by E. C. Land
“Then I suggest you hurry and remove the barriers. I want you to fuck me.”
I don’t bother wasting another minute, removing her shorts and underwear, I lower my sweats enough to pull my cock out. Lining myself with her wet pussy I sink in all the way. Ahh fuck, being in her pussy is like a trigger has been pulled and I can’t help but draw back enough only to slam right back in.
“Fuck, Doll, for just having twins your pussy is tight,” I groan, as I lean down to capture her lips. I don’t need her moans to wake the two sleeping kids.
“Stoney,” she breathes as I lift my head just enough to press my forehead to hers. “I’m going to come,” she moans.
“Then come all over my cock, Doll,” I demand, lifting up I grab hold of her hips and thrust even harder into her. Within seconds Rachel’s pussy clamps down on my cock as she bites down on her lip to keep from screaming out her pleasure as she comes all over me, soaking me. Another few thrusts and I’m shooting my come inside her.
Collapsing on top of her, I make sure to catch myself before actually making contact. I don’t want to hurt her more than she already is. Even bruised she is gorgeous. “Fuck, baby, what have you done to me?” I pant, breathlessly. I’ve never fucked a woman to the point where my mind is blown away but the effect of it all has me wanting to feel it all over again.
Pressing my lips to Rachel’s, I kiss her deeply ready to go again just as both children begin to scream at the top of their lungs letting us and everyone else in the clubhouse know they were awake.
“Fuckin’ hell, at least they waited until we finished,” I grunt, as I pull out of her pussy and fall to my side next to her, for the first time realizing I didn’t put a condom on. Usually, this would piss me the fuck off, but having felt Rachel’s pussy bare I don’t think I’d ever want to wear a condom with her.
Giggling, Rachel sits up with a smile on her face seeming unaffected by the fact I’d just come inside her. That or it hasn’t hit her yet. Quickly, I pull my sweats back over my cock which is still hard as fuck and climb out of the bed. Moving to the first play pen, I grab Luca and hand him over to his momma before grabbing Corinne.
Glancing down into the little girl's eyes, I swear she can see right through all my walls. The way she smiles as I cradle her in my arms, and I know without a doubt she and her brother are mine just like their momma. They may not be my flesh and blood, but they’re mine the same as Horse is my son.
And I’ll do anything to keep them safe, even if that means killing their father. No one will hurt them not with me alive.
8
Rachel
My heart clenches in my chest at the sight of Stoney holding my daughter. Last night he’d been gentle with handling them as he laid them down in the playpens, but this is completely different. The way his eyes light up and the dimples that form at the corners of his mouth as the man smiles at my daughter. I have to fight back the tears from forming in my eyes.
Between last night and this morning, Stoney has made me feel not only amazing from the orgasm he’d given me but with the tenderness he’d shown last night with his kisses. I’m not even sure how long we simply laid next to each other with our mouths fused together. Between both times I felt more special than I’ve ever felt in my life.
Sure, Lucien made me fall for him and treated me great until I found out who he really was. That’s when he’d joke about how he’d fuck me then go to the clubhouse and take one of those whores. I’d never been enough for him. In fact, I was nothing but a joke to him and his club. It’s why I’ll never understand his refusal to let me go.
Shaking my head, I refocus on the man who is holding my daughter in the cradle of his arms. “Umm, you can just put Corinne here on the bed. I’ve got all her and Luca’s stuff right here. I’m sure you have things that need your attention,” I say clearing my throat. Not meeting his gaze, confusion fills my head as I think about the fact the twins’ father, actually let me rephrase their sperm donor, didn’t even hold either of them the way Stoney is.
“I’m good here Doll,” Stoney says as he sits on the bed next to me. “I intend to help you get these two changed and fed, then I’ll help you downstairs so you can eat as well.”
God knows why he has to be so sweet right now. What happened to the asshole from yesterday? I’m not sure how to handle him being sweet toward me.
“You don’t have to do any of that. I’ve got this. Go ahead,” I murmur as I reach for Corinne.
“I know I don’t have to do a damn thing, but I want to. And since I want to help with these two, then that’s what I’m goin’ to do. Now, grab the diaper bag from the other side of the bed and let’s get these two changed,” he orders. Though Stoney keeps his voice down, it’s firm and gravelly.
Straightening my shoulders, I narrow my eyes on him. “Just because we had sex doesn’t give you the right to boss me around,” I snap.
“Woman, don’t even start that bullshit. Besides I told you yesterday, you’re my property. So, if I tell you to do something fuckin’ do it. If I want to be nice and help with these two then I’m gonna fuckin’ do it. Because I’m claiming them too. That fucker who got you pregnant with them ain’t gonna have shit to do with them. They’re mine the same as you,” Stoney rasps as he places Corinne down on the bed next to Luca in front of me.
“And like I told you, I don’t belong to anyone, you big heaping pile of monkey butt.” Did I seriously just call him that? I mean, sure, I do my best not to cuss around my children even at ten weeks old. But couldn’t I have come up with something better than ‘heaping pile of monkey butt’?
“Think what you want, woman, but it doesn’t change the fact that you indeed belong to me and there’s nothing anyone can do about it. Besides being my property is also for your protection,” he grumbles as he reaches over me to grab the diaper bag sitting on the floor right next to the bed.
“My protection, my ass. I’m not your ol’ lady bes—”
“Did I say you were my ol’ lady? No, I fuckin’ didn’t. I said you’re my property. Huge difference there, Doll.” I’m barely able to contain the flinch at not just Stoney’s accusation but what it means.
I’m no better than a joke, same as I was for Lucien. And why wouldn’t I be? I did just let him fuck me.
Yep, I’m a no one who people only want to possess, not actually be with.
Worse part is whatever thoughts I had about my crush on him went down the drain.
I need to get him out of the room, and get the twins to my cousin or at least to Momma B. She’ll make sure they’re safe. Then I’m getting the fuck out of here. I’ll do what I planned. After that, I’m picking my kids up and leaving.
Property, my ass. I’ll never let anyone own me. Not in this life or the next.
Without another word to him, I change both my kids with his help, unfortunately. He might have made it easier getting them ready for the day, but damnit, I hate him at this moment.
“Come on, Doll, let’s get downstairs and grab something to eat,” he says, lifting his hand to touch the side of my face. At the last second, I turn my head away from him.
“I need a shower before going down there.” Yeah, to maybe scrub away the invisible dirt that seems to coat my skin. “I’ll just come down with the twins when I’m finished,” I mumble.
“How about we take one together?” he suggests as he grips my chin, forcing me to face him.
“No, thank you,” I say as I move out of his reach. Picking up Luca, I place him in one of the playpens and do the same with Corinne, all while I feel Stoney’s eyes following my movements.
Let him stare, it's not going to change a thing. Not his view of me, anyway. I know what I said, but still, that doesn’t mean I want to be viewed as lower than a clubwhore, a person everyone can laugh at.
Because in this world, that’s exactly what Stoney meant when he said there was a huge difference between being claimed as property and being an ol’ lady. Property means you’re at the very bottom
of the food chain.
9
Stoney
The moment the bathroom door closes, I let out a breath I didn’t even realize I’d been holding. I swear Rachel is the most exasperating woman I’ve ever met. I hadn’t meant the words I said, at least not in the way I’m betting she took them.
But then again, Rachel didn’t grow up in the club she doesn’t know the shit I’ve dealt with. Fuck, by the time she was coming around I was in my twenties and raising my son.
Running a hand over my face, I get up off the bed and check on both babies. As I glance down at them, I quietly chuckle at the way they’re both sprawled out, arms hanging to the side and heads tilted facing each other.
Shaking my head, I glance at the closed door, contemplating if I should leave her be or go in there and explain. What’s there to explain, though? It’s like she said, she’s not my ol’ lady. I don’t owe her shit. I could easily go out of this room and find a clubwhore or two to get them to do just what I did with her earlier.
Yeah right, none of those bitches would feel as good. Not with their stretched-out pussies and fake as shit moans and groans. Like a man can’t tell the difference.
But listening to Rachel moan into my mouth when she’d come around my dick earlier, yeah, that was fuckin’ real. She’s real and gorgeous as fuck. With her long brown curls and tattoos, I can see her walking around with her head held high like a reigning queen, not giving a shit about what anyone thinks about her. Yet the way she looked defeated, I know she doesn’t think that about herself.
Glancing away from the door, I check the time. It’s barely eight in the morning.
Rachel was right earlier when she said I had shit to get done. I’ve always got something to get done. Not only do we now have her shit going on, but we’re still looking into that cult Boss had come to me about. On top of all that, there’s shit we gotta deal with here. Then there’s keeping up to date with all the other charters. Though my club and Hammer’s have been going to Twister’s charter a lot, it doesn’t mean I haven’t had to send brothers to some of the others. Blow’s got his own drama going on with another club trying to rein in on their territory, bringing in an unknown drug. It’s one thing to smoke pot but another with the harder shit. I don’t put up with it in my clubs and neither do the other charter Prezs. We keep it out of our territories and the pigs leave us the fuck alone.
“Fuck this shit,” I mutter under my breath as I stride over to the bathroom door. She’s fuckin’ with my head and we’re going to clear the air right now. Then I’m gonna fuck her against the shower wall.
I put my hand on the handle to turn it, only to find it locked. Rachel seems to think a locked door will keep a man like me from getting what I want. I grin as I grab my jackknife that I use for picking locks. Kenny had gifted this to me as a Christmas gift and said it was cool since it looked like a Swiss Army knife. Flicking out the pick I need, I easily unlock the door.
I toss the jackknife back on my dresser and open the door. Steam immediately escapes the bathroom.
Stepping inside, I close the door behind me, not worrying about locking it. It’s not like anyone is goin’ to barge in. And I’ll hear the twins if they wake up crying.
I don’t think Rachel heard me come into the room. If she did, I’d think she’d have said something by now, so I take a minute to watch her. I’m sure she’s still hurting from what she endured at the hands of that asshat.
My cock hardens as I focus on her hands as she runs them over her chest and cups her tits. As one of her hands moves further down her stomach toward her pussy, I jerk my sweats off. I’m not about to let her touch what belongs to me. I’ll be the only one to fuckin’ touch her pussy.
Opening the glass door to the shower, I step in directly behind her, ensuring my front pressed into her back.
She doesn’t say a word as I reach around her and move my hands to where hers were. “This is mine to touch, Doll. You don’t get to pleasure yourself unless I say so,” I murmur against the shell of her ear.
“Nothing about me is yours, Stoney,” Rachel says in protest, yet the moan that follows tells me differently.
Flicking a finger across her nipples, I’m shocked to find hoops through them. Fuck, if I’d know that earlier, I’d have definitely given them attention. And if I’m not mistaken, I felt . . . I slide my hand between her legs to confirm. Yep, I knew I felt it earlier. My Doll has her clit pierced as well. Gliding my fingers past the little ring, I find her pussy all but dripping wet.
“I’d beg to differ, Doll. Your body is telling me just how much you belong to me,” I say as I sink my fingers into her at the same time I pinch her nipple with my other hand.
“Just because my body reacts doesn’t mean a damn thing,” she moans and leans further into me.
“Think what you want, baby, but the next time you touch yourself, I’ll put you over my knee and turn your ass a nice shade of red,” I growl as I remove my fingers from her pussy.
Turning Rachel so her front is flush against mine, I palm the side of her face. “I’m not a man to fuck with, Doll. I don’t play games. I don’t lie, and I can’t stand a fuckin’ liar. When I say something, I damn well mean it, and I’m telling you now, Rachel, you’re mine. Get used to it because you’re not going anywhere.” Before she can fight me on this, I slam my mouth onto hers and thrust my tongue into her mouth when she gasps.
I’ll have to show her just how much she belongs to me, and in doing so, I’ll use her body against her.
10
Rachel
I should have known I couldn’t simply lock the bathroom door and keep Stoney out. No not him, he merely found a way to unlock it and sneak into the shower with me. I’d been about to get myself off because there was no way I was going to have sex with him again. Not after what he said but then he’d pressed his front against me.
Damn, if I’m not a weak woman for letting my body control my reaction to him. My nipples had hardened even further than they already were, and at the feeling of Stoney’s dick pressed against my ass, I was ready for him to sink inside me again.
Then he had to go and open his mouth. Those words caused so many emotions inside me. I don’t know what to do with any of them. But right now, I could care less as Stoney holds me to him and his mouth is on mine. How is it that within hours he’s gotten so far under my skin that his words can hurt so much?
Maybe because of the crush you say went down the drain.
By the time Stoney lifts his head I’m panting for breath and all but putty in his hands. “I’m goin’ to fuck you in here, Doll, but first I want a taste of what’s mine,” he says as he puts his hands on my hips and pushes me against the wall before squatting enough to do what he wants. I squeal as he places my legs on his shoulders and stands back up. His hands never leave my hips. “Just relax and let me have my fun. Fuck your pussy is fuckin’ beautiful.” His breath alone against my skin has me ready to combust into a million pieces.
I barely hear Stoney’s words before his mouth latches onto my clit and the ring that I’d gotten when Milley talked me into letting her practice. She’d stated that having my clit pierced if done right can enhance the sensations when it comes time for me to have sex.
Thank God I did it and with the way Stoney is flicking it with his tongue he seems to like it as well. When he moves from playing with my clit to thrust his tongue inside me, I have to bite my lip to keep from screaming out. Daring to glance down at him I find his eyes are focused on me. The intensity in them has me wanting to be bold so I let him watch me cup my tits and pinch my nipples. Pulling on the hoops I nibble my bottom lip between my teeth.
Stoney must like seeing what I’m doing as his eyes darken and he moves back to my clit and nips the tiny bud. I’m unable to contain my screams as I come with him lapping up every drop of me.
“Keep looking at me like that baby,” Stoney orders as he lifts his mouth from my pussy. Opening my eyes, I tilt my head down and lock eyes with him as he s
lides my legs off his shoulders still holding firm to my hips. I wrap my legs around him to keep myself from falling even though I know he won’t let that happen.
How I know that, I don’t know, but I do.
That’s because you trust him and don’t want to admit it.
When my nipples are at eye level, Stoney leans in and sucks one into his mouth, then the other, giving them as much attention as he did my pussy. He keeps his eyes locked on mine as he sucks, nibbles, and flicks my nipples with his mouth.
Stoney releases one of my nipples from his mouth with a pop and places kisses to the center of my chest, shoulder, neck, jaw, and finally my mouth as he slides me further down until my pussy is aligned with his dick.
I open my mouth, giving him entry at the same time he thrusts his dick deep inside me with one stroke. I moan into his mouth and wrap my arms around his neck, taking hold of his wet hair. I tear my mouth from Stoney’s as he begins to thrust inside me with forceful strokes.
My orgasm hits me with almost the same amount of force and I scream out his name.
“Fuck yeah, Doll, come all over my cock screaming my name,” Stoney grunts as he continues to power into me. His fingers dig into my hips so hard, I’m sure they’ll leave bruises.
“RACHEL,” Stoney roars and I scream his name as he throws me from one orgasm into another.
Placing my forehead against his, I press my lips to his, kissing him with as much passion as I can muster, savoring the taste of him.
I won’t be able to do this again. Not when I’m leaving and never coming back. Once everything with Lucien is dealt with, I’ll just have Tracker meet me somewhere with my babies. It kills me to have to leave them for any period of time, but this is something I have to do. And no one will stop me.
