Title : Inked Babies (The Inked Brotherhood Epliogue)
Author: Jo Raven
Genre : Romance
Photographer: Eric Battershell
Models: Burton Hughes and Coco Liliana Hughes
Five brothers in all but blood, five girls who love them, emerging from a past fraud with darkness and danger. There are wedding bells, and baby cries and laughter all around. They have found their happy ending.Only one cloud is marring these blue skies, and it has to do with Zane, the rock of the brotherhood. Nobody knows exactly what is wrong, but here’s the thing, folks:
There are five of us, and we’re brothers in all but blood. We stand all for one and one for all. If you messed with one of us, you’ve messed with all of us. We protect our own.
And Zane is more than one of our own. He’s our leader. He’s our steady center. If our center shatters, we all shatter.
This brotherhood is strong. We’re gonna find out what troubles him and put it to rest, once and for all, bury it, stomp on it, crush it until it’s fixed or gone.
Time we celebrated our happy ending.
“How many lines do you see?” Audrey asks.
“I’m not drunk, you know.”
“Maybe I am. Humor me.” We’re both kneeling on the cold tiles of the bathroom, but can’t seem to move from the spot.
“Two. Red. Lines.” I lick my lips. “And that means?”
She punches me in the shoulder. It’s like a kitten pawing at me. “Ash.”
“What?” I grin.
“You know very well what it means.” She starts to laugh, covering her face with her hands, and she sounds kinda hysterical. “Oh my God, Asher Devlin.”
I can’t stop my grin from widening. “We’re having another baby.”
The pregnancy test is positive. I knew it in my gut for weeks now that she was pregnant, and here’s proof. I feel < span class="TextRun SCX210020806" lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" xml:lang="EN-US"> proud, and scared, and happy at the same time.
I whoop and draw her into my arms to kiss her mouth. “I love you, .”< span class="EOP SCX210020806" style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">
“Love you, too, but…” She trembles a little in the circle of my arms. “So soon? Scott is not even two yet. He’s still breastfeeding, for God’s sake.”
I lower my hand to her still flat tummy. “And he’ll love a brother, or a sister to play with.”
“It will be hard.”
“We’ll be fine. We’ll do this together.” I bite my lip not to laugh at the look she sends me. “Well, I’ll help as much as I can. Rub your feet and all. Rub anything you need rubbed.” I lift my hand to cup one of her breasts, and yeah, I had thought her tits were heavier, and look, I’m right.
“It’s your fault,” she mutters, that mutinous look still flashing in her green eyes. “You and your… your cock.”
“It’s a super cock.” Apparently. I glance down where my dick is starting to rise to the occasion, tenting the front of my briefs. All this talk of baby making and the feel of her breast in my hand are giving it ideas. “Super Cock would like to say hi to Super Mommy.”
“Stop it.” She punches my shoulder again, and I brush my thumb over her hardening nipple, making her gasp.
Wow, her tits are almost spilling out of her fine-laced bra, and all I wanna do is drag her to our bed and sink into her.
Looks like she’ll need some persuading first, though. Her fine brows are knit. “I’ll never finish my studies, not with another baby. Oh God…”
“Hey. </ span>.” I put my hand under her chin, tilt her face up until she’s looking at me. “Yes, you will. This baby wasn’t planned, hell, the previous one either, but we’re in this together. I meant it when I said it. I’ll help. We’ll find a way, and you’ll do everything you’ve ever dreamed of, okay? I promise.”
She nods, her eyes filling up, but she’s smiling. “I want your babies, Ash. All your babies. I trust you.”
My girl. I brush my mouth over hers, tasting her sweetness. “I hope I never give you cause to regret it.”
“You won’t.” She smiles at me, and her expression turns dreamy, just like it did the time we found out she was pregnant with Scott. Her hand covers mine over her tummy, and I try to imagine us with another baby.
A sudden stab of panic hits me, and I swallow hard. “Am I… Am I doing this right, ? With you and Scott? Am I…?”
“You’re the perfect daddy,” she whispers, calming me down like every time my fears flare up. “You’re amazing, and I’m yours.”
Jo Raven is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, best known for her series Inked Brotherhood and Damage Control. She writes edgy, contemporary New Adult romance with sexy bad boys and strong-willed heroines. She writes about MME fighters and tattoo artists, dark pasts that bleed into the present, loyalty and raw emotion. Add to that breathtaking suspense, super-hot sex scenes and a happy ending, and you have a Jo Raven® story.
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