Blended with Pain: Notorious Devils (Cash Bar Book 4)

by Hayley Faiman

  What feels like a few seconds later, I feel my body being moved. “Shh,” Ace says, and then his chest is next to me.

  I hum, moving my head to the side and inhaling his neck, his scent. I wonder if it’s as good in real life as it is in my dreams. I’m rearranged in a bed, and curl close to his side. “Fuck, how’d this happen?” Ace’s voice asks.

  Unable to speak, I just move closer to him, plastering myself to his side. I feel a hand on my ass, and it begins to rub. I arch closer, loving how real my dream feels, how he feels touching me. I’ll never know in real life, so this is all I’ll have.

  My dreams.

  His lips touch the top of my head just like earlier and I let out a heavy sigh as my entire body relaxes. My dream fades away, blackness taking over and I curse it, wishing I could stay where I am for just a few more moments. It was a great place to be, wrapped up in Ace.

  KEYS

  FALLING asleep with Carson pressed against my body is absolutely nothing like waking up next to her. My cock is nestled between her ass, my thigh between hers. I can feel her warmth against my dick and my thigh from the extremely thin shorts she’s got on.

  Fuck.

  She feels amazing. I massage her tit, my hand having found the perfect resting place sometime in the middle of the night. She moans, and I grunt, my lips touching her neck. “Stay quiet, Sweet Pea,” I rasp.

  Keeping my eyes focused on Axe, who like Carson said, is a heavy fucking sleeper. I slide my hand down her stomach and dive into her shorts. She’s not wearing panties and I let out my own low groan when my fingers slide through her folds.

  Her back arches and she rubs her ass against my morning wood with a low whimper. Goddamn, she’s sweet. Pinching her clit, I swirl my finger around her before I slide it through her sweet pussy. I know when she wakes up, her once compliantly soft body turns stiff.

  “Quiet,” I growl against her ear.

  Her hand wraps around my wrist between her legs. “Axe,” she hisses.

  “Won’t wake up for at least ten minutes. I’ll make you come in two,” I state.

  She snorts, obviously not believing me. “Even if you could. It’s not right,” she breathes, widening her legs slightly before she rolls her hips.

  I hum, sucking a bit of the skin at her neck between my teeth. I lick her, then suck some more. I know I’m going to mark her and that’s my fucking goal. I’m tired of Baby giving her a sideways glance. She’s mine. For as long as I want her. She’s mine.

  “Don’t matter what it is, Carson. It’s what we’re doing,” I exhale before I fill her with two fingers. I almost groaned at the way her pussy feels. Warm, wet, and the tightest snatch I’ve felt in years, maybe ever.

  Her back arches and her head rests against my shoulder as she works her hips. Pressing my palm against her clit, I curl my fingers inside of her. I let her move the way she needs to. If I want to keep my two-minute goal, she’s going to have to do most of the work here.

  Carson’s lips wrap around the lobe of my ear and sucks, her hips jerking against my hand. Her sweet ass continues to rub against my cock and I’m on the verge of coming. I close my eyes, biting back the urge to push her over onto her stomach, wrap my hands around her hips, yank her up and fuck her until she screams my name.

  “Christ, Carson. You need to come, let me feel that tight little pussy, Sweet Pea,” I whisper against her ear.

  She begins to tremble, a moan escaping her lips, then her entire body goes stiff and I feel her cunt squeeze my fingers. She eventually relaxes, but I don’t release her. Slowly, I bring my fingers up to her lips. She opens her mouth, sucking the taste of herself off of me.

  My eyes open wide, surprise taking over when I feel her hand wrap around my bare cock. She strokes me, the angle probably odd for her, but I don’t give much of a fuck. Shifting my hips, I fuck her tight grip while she sucks my finger.

  It’s one of the simplest, yet most erotic handjobs I’ve ever had, honest to fuck I can’t remember the last time I even had one. I come too fucking quickly, my release spilling on Carson’s hand. We’re both breathing heavily, attempting to catch our breaths, and she releases my fingers from her mouth.

  “We can’t do that again, or anything else,” she announces.

  Lifting my hand, I wrap it around her shoulder and tug her onto her back. I glare down at her, fucking pissed off that she’d even try and take that pussy away before I’ve tasted it, before I felt its vise grip around my cock.

  Instead of yelling at her like I want to, I take a different approach. Running my nose alongside hers, I watch as her eyes close and she lets out a few panting breaths. Slowly, I move my head so that my mouth is against her ear.

  “Carson. We are doing it again, and we’ll be doing a lot fucking more too. Once we’re done traveling for the night, your body is mine,” I growl.

  “Axe,” she hisses.

  I chuckle, watching as goosebumps break out over her entire body. “Sweet Pea, he’ll be staying with Uncle Baby or Auntie Roxanne. This sweet body is mine.”

  Sitting up, I shift my legs and walk toward the bathroom. Closing the door behind me, I take a quick shower. I’m eager to get to Henderson, Nevada today, and not just because Chuck needs to get home to his dad, but because the faster I get there, the faster I get in Carson.

  It only takes me a few minutes to shower. I run my fingers through my wet hair once I’m finished, and look at myself in the mirror. My face has stubble on it from not shaving for a few days and I rub my fingers along my jaw. I like it. I’ve never been one to let my facial hair grow, but I’m liking this thick scruff.

  A knock on the door shakes me out of my perusal. Wrapping the towel around my waist, I open the door to find Axe standing in front of it, shifting from side to side. The little boy version of the pee-pee dance.

  “C’mon in, buddy,” I call and close the door behind him.

  I use this perfect opportunity as a teaching moment. Feeling like a real fucking father, I teach my kid how to take a piss standing up, for the first time.

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  CARSON

  WRAPPING my body around Ace’s back feels different today. I’m buzzing, high from his touch. Even my sore ass doesn’t feel as painful. Resting my cheek against his back, I close my eyes. The sun touches my face and I’ve never felt so free before.

  The everyday stress I once held completely vanishes with each mile we ride away from the life I once had. Even though the future is completely uncertain and full of a different kind of stress, I can’t help but be a little excited about it.

  Plus, apparently it will involve sex of some kind with Ace, and that is something I’m looking forward to, even if I feel guilty as hell about it. I shouldn’t let him touch me, kiss me, or even be on the back of this bike with him in front of me.

  I shouldn’t do a lot of things, but I’ve lived a life of being overly-cautious every waking second since the moment I was born. I’m ready to be a little wild. It won’t last, he’ll discover I’m nothing like Sadie. He’ll find out that I’m boring, predictable, and a homebody. I’m definitely not the party girl Sadie was. I’m just me, boring Carson. But what harm can there be if I live a little on the edge, at least for a moment or two.

  Our first stop feels like it takes half of the day to arrive. Ace is the leader and we pull off the highway riding down the cutest downtown area. Looking around, I notice a few diners and a lot of little shops. It reminds me a lot of the town I just left, and I love it. I hope that where he’s taking us in Canada is the same, I love the feel of a small town. Maybe it’s the safety and security I love, God knows I didn’t get any of that growing up.

  Ace guides everyone into a small gas station at the end of town and we all quickly stand from the bikes. I don’t wait even a second before I hurry toward the car. Unless I was at work, I’ve never spent much time away from Axe, I miss him.

  “We’ll head back to one of the diners in town for an actual lunch,” Ace announces to the entire group
.

  Axe wriggles from the back seat and hurries toward me. I give him a small hug, enjoying the way he feels wrapped around my hips. Roxanne hurries toward me too, but it looks like for a different reason. Her gaze lifts behind me, but she doesn’t stop until she’s directly in front of me.

  “We need to talk, bathroom,” she states.

  Turning toward the men, I look directly at Ace. “We’re going to the restroom, can you take Axe?” I don’t want to pawn him off on Ace, but it looks like Roxanne really needs to talk.

  He lifts his chin. “Chuck, go with them, yeah?”

  Axe hurries off toward Ace, and I take Roxie’s offered hand and hurry toward the outdoor bathrooms. Chuck is nice enough to open the door and inspect the area before we walk in. It’s a little dirty but other than that, it’s empty and seemingly safe, a lot safer than the last place we stopped.

  “I slept with Houston,” Roxie bursts out.

  I blink, slowly. “Rox, you’re going to have to tell me what happened with Tim, eventually,” I say, and she nods.

  “I will, just not anytime soon, but that’s not the problem here,” she says.

  Frowning, I look up at her and wait for her to speak. “I slept with Houston and he’s acting like nothing happened. I feel so stupid,” she sighs.

  I bite the corner of my bottom lip, wondering if I should tell her about what happened between Ace and me this morning. I decide against it. She needs to talk about her right now, not me. “Maybe he just doesn’t know how to act?” I offer.

  She snorts, shaking her head. “Wake-up, honey. These are men in a motorcycle club. Not only are they MC men, they’re alpha men, they are real men. If they want you, they’ll tell you. What they won’t do is play games with you. They’ll fuck you until they’re done, then you might as well be invisible because they won’t even see you anymore.”

  My mouth goes dry at her words. Is that what happens with me and Ace? Once he’s bored of me, which let’s face it will be sooner rather than later, then I won’t exist anymore? The thought sends a chill up my spine. I don’t want that, not at all, especially since Axe is involved.

  “Oh my God,” Roxie breathes. I shake out of my daze and look over to her, she has her hand in front of her open mouth and her wide eyes are on me. “You gave him the cookie, didn’t you?”

  Immediately my cheeks heat. “Not really,” I mumble.

  “You gave him something though, it’s written all over your face. Fuck, here I am going on about some dude that’s just a one-nighter, and you gave Ace a piece.” She reaches out, wrapping her fingers around my forearm and gives me a gentle squeeze. “Might be different with him, honey. Don’t even listen to what I said earlier,” she urges.

  It’s too late though. I heard her. Loud and crystal clear, I heard her. I knew it too, deep down, I knew it. I’m convenient right now, just like she is. Things will change as soon as we get to Canada. I’ll be shoved to the side. I’m not a fool, even if I’m pretending to have blinders on right now for my own sanity.

  We hurry and use the bathroom, wash our hands and leave the quiet peace of the room, making our way out to the three men and two boys who wait for us. Chuck’s face turns red as soon as we walk outside and that’s when I know he’s heard us.

  Looking down at my feet, my own face turns hot as I tuck a piece of loose hair behind my ear. Once we’re with the men and the bikes, I let out a sigh and lift my eyes. Ace is staring at me, Axe tucked in close to his side.

  “Yeah, don’t listen to what I said,” Roxie mutters.

  Turning away from Ace’s gaze, I look over at her. “What?” I ask.

  She smirks, lifting her chin slightly toward Ace’s direction. “That man doesn’t want you for just a couple romps between the sheets. He wants you for life, Carson.”

  I bite the inside of my cheek, turning away from her to look back at Ace. He’s still watching me, his expression still unreadable to me. Maybe Roxanne sees something I don’t, I’m not sure. What I do know is that there’s no way he’ll want me for life. No way in hell, not him. Not Ace McCrae.

  “Time for lunch, load up everyone,” he calls out, his gaze unwavering even as he lets Axe down to his feet.

  “I hungry, CarCar,” Axe calls as he rushes up to me.

  Breaking my staring contest with Ace, I look down to him. “Go get in the car and we’re going to get food right away, maybe even chicken nuggets,” I say, giving him a big smile.

  “Yaaay,” he calls out before he turns and runs straight for the back seat of the car. I watch him climb inside, then I watch as Roxie buckles him into his car seat.

  Something warm presses against my back and I suck in a breath when I see a hand resting against my belly. “Let’s get you fed, Sweet Pea. Then maybe I can have some dessert later,” he rasps against my neck.

  My entire body shivers, both from his warm breath and the meaning of his words. I place my palm over his hand and let out a heavy breath. “We shouldn’t, Ace.”

  KEYS

  SPINNING her around in my arms, I almost laugh in her face. In her fucking face. Looking down at her, she believes this we shouldn’t bullshit. Dropping my chin slightly, I press my lips lightly to hers. “Stop saying we shouldn’t when you know you want to, Carson. When you know you’re going to,” I exhale before I straighten my back.

  Looking down at her, I wink as I take a step back. Turning away from her, I walk toward my bike and straddle it. Lifting my chin, I wait for her to join me. I didn’t think having her body pressed against my own would feel any better today than it did yesterday, I was fuckin’ wrong. After the morning we had, having her warmth pressed against me has had me on fucking edge.

  It only takes us five minutes to arrive at the diner. It’s empty, and I’m glad for it. The last thing we need is a bunch of people staring at us. Hate to say that I’m easy on the eyes, but no matter where we’ve gone on this little road trip, we’ve had nothing but stares from every person and place, we’ve encountered.

  Once we’re parked, Carson uses my shoulders to stabilize herself as she climbs off from behind me. It only takes me a second to climb off as well. I make my way toward Axe and bend over, climbing into the backseat of the car to unbuckle and tug him out.

  “I’m hunry, Dad,” he practically shouts.

  Chuckling, I pat his back. “Okay, buddy, let’s get everyone some food. I’m hungry, too,” I admit.

  The seven of us walk into the diner. The girl standing behind a small podium lifts her gaze from her phone and her mouth hangs open slightly. “Hey,” she breathes.

  I chuckle, watching as Baby sidles up to her. Reaching behind me, I wrap my hand around Carson’s and tug her against my side. “Watch this,” I whisper, pressing my lips against the top of her head.

  The hostess giggles, then Baby lifts his head. “Anywhere,” he announces. We all leave him alone with the girl. If the last few weeks have been any indication, he’ll be fucking her in the bathroom before his order arrives.

  “Burger and fries?” I call out as I walk past him.

  He lifts his head and gives me a grin. “Yeah, man.”

  “What is going on?” Carson whispers.

  Tipping my head, I look down at her. “Just watch,” I chuckle.

  Once we reach the only large table in the place, I tug a chair out and dip my chin down to the seat. I hear Carson’s breath hitch before she sinks down in the chair. Pushing it in, I place Axe next to her on one side, then I sit down on the other.

  Leaning back in my chair, I place my hand on Carson’s thigh and give it a squeeze. She doesn’t react, but I watch as her eyes move quickly around the menu. I know she isn’t reading it, and I love the fact that she reacts to me at all. She’s very hard to read, this little sweet pea.

  “Hey y’all, what can I get you to eat?” a woman asks, standing next to me at the end of the table.

  It takes a while for us to go around the table ordering our food, and I chuckle when Carson orders a side of fries with a milksha
ke and a fucking salad. I order a double burger, fries, and a Coke for both Baby and me. Axe naturally orders chicken nuggets.

  The waitress walks away, and then I see someone walk past my peripheral vision. It’s the hostess, followed by Baby. They practically run to the back, and I watch the bathroom door fly open before they both disappear inside.

  “Told ya,” I chuckle, turning to look over at Carson.

  “Oh my,” she breathes.

  Leaning over, I brush my lips across her cheek. “Sweet Pea, you wanna fuck in the bathroom, I’ll make it happen,” I breathe into her ear.

  “What? No, why I never, no,” she stammers.

  Throwing my head back, I let out a bark of laughter. Carson looks up at me, her eyes narrowed. Lowering my face to hers, I press my lips against her mouth, practically moaning at the sweet taste of her lips. “Carson, you want it, it’s written all over your pretty little innocent face. I bet you’d fucking love it, too,” I say.

  She shakes her head, looking down in her lap. My hand is still there, so I squeeze her thigh, sliding my hand farther up her leg, and run my pinky finger along her center. She jumps with a gasp. “Ace,” she hisses.

  Resting my lips against her ear I speak just loud enough for her, and only her to hear me. “Sweet Pea, you want it, and I’m going to give it to you. I’ll always keep you safe, Carson. You never have to worry with me, you can be wild, as wild as you want,” I breathe.

  Her body turns to stone beneath my touch. Our food arrives a second later and she gives me a goddamn freezeout. It’s fine, she can give me that now, whatever she needs to protect herself but I’m going to get to the bottom of it before the night is over.

  We have five hours left until we arrive to Henderson, Nevada, where Chuck’s father’s club is located. We’ll stay at their club tonight, and I plan on sinking deep inside of Carson before the evening is through. She is going to be wild, I know it. She may not realize she is, but there is a fucking wildcat inside of her, begging to come out.

  Baby arrives a few minutes later and sinks down in the chair across from me. He reaches for his burger, taking a huge bite with a shit eating grin on his face. The hostess scurries by with her head down, but not fast enough. Baby’s hand snakes out and slaps her ass on her way by.