I’d say it’s because they aren’t bothered, but it’s not that. This isn’t exactly the first time Wreck has done this when there weren’t enough seats for us all. The only difference now is I can feel him getting hard under my ass and have to force myself not to move my ass on his lap and make things worse for us both. I can’t exactly do anything about his erection when our house is full of company. That would just be rude.

We all sit around shooting shit while munching away on pizza. It’s nice to just hang out and talk without some drama sitting in the background. There has been far too much going on around here lately. It’s nice to just take a breather from it all and just be.

After finishing the mountain of pizza in my kitchen, everyone except Wrath and Flame leaves. Which I’m thankful for because I do need to speak to them both without others around who could potentially overhear our conversation. I don’t want to accidentally say something about the baby that could be overheard and spoil their announcement party next week. That wouldn’t be good at all.

We move into the living room now that it’s just us four, with me and Wreck taking one couch and Wrath and Flame the other. It’s weird how so much has changed over the past year, but at the same time really nothing has. We’re still all the same people, except now we’re all in relationships with our best friend. It’s funny when you take into account that me and Wrath are twins, and somehow both ended up falling in love with our best friends. Our male best friends at that.

“So Sera tells us you’re announcing the baby next week.” I say.

“Yep. We’re both super excited but nervous at the same time.” Wrath says.

“I get that, but you have nothing to worry about. Everyone is going to be overjoyed for you both. When are you telling Dad and Cam?”

“The night before we tell everyone else. We want you both to be there if that’s okay?.”

“Of course we’ll be there. I can’t wait to see their faces when they find out.” I reply excitedly.

“I just hope Cam doesn’t think we’re trying to replace him.” Flame says, looking and sounding worried.

“You both love that boy more than life. Even with a new baby, that’s not going to change. If you’re still worried after he finds out, then talk to him, but I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised by his reaction.” Wreck says, and I couldn’t have said it better myself. I agree wholeheartedly with everything he’s said.

“I hope you’re right. He may not be mine by blood, but I fucking love that kid. I’d die for him.”

“We know man, and I’m pretty sure he knows that too.” I say.

The rest of the evening with Wrath and Flame is spent talking about babies, nurseries, and many other things related to parenthood. I never imagined we’d be sitting here having such a conversation, but life takes unexpected turns sometimes, and I wouldn’t change any of it for all the money in the world. We’re all the happiest we’ve ever been.

I love seeing Wrath and Flame grow their family. Fuck if they weren’t meant to be parents. Since the moment Cam entered their lives, they took to parenthood like ducks to water. Just like Cam, the new baby couldn’t ask for better parents. I don’t think they have anything to worry about with Cam; if anything, he’s going to be far too overprotective of his younger sibling after everything he’s been through in his short life, which might cause some issues in years yet to come, but I’m sure we’ll all be there to help them deal with that at a later date. For now, I know we’re probably all going to become balls of mush watching Cam dote over the baby. I can’t wait until my newest niece or nephew arrives, not only to watch my brother’s family grow but so I can spoil them because, just like Cam, that child is going to be spoiled rotten and I’ll have zero regrets.

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Naked might just be my favorite way to see Wreck nowadays. He’s fucking magnificent, if I do say so myself. I could spend forever looking at him this way and never get bored. Well okay, I might just prefer to be doing something other than staring when I have him naked in front of me, but can you blame me? My man is fucking hot as sin.

“Are you going to stand there and stare at me all night? Or are you going to get naked and join me?” Wreck asks, voice filled with laughter.

“Sorry, I got sidetracked by your body. You can’t blame me.” I say as I quickly start pulling my clothes off. Wreck just watches on, eyes heating with each item of clothing I remove. Watching his reactions to me will never get old.

Once I’m as naked as the day I was born, I crawl my way up his body that is currently stretched out across our bed and take his mouth in a hot and heavy kiss. Kissing Wreck is now one of my favorite things to do. It still feels as fucking magical now as the first time, and I’ve got a feeling it will always be this way. I never knew that with the right person, kissing alone could feel this good. It’s like every nerve in my body comes alive.

Pulling back from his mouth, I catch his bottom lip in my teeth and give it a light tug, which earns me an indecent moan from Wreck. Hmm… I’ll have to remember that for a later date; I’m sure it’ll come in handy at driving him out of his mind. A man has got to have some tricks in his arsenal for when the time is right.

“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to having you like this beneath me.” I tell him.

“Maybe in fifty years.” He says with a smile.

“Nah, I think knowing you’re mine will always be surreal, but enough talking; I have plans for us right now.” I say as I move down his body and zero in on his dick. “Oh, before we get carried away, grab me the lube. I’m going to need that.” I say with a wink.

Wreck just shakes his head at me with a smile and reaches into the nightstand to grab the lube before throwing it down the bed towards me. He reclines back into his previous position, leaving his body laid out like a buffet just for me.

Even though this is only the second time having him in my mouth, I feel confident in my abilities to drive him out of his mind. Getting a decent rhythm without going too deep takes a couple of attempts, but then it’s easy to get lost in the taste and feel of him inside my mouth. Glancing up at his face, I internally chuckle when I see his head tossing side to side as he moans and claws at the bedding underneath him. I think he might just like what I’m doing.

I don’t stop sucking as I blindly reach around for the lube, grabbing it and opening it before pouring some on my fingers. Watching him closely from my position between his legs, I bring my first finger to his hole and tease him the same way he did to me last night. I know just how good it felt for me and how it helped ease me up before he pushed inside me. I want to make sure this is as painless as it can be, in the same way he made it that way for me.

I spend a good five minutes preparing Wreck to take me for the first time. And by the time I think he’s ready as he can possibly be, he’s begging me to fuck him. I can’t deny him any longer; he looks fucking magnificent, so hot, and flushed, wanting me so much. Removing my fingers from his body, I grab the lube once more, pouring some onto my palm before coating my dick with it.

Pushing Wreck’s legs back, I position myself at his hole, asking, “Ready?”

He opens and closes his mouth a few times, but when it becomes clear to us both that he isn’t going to find his voice, he nods yes, giving me the signal I’ve been waiting for, and I gently push inside him, stopping once I’ve pushed past the first ring of muscle, giving him a chance to adjust and get used to the feeling of being filled.

Wreck seems to be slightly impatient as he reaches around, grabbing my ass and pushing me fully inside him. The groan he lets out is so loud I’m really fucking happy we live alone with no real neighbors. The sounds he’s making are just for my ears. Fuck if I want anyone else overhearing him.

“Move.” Wreck demands impatiently. I pull back before pushing back inside him, setting a steady rhythm. Wreck doesn’t stay still though he moves his body to meet my every thrust.

Changing my angle slightly. I know I’ve hit the spot inside him when he starts chanting, “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”

Pulling his legs over my shoulders, I up the speed of my thrusts and am totally taken by surprise when his dick starts erupting between us without either one of us touching it. Holy shit, I can’t believe I made him cum totally untouched. The feeling of him clamping down on my cock is the beginning of the end for me, and after a few more thrusts, I cum deep inside him.

As gently as possible, I lower his legs back down from my shoulders and pull free from his body. As I move away, I can’t help but smile at the blissed-out look on Wreck’s face. Knowing I’m the reason he currently looks that way sure is good for one’s ego. Stepping off the bed, I quickly bend and kiss him on the forehead before heading to get us something to clean up with as well as run him a bath. It certainly helped me after my first time, and I know it’ll do him some good too.