My Moms a Gang Leader

Chapter 6:

I wandered around the house, feeling better than I did. Connor had a little work to do so he told me to familiarize myself with our house. I lost count of how many rooms it had but I already found the one I wanted to be the nursery for when we have a little one.

As I made my way outside I noticed the men standing around, each one toting a decent sized gun. I opened the doors to the patio and walked out barefoot, smiling as I watched the snow beginning to fall.

"Ma'am? You shouldn't be outside in that little of clothes." A man said and cleared his throat as he looked down.

I glanced down at myself and shrugged. I was in jeans and a long sleeve t-shirt. What was little about my outfit?

"I don't know what you're talking about." I said and stared at the man and put my hands on my hips.

"Ma'am. You should be wearing a jacket and boots." He said and his accent kicked in. It wasn't as strong as Connors but it was there.

"I don't have winter clothes. I have yet to go shopping." I said and glanced around the yard.

"I can take you, ma'am." He said and tipped his head again. "Let's get you some sneakers."

"What about Connor?" I asked as the man walked past me and opened the door and I followed him inside. He opened another door and grabbed a couple things before nodding his head towards the living room. Silently I followed him, and sat down on the couch.

He knelt down in front of me and gingerly grabbed my foot, sliding a sock then a shoe on it. I couldn't help but giggle, which got me a small glare from the man. For such a huge man, he was fairly gentle with my feet and as soon as I had shoes on both feet he stood up and crossed his arms over his chest.

"I will be right back. Stay here." The man said and got up, then walked away. I sat down and pulled out my phone, clicking on Facebook and scrolling through my newsfeed. I turned off location and clicked on my brothers profile, looking through his photos. Tears filled my eyes and I fought to swallow around the lump in my throat. A certain photo caught my eye and I clicked to enlarge it.

A beautiful girl had my brothers arms around her, and he was staring down at her with love in his eyes. And what really caught my eye was the diamond ring on her finger. My heart thumped hard and I didn't hear the footsteps coming up, but I sure as hell felt the hand that landed on my shoulder, sending me two feet off the couch.

"I'm sorry, love! I didn't mean to scare you!" Connor said around laughing and I stood up and glared at him.

"You asshole!" I seethed as I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Baby..." Connor cooed as he walked over and wrapped his arms around my waist, nuzzling his lips into my neck and I couldn't stay mad at him, I wrapped my arms around his neck.

He bit me and I couldn't help but moan and clench my thighs together around the ache already forming there. Before I could open my mouth to say a word, I was in Connors arms and my legs were wrapped around his hips, and he was carrying me into his office.

I felt him swipe his arm across the desk, followed by items clattering onto the hardwood floor, then I was laid down and my jeans were unbuttoned and yanked down, followed by my panties. His lips locked on mine as I reached down between us and unbuttoned his jeans and pushed those and his boxers down then I grabbed his cock and stroked it, hearing him hiss out a breath against my mouth.

"Don't tease me." He growled, his accent getting stronger.

"Fuck me." I moaned and arched my back and put the head of his cock at my soaking wet entrance. He quickly shoved in and I moaned into his mouth as he thrust fast into me. Our breaths mingled and our moans filled the air as I reached under his shirt and dug my nails down his back.

He groaned and bit my bottom lip, then licked it to soothe the sudden shock of pain. I couldn't hold in the scream that ripped it's way from my throat as I hit my orgasm, and he joined me, groaning out my name and mumbling something in Irish.

"Oh god." I whispered when he pulled out and I moaned at the loss of his warmth. He gently pulled me up and we both straightened our clothes then walked back to the living room.

"Enjoy yourselves?" The man from earlier asked with a smirk.

"You better believe it." I said and watched Connors eyes widen, then I took his hand and linked our fingers.

"You need a jacket, love. It's getting cold." Connor said as he held his free hand out to the guy and he laid a jacket in Connors hand. My hand was released as Connor held the jacket up for me and I turned around and let him slide it on my body. It dwarfed me and went down to my knees. "Now what do we need to buy? Clothes, panties? Tampons maybe?"

My eyes widened and I dropped my hand to my belly. I mentally calculated and thought back before I stared up at Connor is absolute horror.

"Connor..." I whispered and felt my eyes well up with tears.

"What is it love? What's wrong?" Connor asked as he placed his hands on my cheeks and stared down at me.

"I think I'm pregnant. And I think it's Corey's."