by E. C. Land
“That’s not an answer, babe,” I say, flicking her clit.
“I need more, Brett. Please fuck me,” she whimpers.
Not the answer I wanted, but fuck if I’ll deny my woman after hearing her say she needs more.
Pulling back, I slam back in, releasing all the control I have. I power into her ass, knowing she’ll feel each one of my piercings as they glide inside her.
With each thrust, Jordan is unable to hold back from screaming out her pleasure as she comes. Wanting to keep her over the edge, I sink two fingers inside, fucking her with them as I plow into her ass. My own orgasm coming closer.
“Brett,” she screams my name out as I run my thumb along her clit, sending her further over the edge as she tightens around my dick and fingers, which spurs my own orgasm. Yelling out her name still inside her as I come.
I don’t know how much time passes. However, when I can finally move again, I gently reach behind me to untie both her ankles. I’m not ready to leave the heat of her body just yet. Besides, the way she’s still gripping me, I don’t think I could.
Soon as I have both ankles free, I lean forward and lower her down to the bed before releasing her wrists from the restraint.
Lastly, I pull the bandana off.
“You okay, Honey,” I murmur, running the back of my hand along her flushed cheeks.
“I think you’re stuck,” Jordan rasps her voice hoarse from screaming so loud.
Chuckling, I roll us so that she’s on top of me.
“Got no problem being stuck to you, babe,” I say.
“Me either. Though, I do think I could use a nice long bath,” she giggles.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you. Just give me a minute,” I groan as I slowly slip out of her to go take care of the condom.
Sliding out from under her, I move to the bathroom to do just that but also start the bath. Time to show my woman I can be just as tender as I can be rough.
Turning the water on to get warm, I stride over to the closet and grab one of the bath bombs the girls sent over here for Jordan when she’d first been released from the hospital. I lift the thing to my nose and instantly pull back. Holy shit, these things are strong smelling. Yeah, I’m not getting in a bath with this shit. Moving to the shower, I grab my phoenix shower gel and pour some into the water, mixing it in as it fills the tub with warm water.
Once the tub is full of watery bubbles, I walk back into my room to find Jordan snuggled up to my pillow.
Shaking my head, I grin at the sight of her hair splayed out around her. “Come on, Honey,” I murmur as I get to her and lift her into my arms. “Time for a bath.”
“But I just wanna sleep,” she grumbles sleepily.
“You can do that after,” I tell her before kissing the top of her head as I stroll back into the bathroom and step into the tub with her in my arms. It helps that the tub is large enough to fit four people at once.
“Hmm, this is nice,” Jordan murmurs, leaning against me as I shift her in my arms till her back is pressed to my front.
Lifting a washcloth that had been sitting on the side of the tub, I begin to wash the sweat from Jordan’s body as she lays motionless against me.
“Love you, Honey,” I say quietly when I finish washing her body.
“Love you too, Brett.” Her words are barely loud enough to hear, but I do hear them, and they fill me with emotions that I thought were long gone.
Jordan isn’t just my wife and ol’ lady, she’s my infinity.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Jordan
The past couple months seem to have flown by and I almost feel like I can breathe. There haven’t been any sightings of Kayne or even my dad. Though, I know they’re both still a threat, I’m able to enjoy my life with Badger.
After the night Badger showed me exactly how he normally allowed himself to have sex with a woman, we’ve done that several more times, though some things he’s done differently. Everything he did to me made me feel desirable.
Sex between Badger and I has been nothing but remarkable. Which is good because he and I ended up having a couple big arguments, one being when I wanted to still work at Outlaw’s and with Connors. He didn’t like the idea of me being at the bar when I could be at home with him doing very naughty things.
Badger ended up winning that argument by showing me exactly what I’d be missing out on every night if I were to work at Outlaw Racks.
Another fight we’d had was after a party at the clubhouse since the guys from the South Carolina charter were in town visiting. I’d been at the pool tables with the girls minding my own business when several of the guys wanted to play, so I figured why the hell not. Long as I didn’t do any provocative trick shots, I’d be okay. Well, Badger didn’t see it that way and his brothers were pissed about losing their money to a woman. Or in Malice’s words, the bitch who conned him out of four hundred dollars.
Wasn’t my fault he decided to go double or nothing. Let’s just say the man is a sore loser.
However, the argument started after I’d looked across the room to find Nikki, one of the clubwhores, rubbing up on him, and he hadn’t done anything to stop her. Though he didn’t pay any mind to her either, it didn’t matter to me. We’re married and if he’s gonna claim me as his ol’ lady, I’m doing the same to him.
The argument ended up with him apologizing with his head between my legs and me getting two orgasms from his mouth before he fucked me to exhaustion. Though, he did tell me I’m not allowed to play pool against any of his brothers again.
Fine by me. I guess Timber and his brothers would be laughing their asses off knowing they’d taught me well.
My chest aches at the thought of Timber and everyone else. Last time I’d talked to my mom, trying to work out a time to come visit, she’d told me to hold off for a while. Things there weren’t pretty, and it was best with everything going on around me to wait.
Knowing it was best to hold off, I hated it. I’m tired of other people controlling my life. Even not being around me anymore, my dad and Kayne are still controlling me.
Doesn’t matter if I feel an ounce of safety as long as they’re still out there.
“Hey, babe,” Badger calls out as he walks into the clinic, drawing me from my train of thought before it could go down the dark path it was heading.
Glancing up from the screen I’d been blankly staring at, I give him a smile. “What are you doing here so early? You know we don’t close for two more hours.” I ask as I peek around him at the clock above the door.
“Was hoping I could convince my woman to get off early.” Smirking Badger rounds the desk to come sit in the chair next to me. Swirling my own chair to face him, he pulls me as close as he can before planting a kiss to my lips that draws a moan from me.
“Can’t you two ever keep your hands off each other?” Dragon’s deep voice causes me to jump back, almost falling out of my chair. Turning my head in his direction to find him standing on the other side of the desk with one of the twins in his arms.
How is it possible a man Dragon or Gadget’s size is able to sneak up on someone? For that matter, any of these guys.
Ugh, I’ll end up dying of a heart attack one of these days from them walking in here without making a sound.
“What’s up?” I ask as I re-situate myself at my computer.
“Wanted to run something by you before Gadget and I went to Doc. Would you watch the twins and Logan this evening? We haven’t had a chance to take our woman out since Keegan and Kagan were born. Connors needs a night out,” Dragon explains, running his hand soothingly down Keegan’s back.
Wow, this is the first time he or any of them have asked me to babysit. Nervously I rub my hands along the top of my thighs and glance in Badger’s direction to see what he thought. Though he doesn’t say anything, he gives me a reassuring smile and nods his head.
Giving Dragon a smile, I ask, “I’d love to watch them. Would it be okay if I pick them up and bring them to our house?�
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“Yeah, that’s fine. Can you pick them up right after work?” Dragon asks.
“Of course.” nodding my head in agreement.
“Thanks, Jordan, I’m gonna go let Doc know then head to the house and help Gadget get everything ready,” Dragon says, readjusting Keegan in his arms he taps the top of the desk then heads toward the back where Connors office is.
“Guess my plans will have to be postponed until later this evening,” Badger murmurs as he leans in close to me.
“What plans were those?” I giggle, my imagination taking hold.
“Honey, you know exactly what my plans were from that blush covering your cheeks,” he says, lifting a hand to my hair, pulling gently on my ponytail.
“I’ll make it up to you later. We’ll have all weekend to enjoy your plans,” I whisper heavily.
“Wish that were true but I gotta head out tomorrow for a run with a few of the others.” Sighing, Badger leans back in his seat.
“That stinks,” I mutter, disappointed not to have him to myself all weekend.
“Yeah, but we’ve got time. I’ll make sure when I get back, I’ll take my time to show you just what I was planning. Tonight, I’ll just give you a sample when the kiddos go back home.” How Badger can get me worked up with just his voice is beyond me. I didn’t even know that was possible, yet he does it to me constantly.
“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” Connors asks as I place the diaper bags into my car while waiting on Gadget and Dragon to bring the twins and Logan out.
“Yeah, I’m looking forward to watching them,” I say honestly. Sure, I’m nervous but way more excited to spend time with my niece and nephews.
“Well, if you need us to come get them, please just call,” Connors says. Glancing at her, she looks like she’s about to have a panic attack.
“Connors, if you’re not ready to have me watch them, it’s okay,” I murmur. Disappointment filling me that she’s getting so worked up at me watching her kids. I know I’m not the best person in the world, but I love these kids as if they were my own. Especially in the last few months of us coming by for family dinner.
“Oh, Jordan, it’s not that at all. I’m just nervous about them being away from me besides when I’m at work. It’s the only time I’ve been away from them for a period of time. Even at the clubhouse during the parties and such, I’m constantly checking on them when they're asleep. Guess you could say I’m still extremely paranoid after what happened with Logan,” she explains her fears.
Her reasons are completely understandable. If I had a child of my own and he or she was kidnapped by a sadistic asshole, I’d be just as nervous if not worse.
“How about I promise to send you constant updates? Would that help set your mind at ease?” I ask her.
“This is why I love you so much.” Smiling, Connors draws me in for a hug.
“Are we interrupting something?” Gadget asks as he comes up to us, holding both car seats. Dragon’s right behind him with Logan in his arms. His eyes focused on what Logan’s signing as he walks. The smile on his face is one I only ever see when his kids or wife says something funny.
“Nope, just wasting time till you slowpokes came out here,” I say jokingly. “You ready to have some fun?” I voice and sign my question to Logan. Even though time’s passed, Logan still has a hard time talking to many people. I’ve found that if I sign and speak at the same time, he feels more comfortable using his own voice.
“Y . . . Ye . . . p I . . . I . . . re . . . a . . . dy . . . Jo . . . Jo . . . ” he says, smiling, calling me the nickname he’d given me at the first family dinner I came to.
“Alright, little man, then let’s get going. I might have convinced Badger to get you your favorite pizza for dinner,” I tell him, gaining a huge smile as he wiggles out of Dragon’s arms and runs to me.
“B . . . be . . . st . . . Jo . . . Jo . . . ev . . . er . . . ” he yells, wrapping his arms around me.
My heart soars at his excitement. I’ll do anything to keep him so happy.
Getting him hooked up in his seat and locking the twin’s car seats in place, I tell my brothers and Connors I’ll text them when I get to the house. Sitting in the driver’s seat I pull my phone out, sending a quick text to Badger and put on kid-friendly music. Time to get to the home.
By the time I got halfway home, I realized too late that something was wrong. Reaching for my phone, I unlock it ready to hit Badger's number only to drop my phone as I see the truck coming directly at me. Holding the steering wheel tighter, I yanked on the wheel to get out of the way only the truck follows. Screaming at Logan to close his eyes, I brace for impact as the truck turns just enough to clip my passenger side, sending me spinning into the ditch.
Oh God, please let the kids be okay.
What feels like forever seems to past though I’m sure it was only seconds my driver’s door is yanked open. Standing over me is the one man I feared would find me before the club found him. Kayne.
“Finally found you alone, and you have a gift for me as well. Now, I suggest you listen, my sweet bréagán gnéis, otherwise, I’ll put a bullet in the two boys instead of leaving them here. You and the little girl will be coming with me now,” he says with an evil glint in his eyes.
“Please don’t hurt them,” I beg, tears filling my eyes.
“Then I suggest you get out of the car, grab the girl and get in the car waiting next to the truck,” he growls as he grabs hold of my arm.
“What about the boys?” I ask.
“I’ll kill them now if you don’t shut the hell up and do as I fuckin’ told you to.” Kayne snaps, lifting a hand he backhands me, sending me back a step.
Nodding, I do as he says. Reaching in to grab Keegan, I look at Logan, his eyes filled with fear. “When you don’t see any cars, unbuckle, climb upfront to the floorboard, grab my phone, and call your daddies and tell them what happened. I’ll protect your sister, you protect your brother and get your daddies. Okay?” I tell him. At his nod, I give him a sad smile and unlock the car seat from the base.
“Hurry the hell up, before I change my mind and kill you with the boys and take the girl,” Kayne growls.
“Then why don’t you?” I murmur as I stand with the car seat in my hands.
“Because, bréagán gnéis, you were promised to me and though I’ll be punishing you for your indiscretions, you're mine,” Kayne says. Smiling, he looks down at the car seat. “And bonus we’ll have a child to barter a contract with when I get you to Ireland. Now get to the car.”
Ireland? Oh god. I need to figure out a way to delay him from at least taking Keegan. She doesn’t deserve to be a part of this.
She’s innocent and I won’t allow Kayne or even my father to destroy this perfect angel’s life.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Badger
After leaving Jordan at work to finish her shift before going to get the kiddos, I head back to the tattoo shop to grab some things. I’d intended to do this here at the shop, but I can do it at home all the same. For the past two months, I’d been working on a design that took me the entire time to make it perfect.
Picking the sketch up, I smile at the image of a flower blooming from the ashes of a fire. The details of the petals hold the animal prints where the crease usually would be. The stem is filled with thorns and my name both road and legal are entwined. I can’t wait to see this on Jordan.
I’d been planning to do this for her as a surprise.
“Yo, Badger, you got about an hour to spare?” Burner asks, pulling me out of my thoughts.
“Suppose so, Jordan is gonna go get Dragon and Gadget’s kids after she gets off work. I’m supposed to pick pizza up from that place Lo likes. What’s up?” I ask.
“Ally wants to try a hand at using the tattoo gun. You need any ink?” I can’t help but grin at his question. He knows I love being under the gun and don’t mind being the test subject.
“Ally’s ready to move on from working the
desk and piercing?” Chuckling, I pat him on the shoulder.
“Fuck if I know, but she’s asked to try her hand. Says she has an image in her head that she wants to put on skin.” Shrugging Burner leans against the door frame to the room I use.
“Well, then let’s not keep the lady waiting,” I say as I pull my phone out to shoot Jordan a text letting her know Ally was gonna experiment on me with the ink gun.
The simple ‘have fun with that’ response has me shaking my head. She’s come to realize I love ink. That’s why I want to share the experience with her. She’d asked me once what it felt like. I think she might just love the sensations the ink gun gives you. A lot of people say the humming of the machine is soothing. While others say the needle driving into the skin is unbearable. Those are the ones who pussy out on us.
Making my way to the front desk, I give Ally a shit-eating grin. “You ready to give the ink rather than take it?” I ask jokingly.
Ally blushes as she smiles, and Burner growls.
Yeah, when it comes to Ally, he can deny it all he wants but I know the truth— the fucker is completely in love with her.
“Um, yeah, if you don’t mind me working without a sketch,” Ally says.
“No problem at all, let's get to it. I’ve got pizza to order and a woman to get to,” I tell her as I move toward Ally’s station. Burner made sure each area was set up for both piercing and ink.
“So just point out a good spot and I’ll get you prepped.” The way Ally’s voice begins to tremble, I know she’s getting nervous. I hesitate to go any further with letting her do this.
Glancing in Burner’s direction, I lift a brow in question, knowing he’d be the one to make sure. At his nod, I lift my shirt and sit in the chair.
Pointing at my chest, I say, “Have at it.”
“Okay,” she says while pulling everything she’ll need out. Once she’s finished with the prep work, she sucks in a breath and turns the ink gun on and begins to work her magic. Closing my eyes, I listen to the hum of the machine.
