The Pull | Jax Teller

Albification

Delilah woke up feeling warm. Maybe a little too warm, but her body being a little heated wasn't the thing that woke her up. It's the feeling of feathers tickling her skin. The sensation of light touches that trailed her body and even dipped in places that were not only a little warm, but wet as well, slowly brought her body to life.

"Come on, darlin'."

She smiled in her pillow as Jax's lips moved from her ear before trailing down her check, shoulder, arm, and then to her ribs where they lingered. She opened her eyes and found Jax admiring the recent addition to her body. It was still a little sore, but mostly healed. She's surprised that Jax even decided to place his crow on her ribs and not somewhere more visible.

Her hands came down and weaved into his growing hair. His blue eyes looked up at her and he flashed a filthy smile as he crawled up her body and settled between her legs.

"Morning," she said softly as her hands came down from his hair and into his growing beard before they settled on the piece of work on his body. Over his heart rested the name of their son, her fingers traced the black letters.

Jax leaned down and pressed his lips against hers and his tongue immediately sought hers. She brought her arms around her neck as she drew him closer until they were chest to chest. Jax used this to his advantage as he slipped inside her. She sighed at the delicious sting of him filling her.

Her eyes fluttered shut as he began thrusting into her slowly as he only kept her on the edge of her pleasure. His pubic bone catching her on her clit made her arch her back into him as his lips trailed from her neck until they reached her breasts. He took a nipple into his mouth and sucked on it earnestly. Jax didn't even mind the milk that accompanied it. For some reason they both seemed to find it erotic. He groaned as he tasted the milk and when he's done he brought her into a burning kiss.

Separating their lips, he pulled out of her making her whine as he pushed her legs back and over his arms and slid her back down onto him.

Delilah almost screamed from the onslaught of pleasure as he began thrusting into her harder. Her hands slammed back onto the headboard for some type of leverage. She moaned loudly as she began to shake and quiver. She could feel her orgasm building from Jax's relentless thrusts and roll of his hips.

He moved her legs back around his waist and brought them chest to chest. He placed a bruising kiss as his hand slipped between them and they both crashed into an orgasm.

Jax rolled so she laid on top of him. He seemed reluctant to withdraw from her as he held her close. "Morning to you, darlin'." He purred in the curve of her neck.

Delilah, fresh out of the shower, was in the kitchen holding Abel as she fed him when Jax came strolling in. He pressed a kiss to her and Abel before he went and made a cup of coffee before joining her at the table.

"Bobby and Opie should be coming home today," he told her.

Delilah looked up from Abel and raised an eyebrow at that. She's happy Bobby was coming home, but Opie was another story. Since he left a month ago, there had barely been any word from him. He rarely even called to see if his kids were okay.

Delilah never would have imagined that Opie would turn into this person. He was almost someone she barely even recognized. It worried her and she knew better than to throw the term mental illness around the bikers. She knew Opie was severely depressed and she didn't know how to help him.

"Well, at least Opie is coming back." She replied.

Jax sighed as he rubbed his forehead. Delilah had been very vocal on how she felt Opie was grieving and really taking it out on his kids. Jax could say he agreed with her points, but he could also see things from his best friend's point of view.