Ember: Next Gen (Snakes Henchmen MC Book 12)

by Alivia Grayson

  She was my Daughter,

  My Beautiful Daughter,

  My Little Singer, my perfect Ember…

  When I think of you, Ember, I see the little girl who loves me, her Daddy.

  Words can never express how much I love you, Daddy’s Beautiful Little Singer…

  “I never was a good songwriter.” Dad chuckles while placing his guitar next to him.

  I wipe the tear from my cheek and wrap my arms around my dad’s neck. “You wrote a beautiful song for me, and it always meant the world to me. I love you, Daddy. You will always be my hero.”

  “And you will always be my beautiful little singer. I love you too, Ember.”

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  Marco

  Ember is barely out of the car before I’m scooping her up in my arms. She laughs and kisses me. “I’ve missed you,” I mumble against her lips.

  “I’ve missed you, too, baby,” Ember pulls away from me, and I watch with amusement as she pulls up the sleeve of her shirt. “I have something to show you. Now, I know we haven’t been together long, but I know in my heart that we’re forever.”

  I smile wide. “You bet we are, beautiful.”

  “So,” She smiles excitedly and turns over her wrist. “I wanted you to know,” I look down, and my eyes widen. “How much you mean to me, Marco,”

  I grab her hand in mine, bringing her wrist to my eye line. She has my name tattooed on her wrist. I look into her eyes, she’s smiling at me. “When? How? Why?”

  Ember laughs loudly and cups my cheek. “I got it this afternoon. Eagle did it for me because I wouldn’t trust anyone else,” She chuckles. “I love you, Marco. I got this tattoo because I want everyone to know that I am yours.”

  I smash my lips against Ember’s because I can’t stop myself. “I love you so much.”

  “I know,” She giggles.

  I don’t waste another moment before dragging Ember inside my house. We haven’t been apart three days, yet it felt like three years.

  I slam the front door behind me. Ember is stripping down to her underwear. The girl does not waste any time, her jeans, shirt, and shoes are discarded in all directions.

  I drag my shirt over my head, and then push my shorts down my legs and kick them off. Ember walks backward into my living room, removing her bra at the same time.

  I bite my lip and watch my girl slide her panties down her legs without bending. She sits down in my armchair, leans back, and spreads her legs.

  I can’t help but smile as Ember giggles, naughtily, while clasping her throat. Her eyes close with a roll, her hand slides down her chest and her stomach.

  I watch Ember’s other hand slide along her inner thigh. She reaches her pussy lips and slides her fingers up and down with a gasp. Fuck me! “Mmm,” She groans while moving her hips against her hand. “Don’t just stand there watching me, come over here and help me come.”

  Shit!

  My eyes lock with Ember’s. That smile, and the way she bites her lower lip without even trying to disguise it, fuck me, I could get lost in her!

  “Get on your knees between my legs, Marco.” I do as Ember ordered. It fucking turns me on like never before. She’s so sexually explicit with me, but I somehow know I’m the only man she’s ever been that way with.

  “Look at my pussy, Marco. Look how wet she is for you.” I can’t look anywhere else but at her pussy. Christ, she’s soaking wet! “It feels so good to touch myself while thinking about you. God, you are the best thought there is.”

  “Jesus Christ, Ember, you’re killin’ me.” She smirks, and I watch her fingers working her clit, then sliding down the length of her pussy, between her folds and towards her opening. I can see her fingers itching to push inside herself.

  “Take your cock out.” I do as she orders – and it was an order – taking my cock from my boxer briefs. Ember’s eyes widen to see me so hard for her. She smirks before licking her lips. “Every time I see your beautiful cock, my pussy pounds with desire.” This time, I can’t help smirking. “Show me how you make yourself come. I wanna see you come for me, Marco.”

  I take my cock in my hand. Slowly, I stroke myself as Ember watches me with lust in her eyes. I’ve never been so turned on in my life. Ember’s heavy, pleated breaths come fast and hard. I know she’s close, I also know she’s holding back, waiting for me to come first.

  “Oh, fuck, yes, like that, Marco.” Ember grabs her left breast hard in hand, squeezing, tightly, causing her pussy to drip with arousal.

  Jesus Christ, I’m itching to lean forward and lick her dripping cunt. But I won’t, not yet.

  “Put your fingers inside yourself, baby. Show me how you fuck yourself, Ember.” She licks her lips while toys with her opening, dipping her finger inside, deeper, and then another. Watching Ember fuck herself the way she is, has me jerking off harder and faster. “Christ, Ember!” Fingers pump her pussy so vigorously, her hand squeezing her breast harder enough that I know she’ll have bruises in both places.

  Ember suddenly pulls her fingers from her pussy. “Marco, lick my pussy, baby, please!” I lean in and take her with my mouth. I can feel her clit throbbing against my tongue and my cock throbs in my hand. “Oh god, I’m coming...!” Watching Ember orgasm is like watching a work of art at its best. She comes alive when she orgasms. Nothing in the world matters when Ember comes because she is so lost in herself that the world could end, and she wouldn’t notice.

  I feel my orgasm spiking. I’m so close; it’s unreal. I pull away from Ember, stroking myself harder. Her eyes lock with mine, and I’m coming hard and fast, spilling my seed all over her wet cunt.

  “You perfect man,” I can’t take my eyes off Ember. I’m breathing hard, and Ember wipes my come from her pussy and licks her fingers while smirking.

  God, that’s hot!

  “You’re still hard for me, Marco.” I am still hard for her. How can I not be in this situation? “Fuck me.” Ember demands as she sits forward and wraps her arms around my neck. “Fuck me hard with your big thick cock.”

  I smirk, grab her waist, and pull her from the chair she’s sitting in. I want nothing more than to fuck her and to come deep inside her beautiful body.

  “You’re a dirty, dirty girl,” I say as she sucks on the skin of my neck.

  “I would be anything you asked me to be.” She kisses me frantically while grabbing my cock in her hand. “I want you inside me.”

  “Put me inside you.” Ember smiles against my mouth. She lifts her ass just enough to push my cock against her opening. I grab her ass cheeks, spreading them wide, allowing her pussy to stretch as she pushes my cock into her body. “You’re so fucking tight!”

  “And you’re so fucking big, Marco. Can you feel me stretching around you? God, I love how it feels when my pussy stretches to accommodate your cock.”

  “Jesus fucking Christ, where did you come from? My perfect dirty girl.” Ember groans as I thrust upwards, her ass cheeks still in my hands, spread wide as I fuck her hard. Her body moves in time with mine, her hands clasping my shoulders.

  I slide a finger over her asshole, and I feel the little bud of tender flesh pucker. Strangely, she doesn’t flinch like most girls do. “You like that, baby?” She nods her head. “It’s making you feel good, isn’t it?”

  “So fuckin’ good, Marco. Put your finger inside me.” Shit me! Slowly my finger corkscrews Ember’s asshole. She groans loudly and throws her head back. “Oh my god, I feel so full. This feels so good.”

  “I can feel my cock pressing against my finger inside of you.” I push myself deeper into both holes while sucking her left nipple into my mouth.

  “Marco,” She groans. “Oh, shit, right there. Fuck me right there!” I’ve found Ember’s G-spot, and she takes full advantage of it, moving her body, so the head of my cock rubs against her G-spot perfectly. I love the way she uses my body to get what she wants; I fucking love everything about her!

  “That’s it, baby, take it!”

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  “Come,” I whisper in Ember’s ear while kissing the tattoo on her wrist. I can feel Ember contracting around me erratically. She suddenly throws her head back again, her hands clutching my shoulders by her fingernails, and digging into my flesh. I wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her against me as she and I come together as one.

  “Fuck, Fuck!” She gasps as I rock my hips, allowing her to savor the after-effects of her powerful orgasm and bringing us both down from it. “I can’t move.” She groans as I pull my finger from her ass, her head falls against my shoulder.

  “Are you okay?” I stroke the back of her hair and kiss her head tenderly. I don’t know my own strength sometimes, and I know I can be more than a little rough.

  “I’m more than okay. Although,” Ember sits up to look at me, while lifting her hips, pulling me from her body. She gasps at the same time. “I am now so sore I don’t think I’ll be able to pee without it burning,” I laugh, making her laugh.

  “I love you so much,” I say while tucking Ember’s messed up hair behind her right ear.

  Ember smiles sweetly. “You have no idea how good it feels to hear you saying that to me.”

  “I’m gonna be telling you how much I love you every single day for the rest of your life.”

  She wraps her arms tightly around me. “I’m so in love with you, Marco.”

  There won’t be a day that goes by where I doubt Ember’s love for me. Ember Marshall is everything to me, and she has no clue what tomorrow evening will bring.

  “Let’s go take a shower.”

  “Okay,” She nods. “But after that, there’s something extremely important that we need to talk about. It can’t wait any longer, Marco.”

  I’m curious as to what we need to talk about, but Ember doesn’t give me the chance to ask what it’s about. She’s already dragging me out of the living room and upstairs to shower.

  * * *

  “What’s wrong, Ember?” I stroke my knuckles down Ember’s cheek.

  Since we got out of the shower, Ember has been really quiet. I would have thought the sex we had in the living room, and then again in the shower would have her smiling. Instead, Ember seems to have the weight of the world on her shoulders.

  Ember shifts in her seat, turning on her hip so that she’s facing me. “I never dreamed when I met you that I’d fall this hard. But I have, Marco. I have fallen so deeply in love with you that I don’t see my future without you in it,”

  I smile and bring her hand to my lips. “I feel exactly the same, Ember.”

  This time she smiles at me. “There are things you need to know, Marco, especially if we’re going to be spending our lives together.”

  “Ember, what’s this about?”

  She takes a deep breath. “There’s a lot for me to get through, so please don’t interrupt. You can have your say when I’m done. But please,” Ember takes both of my hands in hers and holds tightly. “Try to keep an open mind. All that you hear won’t be good, and I’m so scared that it’s going to change how you feel about me, Marco.” She lowers her head and sighs.

  With my fingertips under her chin, I tip her head up. “Ember, whatever you have to tell me, it won’t change the way I feel about you. We both know the only thing that could break me is if you’d cheated on me, and we both know you’d never do that.”

  Ember shakes her head vigorously. “I would never do that to you, Marco.”

  “I know that,” I smile.

  “What I have to tell you is about my family,” Ember swallows hard. “Well, the thing is…”

  Listening to Ember, explain about the woman her mother once was, is shocking. All of the things Nova has done don’t bear thinking about. Ember tells me that she can’t give me details because no one has ever given her any, though she’d be a liar if she said she hadn’t heard the stories.

  Ember then explains about her father and some of the things he’s done in his lifetime. My head is spinning with all the information I’m trying to take in. This beautiful girl in front of me is the product of a violent biker and an assassin? I can’t believe it. Ember is the sweetest, most kind-hearted person that ever lived.

  I’m not an idiot, and I guessed what kind of man Ember’s father is, along with everyone else belonging to that club. Shit, everyone knows what Snakes Henchmen MC are about, it’s common knowledge. It’s not the ideal family to join through marriage, but I can live with what they get up to. Well, as long as they don’t involve me in any of their activities.

  What I’m struggling with it who Nova was. How am I meant to know she’s not still out there killing people at will?

  I feel sick to my stomach. What kind of person kills others for money?

  Sick people, Marco. Sick yet skilled people who earn millions doing what Nova has in the past.

  Be that as it may, how do I ever look Nova in the face now that I know?

  My stomach is churning, and I don’t know what to say. Ember finished talking a couple of minutes ago, and I’m yet to say anything. I promised that whatever she had to tell me wouldn’t change the way I felt about her, and it hasn’t. However, I’m shocked, and I don’t know how to feel about what she told me.

  “Marco?” Ember touches my arm, and I scrub my hands over my face. “Would you like me to leave?”

  I close my eyes and take a deep breath. “I just need a minute,”

  “Okay,” I heard the hurt in that whispered word, but I can’t find any to comfort Ember right now.

  I bite on my fist while staring into space. Everything I’ve just heard is the stuff of nightmares. The trouble is, I know the monsters who kill. Shit, Tank intimidated me when he warned me what he’d do to me if I hurt Ember, but Nova? I wouldn’t even see it coming with that woman. She’d kill me faster than I could blink!

  Ember put her faith in you here tonight, Marco. The girl loves you so much that she’d tell you her darkest secret. Sure, knowing your future in-laws are capable of such violent acts is both daunting and scary, but you love Ember. Don’t walk away from the love of your life. You can look past this, Marco, you know you can.

  Morally, I should report what I know to the cops. Not that it would do me any good after Ember just told me the sheriff is on the payroll and knows everything.

  No matter what my head is telling me right now, my heart is telling me that Ember is all that matters to me. It may be a terrible thing to do, but I can turn a blind eye to things I’ve neither seen or am never likely to. What I can’t do is turn away from Ember. I will make her my wife, and our life together will be perfect.

  There’s a lot on my mind right now. It’ll take a while to put them out of my head completely. But there is one thing I’ll never doubt as long as I live, and that’s how much I love Ember Marshall.

  I smile to myself and go in search of my girl.

  Chapter Twenty-Nine

  Ember

  I sniff and wipe tears from my cheeks. Marco wouldn’t even look at me after I finished telling him about my family. I didn’t expect Marco to be okay with what he heard, but I hoped he’d understand.

  Wishful thinking, I know.

  I’m shocked he even believed what I was telling him; most wouldn’t. Who would believe the things I told Marco? It’s not every day you come across an assassin. My mother can put on the ‘butter wouldn’t melt’ look for anyone she comes across. No one would believe she’s capable of killing.

  I’m pretty sure Marco had already worked out that my dad had killed in the past. At the very least, injured people in ways they won’t forget in a hurry. People talk, rumors fly around, and there’s no smoke without fire. The cliche around bikers is one that follows them all around like a bad smell. The trouble is, most of it is true.

  Marco once asked me about Snakes Henchmen MC and the things they do. When I explained that they neither hurt women and children, and how they help as many people as they can, he struggled to believe it. It took me ages to convince him of the truth. When he met them fo
r himself, he liked them all. Now that’s ruined because all he’ll be thinking is how terrible my whole family is.

  I have never told anyone about my mother’s past job, not even Toby. I was taught early on in life, never to speak about what I knew. I wish now that I’d never found out.

  Eagle knew before I did, and only because every member of Snakes Henchmen is told about The Exorcist on the day, they’re patched-in. I found out because my brother didn’t like keeping such a big secret from me, something neither of us ever do, keep secrets from each other.

  It was shocking and tough to hear. I couldn’t believe my mother could be capable of such things. Of course, I knew how strong Mom was; she’d trained us all from infancy to protect ourselves and each other. She’d taught me more than anyone how better to take down a man three times my size. She even taught me how to fire a gun, how to injure, and how to kill.

  Mom sat me down and explained things to me in a way I’d understand. Though Mom never went into great detail, I found it hard to deal with at first. I saw how upset Mom was, thinking my perception of her had changed.

  When I thought about things, I realized that I didn’t know the woman she once was. All I knew was my mother, the woman who loved me and was always there for me when I needed her, and nothing could change how much I loved my mother. I’d grown up knowing what my father was capable of and that hadn’t changed how I felt about him or my brother.

  I was not born into the most conventional family, but they are my family, and I love them.

  My parents swore me to secrecy, and I promised that I’d never tell. There are too many animals out there who would still love to get their hands on The Exorcist, and they’d do terrible things to my mom. None of us can risk that. Even though I have no doubt that my mom could handle herself against anyone who comes for her, but there’s always one who could be stronger.