Lumberjacked (A Holiday Lumberjack Mountain Man Romance) - K.C. Crowne Page 0,92
men who stood in front of them in the courthouse. Viktor helped them relax. If the men stepped out of line at all, Viktor handled it.
The center had been open for almost three years, and it was the best thing I’d ever done with my time. It was fulfilling beyond measure. And with my mom there to speak to them, to tell them of her own experiences, it had helped her heal, too.
“He is getting so big!” Joanne squealed as she sidled closer. Her and Nick’s baby was born shortly after Viktor and I had gotten back together, and they’d offered us the use of the diner for free. Their son, Brian, was three now. He and Andy were already playing together. When I needed someone to watch Andy and Viktor was in court, Joanne took the boys to the park.
Viktor planted a kiss on my cheek and headed off to talk to Axel while I mingled with the moms. Axel didn’t look as comfortable in the crowd as Viktor had become, but he was here for Andy and it meant a lot to me that he was.
When Kathy arrived, everyone made a fuss about the cake. She’d made a wonderful superhero cake with fondant figures that Andy would love.
“This is beautiful!” I cried, hugging the baker. “You’re a miracle worker.”
She smiled, pleased with herself. “Anything for the little guy. He’s such a sweetheart.”
I carried the cake to the table where Andy was playing with cars. When he saw the dessert, he made a tiny round O with his mouth, his eyes large. He had his daddy’s eyes, dark and broody, and filled with passion and emotion.
“Happy birthday to you,” we started singing. He clapped his hands, reaching for the cake, and when the singing was over and we shouted our hoorays, my mom helped him blow out his candles.
I kissed Viktor, who was standing behind me to sing for our son.
“He’s perfect, Angel,” he said to me. “Just like you.”
“And he’s strong and brave, just like you,” I added.
“I can’t wait to see the man he’s going to become.”
I nodded. Andy was the perfect combination of Viktor and me. He was kind and caring, but he was headstrong and serious, too. He was everything we were, together.
And I couldn’t be happier with our little family.
By the time we headed home, it was getting dark. Andy had fallen asleep on Viktor’s shoulder as we walked through the forest to our new home.
Viktor had built us a beautiful new large home closer to town. Viktor wasn’t in hiding, hadn’t been for a long time. But he still preferred solitude, being removed from the hustle and bustle of the town. And to be honest, I preferred it, too. Instead of ending up in the middle of the city, as I had planned, I was at home on the mountain. With a man I loved more than I ever thought I would love anyone.
When we arrived home, I liked to leave the rest of the world at the door.
Viktor took Andy to his room and tucked him in while I put away the cake we brought home, kicked off my low heels and pulled my hair out of the bun it had been in. I was in the bedroom when Viktor walked in. He spun me around and kissed me. The kiss was hot and fiery, and I was already wet.
“I’ve been waiting to do this all day,” he mumbled against my lips. His hands ran over my body, cupping my breasts and my ass. He ground his hips against mine, and his thick erection ground against my crotch. I moaned into his mouth.
“I want to fuck you, kitn,” he said. “I want to make you scream my name.”
Viktor started unbuttoning the dress I wore. It buttoned all the way down the front, and he pushed it off my shoulders. I let it slip to the ground, standing before my husband in my underwear. He dropped to his knees and closed his mouth over my wetness, moving his lips against my folds through my panties. He inhaled deeply and growled when he picked up my scent.
“You’re everything, kitn,” he muttered.
He licked me through my panties, the patch of wetness growing both because of his tongue and what he was doing to me. He pushed my panties aside and pushed two fingers into me while he licked my clit.