Starting Our Forever: Her Savior Series

Chapter 3

*Harper's POV*

I was dead asleep when I felt the bed dip down, and I noticed Dawson move in close behind me. I didn't have to turn around to know it was him. The sweet smell of cinnamon bourbon was so strong and tantalizing, it woke me up out of my sleep.

"Sorry to wake you up, baby. Go back to sleep," he whispered softly against my ear as he hugged me close against his hard chest. I could feel his hard c**k press into my backside, instantly turning me on and jolting me awake. I gently turned around to face him and held his cheeks in my hands, pulling him in for a slow, sensual kiss. The sweet cinnamon taste on his tongue was stronger than the smell. I pulled him closer for a deeper kiss, our tongues thrashing together in short, desperate movements as we both fought for dominance.

He gently pulled my cami down, showing my bare breasts, perky and ready for him. He leaned down to suck one n****e, twirling his tongue around the sensitive n****e before latching on and sucking, causing me to throw my head back with a light moan. I intertwined my hands in his hair, holding on tight as he heightened my pleasure.

He switched breasts, giving the other one equal attention as he slipped a hand into my panties where my hot center was already dripping wet, ready for him. I pulled him close, reconnecting for another deep, sensual kiss as I released groans of pleasure.

His fingers gently brushed up and down my hot center, driving me crazy. I pulled myself closer, giving him complete access to me. His gentle smile told me he was enjoying teasing me, but I just wanted him to please me, I wanted him close, I wanted him inside me.

His finger finally separated my lips and found my sensitive bud. He rubbed my nub with a thumb as he gently pushed a finger inside my warm, wet center with his other hand. I released a loud, grateful moan as I begged for more.

I reached my hand inside his boxer briefs and began stroking his long, hard, girth in my hands.

"Oh, baby," he panted as his pre-c*m dripped down my hands. He added another finger inside me and started thrusting harder and harder as I repeated the same fast motion with my hand gently gripped around his large size. I paused for a moment to gently rub my thumb across his sensitive tip.

"F**k, baby, you're driving me wild," he said as he pulled his fingers from my center and pushed me down, flat on the bed as he climbed on top of me. I reached down to grip his b***s and give him one more hard grip down his shaft before he pulled my hands from his d**k.

"I need you now," he said as he threw his pants and boxers to the floor and ripped my panties in one quick tear. His d**k standing at attention, ready at the entrance of my wet core. He paused for a moment as he looked deep into my eyes. I could see the lust clear in his eyes as they were begging for permission.

"Are you ready for me, baby?" He asked, waiting for approval. I instantly nodded, knowing I wanted this. I needed this.

"Yes, please. I need you," I said, begging for him. I wanted all of him inside of me.

Without further hesitation, he inserted his hard c**k inside me as I dug my nails into his back, pulling him closer to me, until he was completely inside me. He slowly started thrusting once I had fully adjusted to his size. I started meeting him at the top of each thrust, begging for more as I pulled him in by his hips.

Our kisses were sweet and sensual as he began thrusting harder and harder each time. The sounds of our thrusts were swallowed by our moans and groans that soon filled the room.

He brought a thumb down on my sensitive bud, twirling and rubbing my sensitive spot until I could feel myself close to my breaking point. My breathing became more shallow as my legs began to tense underneath him.

"C*m for me baby," he begged in short breaths as he continued his hard thrusts, hitting the back of my wall. His permission was all I needed. I held on to his hips and met his thrusts until we were going hard and fast in one solid rhythm, sweat dripping down our bodies as we both met our releases together with a few more hard thrusts.

"F**k!" He held himself all the way inside me as he finished releasing his seed deep within my walls. We both panted hard, out of breath and completely satisfied. He waited a few more breaths before he finally pulled out of me and laid next to me.

"I love you so much," I said as I leaned in for a soft, gentle kiss.

"I love you too, baby" he responded into my kiss, seeming unsure whether he had got enough of me just now. I loved that he had a way of always making me feel wanted, no matter what was going on in the world around us. At the end of the day, it would always be the two of us, in our bed, together. I smiled as our bodies were entangled as we fell into a deep sleep together, enjoying the fact that I get to have this for the rest of my life.

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*Unknown*

"Well, well, well. If it isn't Zeke Mitchell. To what do I owe this pleasure? If I'm not mistaken, isn't your son in charge now? Shouldn't I be talking with him?" Chris Greene asked, causing me to roll my eyes.

"Yes, he is charge. However, I have some information that may be of interest to you... What if I told you I knew who killed your brother?"

"I'm listening," he said. I smiled, knowing I had his attention.

"I also heard through the grapevine that you were inquiring about your precious niece..." I paused, waiting for him to speak.

"Go on," he said, urging me to continue.

"Well, what if I told you she was the one who killed your brother, and she happens to be living under my roof, married to my son?"

"How do you know she is responsible for my brother's death?" I smiled, knowing I had him right where I wanted him.

"Because he was killed here...in our basement" I said, smiling.

"Why are you telling me this and risking your daughter-in-law's life? You know what I want to do with the person who killed my brother... Though, it does complicate things with it being my own niece..." he paused for a moment before continuing, "What is your motive here?" He questioned me. He was a very smart man, I will give him that. Nothing got past him.

"She's been married to my son for three years now, and while I like her just fine, she has yet to provide him with an heir. I need someone who is going to give me a strong heir and soon...which brings me to a proposition I have for you," I paused before continuing. "I know you're looking for a strong man to marry your daughter...I will trade Harper for your daughter, under the condition that she provide my son with a strong heir." It was silent for several moments before he responded. I was starting to get nervous that he would laugh right in my face, but I knew he was at least considering it.

"We haven't been able to form an alliance in decades, Mitchell. I'm just supposed to believe your offer is genuine and you all of a sudden want to make amends? How do I know you won't stab me in the back the first chance you get?" He had a good point, but I was sure that this would benefit both of us.

"Because we both have investment in this. I get an heir and you get Harper. I know how eager you are to get your hands on the person who killed your brother..." It was no secret that Chris had been looking for the person responsible for killing his brother.

"You would just give her up that easily? Does Dawson know about this?"

"Not a word and he will never find out. Otherwise, the deal is off. Is that clear?" I knew that things would backfire in an instant if anyone knew what I had just done.

I knew Harper hadn't spoken to her Uncle in years and for good reason, but I refused to let my business go down in flames, and my son down with it. I already went to Dawson with my concerns, but he dismissed me like I was nothing. I couldn't just let things lie. Not when we have too many threats coming from different angles. I couldn't risk it. I had to do something. I felt slightly guilty giving Harper up like this, but I had to think about the business and my family. This was in the best interest for everyone.

"Deal, but if you are playing me, I will kill you and your entire family," he said bluntly.

"I promise, there is no deception here. You have my word," I said, trying to gain his trust.

"OK, assuming your intentions are genuine, how exactly do you expect us to pull off this switch without anyone finding out?"

"Leave that to me. I have a plan," I said, smiling deviously. "We will be in touch," I said, before ending the call. I turned to grab the bottle of whiskey and pour myself a glass as I settled in my office chair. I finally started to relax, knowing we had another ally when needed and my plan I had been considering for months was now finally in motion. This could be exactly what we needed to fix everything.

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*Dawson's POV*

I lay there next to my beautiful wife as I watched her sleeping peacefully with the sun shining in on her beautiful porcelain skin and bright red hair. She was absolutely beautiful, and I was so lucky to call her mine. I leaned in and gave her a quick kiss on her forehead before I carefully got out of bed, in an attempt not to wake her. I got dressed and headed downstairs for a quick breakfast before heading to the office. I asked Myrna to make sure she had breakfast ready to go for Harper as soon as she woke up.

"Of course, sir," she nodded as she continued working on plating everyone else's breakfast.

"Hey, man," Blake called me over to the table.

"Hey, how was the training this morning?" I asked.

"Hard as usual, but I miss my training partner," he said with a sigh. I knew exactly who he was referring to.

"I told you. I don't want her training hard when we are trying to get pregnant. It's not good for her. I don't want her to get hurt." I've only been letting Harper train three days a week now that we are trying to get pregnant. I can see that all the shots and procedures have been putting a toll on her and her body, and I'm just trying to look out for her. She was really upset when I first asked her to calm the training down, but she eventually understood. I felt bad, but her doctor even agreed that she should take it down a notch or two.

"I understand, boss. I'm just saying. She is getting great. Almost better than me." I laughed, knowing that was impossible. I had no doubt that Harper was getting good. She was absolutely amazing, especially after everything she had been through in her past, but no one would beat Blake. He was one of my strongest leaders and my number one fighter. No one has ever beat him.

"Hey, guys," we were quickly interrupted when Zeb came up next to me, grabbed some of my waffle from my plate and shoved it into his mouth with a big smile.

"Do you mind?" I asked, only mildly irritated.

"No, not at all," he said with a cheesy smile. "Besides, I have been up all night keeping an eye on our borders just like you asked," he noted with tired eyes. He did look exhausted, so I decided to let it slide.

"Any movement?" I asked.

"None," he confirmed, which gave me some sense of relief, but I wasn't ready to relax completely until I knew we were out of China completely unharmed.

I took one more bite before giving the rest to Zeb. He gladly sat down and finished the rest of my plate.

"Meet me in the office when you are done. I want to discuss our contingency plan," I said.

"Yes, boss," I heard as I started walking down the hall to my office.

Artem was giving me a headache as usual, but I would be damned if any of my men were hurt or killed because of this bastard. He knew what a move like that would do. It would start a war, one that neither of us wanted, but that's exactly what would happen if I lost any men to him. I would never let something like that stand. I don't care how many men he has against us.