Rescued Alpha (Billionaire Alphas #6) - Skye R. Richmond Page 0,48

the time alone to undress. He pulled off his shirt and then his pants, tugged at his boxers until they all were in a pile on the floor, and undid the bed, crawling under the sheets.

He pulled the covers back over himself and stayed there, resting on his elbows as he patiently waited for Eli’s return.

"Sorry about that," Eli said, returning to the room.

"You never have to apologize for looking after our kids," Jack was quick to reassure Eli. He loved how good he was with Damon.

"Our," Eli whispered taking a step closer.

"Yes our," Jack nodded, "Damon is ours, just as much as that baby you carry. Never doubt that. I hope one day soon it’s me he calls out for when he’s scared or worried."

Eli smiled and closed the space between them. "Me too." He leaned in for a kiss then pulled back, his eyes travelling down Jack’s naked chest. "Nice look."

Jack waggled his brows playfully, "Would be better if you were dressed-- or undressed--the same too."

As Eli stood up, slipped his shirt off, then held Jack’s gaze as he kicked out of his pants and then slowly lowered his boxers. He then crawled on top of the bed and pulled the covers back, revealing Jack’s full erection.

"Looking good, babe," Jack’s hand went around Eli’s waist. Gods he loved the feel of Eli’s skin against his.

"That’s what I should be saying." Eli laughed. He moved in, kissing Jack. He pulled himself up, straddling Jack’s legs, then pressed himself down to his chest. His cock rested against Jack’s, and Jack let out a low groan. Jack wrapped his hand around the nape of Eli’s neck and pulled him down to him, and while they kissed, his tongue eagerly wiped over Eli’s. Eli moved, gyrating his hips slowly against Jack’s. His cock dripped precum, his senses overwhelmed by Eli.

While still kissing, Eli reached down and wrapped his fingers around Jack’s dick, sliding up and down slowly. Teasing. Jack smiled through the kiss, bucking his hips in encouragement. Jack’s tongue slipped back in Eli’s mouth, as Eli released a soft moan. Eli broke from the kiss, then trailed his lips down Jack’s chest, splaying kisses in a feathery motion.

"Perfect!" Jack gasped, releasing a sigh.

Eli traced Jack’s chest with his lips, blowing a warm breath over Jack’s cock. That had him gasping.

His hand slipped down palming Jack’s balls, rolling them between his fingers. When he finally slid his lips around his shaft, Jack grunted as Eli eagerly licked the tip of his cock lapping up his precum.

"Fuck, yeah!" Jack groaned. He thrust his hips upward, and Eli ran his tongue along the veins of Jack’s cock, really getting into it until they heard a voice again.

"Daddy?"

Eli groaned, pulling his lips off of Jack. Jack almost felt like weeping. He was so close.

"I’m sorry," Eli groaned. "Monster in the closet years," he said.

"I understand," Jack smiled albeit it pained.

"I’ll hurry back!" Eli said.

Jack nodded, barely able to say much more than that. Jack grabbed onto his cock, releasing a moan and squeezed.

This was his life now, and he didn’t mind, he was fuckin’ happy. Eli, his brothers, his family. They rescued him. He’d been drowning, and his brothers kept him afloat. But Eli and Damon saved him and gave him a reason to really live.

Eli

Seven Months Later

"Ahhhhhhh!" Eli cried. He started to pant, his body shaking from the contractions that were tearing through him. "I can’t do this," he gasped. "Let’s go home and forget it ever happened."

Jack laughed. "A little too late for that, babe."

Eli wondered how he handled it when he had Damon. Maybe because he just knew he had to.

"Ahhhhhhh…Fuck!" he cried out. He felt the tears in his eyes, just stinging to get out.

"Babe…you’ve got this," Jack said. "I’m here with you every step of the way. I know you can do this."

"Ahhhhhhh!" Eli cried. The contractions seemed to be coming with no breaks now, and he could barely catch his breath.

"Where’s the doctor?" Eli cried out, trying to focus harder on his breathing exercises. "Fuck those fucking classes." He clenched his hand into a fist. No amount of breathing could take this pain away.

"I’m right here." The doctor walked in at that moment and sat between Eli’s legs. "You’re doing fine, Eli. Just try to relax."

"You try to relax with a watermelon ripping at your insides," Eli snapped. He knew he was being grouchy, but he couldn’t help it. "Shit, fuck.. oooooo!" he cried again.

"Breathe, babe," Jack tried to