by Ford, Hope
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Bruin
The club gathers everyone up and thankfully, everyone is accounted for. Deator calls church and I know not to argue, I would be pushing my luck. With my arm around Penny, I start walking toward my bike. As soon as we get to it, she pulls me to a stop.
Looking down at her, I see she’s covered in dust, and all I want to do is take her home, wash the dirt and grime off her body and hold her in my arms. But I don’t have that luxury. When the pres calls church, you go.
She points at the bike. “You can’t be serious. You can’t ride that thing, look at you!”
I wrap my hand around the base of her neck, pulling her to me. I bend down, leaning my head against hers. “You know what I was thinking when Deator sent Klaus and Johnny to go and get you?”
She blinks, shaking her head side to side.
“I was worried Klaus would put you on the back of his bike, and that didn’t sit well with me…”
Her hand slides up my chest. “He brought the truck--”
I kiss her temple. “I know he did. But that didn’t stop me from thinking that I haven’t had you on the back of my bike with your sweet pussy pressed against me. Don’t fight me on this Penny. I need this. I need you.”
Reluctantly she agrees with a shake of her head. I sit down, holding back the groan. She swings her leg over and sits easily behind me. I wrap my hands around her thighs and pull her into me. “Hold on, baby.”
We drive the short distance back to the clubhouse, and the feel of her arms wrapped tight around me is the only thing that stops me from falling apart right now. I could have lost her.
13
Penny
Bruin has been quiet since we got back to the clubhouse. I’m sure right now he’s thinking I’m more trouble than I’m worth and I can’t really blame him. Or he’s thinking I’m some kind of freak. I had no idea that I had healing powers, but I’m beginning to think my half brother did.
They go into church and I sit outside the room, waiting. I can’t blame the club if they ban me. That was a mess today and could have been so much worse. I know I should feel something that my half-brother died, but either I’m not processing it or really don’t care. We shared the same dad, but that was it. I know he was evil and I also know that as long as he lived, I would never be free.
I hear yelling through the walls and at one point it sounds like someone threw something or even someone against a wall. I almost go in there to check on Bruin at least five times, but I know he wouldn’t want that.
It finally quiets down and only a few more minutes pass by and all the men are walking out of the room. I can’t tell by the expressions on their face, but whatever it was, it couldn’t be good.
Klaus comes out—he’s one I recognize—and he sees the worry on my face, because he stops beside me and pats me on the arm. “It will be okay.” I just nod my head at him, refusing to let the tears roll down my face.
“Penny!” I hear Bruin holler, and I look at him. He has a fierce look on his face.
Klaus drops his hand and I tell him, “Thank you” before walking over to Bruin. I’m waiting for him to tell me that I have to go and it’s killing me.
“Let’s go,” he says gruffly and starts walking through the clubhouse, down a hallway and stops at his room, the one where I was found in his closet.
I’m already shaking my head, knowing I don’t want to go in there, because now the image of him and Rita from that first night, well, I can’t stomach it.
He opens the door, pushing me inside, not giving me a choice, but we both stop. Inside the room is Rita, the women that was with him the night I was hiding in the closet. She’s lying back on the bed and I can see almost everything in her skimpy bra and panties. She’s twirling her finger around her hard nipple and says, “Well, Bruin, we’ve never done a threesome, but I’m game.”
My mouth falls open and I look between Bruin and Rita. The need to throw up is overwhelming.
Bruin walks around me, blocking me, grabbing Rita and pulling her off the bed. “Out, Rita. You know you’re not allowed in here, not unless you’re asked and you’ll never be asked again.”
She leaves then, but not before she smiles at me, making me second-guess everything I thought was right between Bruin and me.
“Uh, was or is she your girlfriend?” I stutter.
He shakes his head no, but he’s not very reassuring. He’s still quiet and withdrawn. When he doesn’t say anything else, I finally decide that I just need to lay it all out.
“Look, Bruin, uh if you’re with her… well, I don’t do threesomes. And I definitely don’t share, so if that’s what you want—"
He raises his head and stares at me. His beautiful brown eyes are almost black now. “Is that what you think? I risked my life, my club, everything to set you free from the Eaters, but you don’t think I’m committed to you?”
I know I should say yes. But seeing her, seeing Rita, in his room has me all fucked up. I merely shrug my shoulders.
He grabs me by the arms and pulls me toward him. When I flinch, he softens his hold and leans his head against mine. His eyes are closed and I have no idea what he’s thinking.
My voice is strained and I’m doing my best not to cry. “Are you sending me away?”
He gasps and lifts his head. “I have obviously fucked this up—"
I grab his waist, needing something to hold on to. “I didn’t know, Bruin. You’ve been quiet since we got back and then since church you’ve been mad. I just figured they finally convinced you that I’m more trouble than I’m worth.”
He grips my face, brushing the tears away with his thumbs. “I was mad when I came out because I saw Klaus’ hand on you.“
“He was just—“ I start.
He shakes his head. “I know. But I still didn’t like it. And I want you to know you’re worth it. Whatever I have to do to keep you by my side is worth it. I’m not letting you go. I know it, the club knows it, but I need you to know it. It’s always been me and the club. Now it will always be me and you… no matter what.”
I try to pull away but he doesn’t let me. I can’t not worry though. “I don’t want to come between you and your club.”
He smiles, brushing his thumb across my lower lip. “We voted, baby. You’re under New Law protection now. I claimed you.”
I didn’t learn a lot at the Eaters, but I do know what that means. There were a few honorable men and they had ol’ ladies. “You claimed me?”
He nods, pulling my shirt over my head and the rest of my clothes off me. I just stand there, wondering can this really be my life? “What about Rita?”
He takes his clothes off quickly and pulls me against him. “There’s no Rita in this. It’s me and you, Penny. As long as I have you, I’ll never want anyone else. She never meant anything to me. You’re it, baby. You’re my everything.”
* * *
Bruin
I’m not one for pretty words or emotions. No, I have to show her the only way I know how. Her naked body pressed against mine has my cock hard and leaking.
“I need you, baby. I need to be inside you right now,” I beg her.
She nods her head and I start to back her up to the bed, but she stops me. “No, not on that bed. Never on that bed.” She shudders.
I could argue with her, but I’d feel the same way if I had to watch her with someone else. Agreeing with her, I nuzzle her neck. “I don’t need a bed.”
I lift her into my arms and she starts to struggle, but I just tighten my hold on her.
She finally gives up. “Bruin, I’m too big for this.”
I latch on to her bare breast and suckle her until her hands grab on to the back of my head and hold me to her, all thoughts of her being too big for me to hold abandoned.
As if my cock is searching for her, it strokes her ass. “Help me, baby,” I moan against her. I hold her out a little while she grabs on to my cock. I groan then, my head falling backwards. She strokes me, root to
tip, and when I lift my head to look at her under hooded eyes, she’s smiling at me. I may be the badass biker, but she’s the one with all the control.
“Now, baby,” I tell her, demanding to be in her once and for all.
She grips me tighter, lining me up, working me between her slick folds until my cock is fitted into her tight hole and it’s clamping down on me. I control her hips, moving her, letting her lower down until I feel every inch, every crevice of her pussy vibrating around me.
“Breathe, honey,” I tell her when I can tell she’s not taking a breath. She exhales loudly then and I start to move. Slowly at first, not wanting to hurt her, but she begs me for more.
“It’s not enough, Bruin,” she says to me dazedly.
I lift her off my cock and flip her around. “Put your hands on the dresser.” My voice is gruff and demanding, but that’s the best I can offer her right now.
She does what I tell her and I stand behind her, looking at us in the mirror. Her large breasts are swaying as she moves her ass back against me, grazing my thighs, teasing me.
I run my hands up the back of her thighs, and she kicks her legs farther apart. That’s right, my baby is wanting it.
She pushes her ass back into me and I cup her cheeks, pulling her apart to slide my finger down her crevice. When I hit her forbidden spot, I circle it and she clenches my finger. “One day,” I mutter to her. I put my hand on her shoulders, pushing her down, and she lifts her ass up to me. Circling her thighs, I cup her mound, my middle finger stroking through her soft, wet cunt. “Tell me, baby. I need to hear it.”
I work my cock into her and she pushes back into me until I’m buried inside her. The thought of her maybe getting pregnant has my cock leaking a little inside her.
I finger her button and she lifts on her tiptoes. Leaning forward, our eyes catch in the mirror and I watch her face as I pleasure her. She’s rotating her hips and I grip her hair, pulling it away from her face and whispering to her, “I love you, Penny.”
She’s coming then, soaking my hand, and I tug on her hair a little harder. “Say it, baby. I need to hear you say it.” As I plow into her, she spasms around me. But I hold off. I need to hear it, so I keep fucking her, pushing her further and further until I know her body can’t take much more. I tell her one more time, “Open your eyes. Say it.”
She looks in the mirror and her blue eyes almost glow back at me. “I love you, Bruin. I’m yours.”
“Fuck yeah, you are,” I tell her as I fill her up with my cum.
Epilogue
Penny
One Month Later
Bruin’s all quiet again. We’re having a good night, a party at the clubhouse. I was worried about how the club would treat Bruin, and even me, after everything. But they’ve all been good to us. It’s almost like they completely forgot that I was once an Eater. I wish I could. I still have nightmares sometimes, but Bruin has helped chase them away.
I look at Bruin and wonder if that’s why he’s all stoic and withdrawn. Is something going on with the Eaters? I heard Rita and Lisa talking about how the Eaters were building their army of shifters, but we knew it would happen. They can’t lose their vice president and not do anything.
I reach for Bruin’s hand and he stiffens. I try to keep the smile on my face. We’re sitting with Ronan and Bree and Bree is telling us the story of how she saved Ronan a few months ago. Ronan just smiles at her, pulling her into his lap.
I look over at Bruin again, but he’s looking at his beer bottle, ignoring everything around us.
I lean toward him. “Hey, do you want to go home?” I ask him. We’ve been staying at his house instead of his room at the club, which I have to admit I’m glad about.
He shakes his head, so I lean closer to him. Usually, by this point he has his arms wrapped around me, or is pulling me into his lap. But not tonight. “What is it, Bruin? Talk to me.”
He finally looks at me and when I think he’s going to say something, he just looks away real quick.
Ronan must have witnessed it all, because he says real loud, “Fuck, Bruin, just do it. You’re freaking the girl out.”
Bree slaps him on the chest playfully and looks at me with a secret smile.
I turn to Bruin and he’s still not smiling. “What is it? What do you have to say to me?”
He takes a deep breath and stands up, pushing the chair back and then falls to one knee in front of me.
The room starts cackling and yoo hooing. But I tune it out. I tune everything out except for Bruin.
He pulls something out of his pocket of his club cut and grabs my hand. “Penny, I love you. And I want you to be my ol’ lady.”
I smile at him, not believing that this is what was bothering him. My big bad Bruin is nervous. I tip my head to the side. “I thought I already was.”
He smiles then, a smile that fills his whole face. “Yeah, honey, fuck yeah, you are. But I want to make it official. Will you marry me?”
I tackle him then, and we both fall to the floor as I’m kissing him and crying. I don’t even care that I’m in a room full of men, his brothers; I cling to him, straddling his legs as he kisses me breathless.
He pulls away and we’re both gasping for breath. “Yeah, Penny. I think I want to go home.”
I sit up and let him put the ring on my finger. The men are all coming around to congratulate us and I hug Bree’s neck. When I finally get back to Bruin, I’m already unbuttoning my shirt. “I’ll race ya!” I tell him and take off running.
* * *
Bruin
I chase after her, ready to spank her ass because I’m sure some of the guys saw her taking her shirt off as she was running out the door. When I get outside, though, I completely forget about it. She’s standing there, already shifted into her Spirit Bear. The moon is shining down on her and she takes off running. I shift then, quickly running after her. I catch up to her easily because she’s my one… my mate. I’ll always catch her.
Epilogue 2
Klaus
It’s another party at the clubhouse and everyone is here. Ronan and Bree are at a table nearby and the commotion has finally calmed down. I still can’t believe my brothers have chosen their mates. I tip the beer bottle and take a deep swallow. I don’t want to examine too hard what I’m thinking, but I’m a little envious. I don’t know what for. I never thought I was the type to settle for one woman.
I watch as Bree laughs and Ronan pulls her into his lap. I look away quickly, feeling like I’m almost witnessing something private, something I shouldn’t be.
Yeah, it’s just another night in Eden.
Until the front doors swing open and Devlin steps in, running over to Deator. Dad looks over at me and I can already tell he’s pissed off, but I don’t know what for. Hell, I’ve laid low these last five years, ever since he and the rest of the club thought I fucked up and they took my patch for it. I rub at the empty spot on my cut, remembering it like it was yesterday.
Deator storms out the door. I get up, tugging on the ends of my club cut and follow him and some of the other men out.
But it’s not what I’m expecting. I almost fall over as I look at her.
I recognize her even though she’s not a teenage kid anymore. She’s older now, curvy, sexy. Looking at her now, I know if I knew what was good for me I’d get my ass back in the clubhouse or anywhere that was away from her. Mona. Fuck, just her name is sexy.
I feel Ronan walk up to me and ever so quietly, he whispers to me, “Don’t do anything stupid. Stay away from the wolf shifter.”
I look at my older brother and give him my signature fuck you look. All those years ago, he could have had my back and he didn’t. I’ll never forget that.
Deator walks straight up to Mona but she doesn’t back down. It’s a mistake. She should leave because I know my father. He’s a chauvinist asshole.
Mona just lifts her chin. “How much?”
Deator laughs. “New Law wouldn’t help you for a million dollars
.” He growls at her. “Last Omens left with their tails between their legs when they were faced with the Eaters. We don’t work with or for cowards. Get out of our territory before I serve you up on a platter for the men to use and throw away.”
I want to go to her, to tell her it’s not a good idea she’s here, she needs to be as far from New Law territory as she can get. But I don’t. I stand there next to my brother like a punk and just wait.
Finally, Mona nods her head. And to my surprise, she looks directly at me before she gets on her motorcycle. I see the recognition in her eyes and it burns me up. She remembers me. I’ve often wondered if she would or not.
I feel like she’s able to see straight through me and I feel like a fucking asshole for not stepping forward to fight for her or at least stand up for her.
She drives away and never looks back.
“She’s not even a bear shifter. We’re not on good terms with the Last Omens either. It would be a disgrace to help her.” Ronan starts barking at me the moment Mona leaves.
I grind my teeth. “I didn’t make a move, did I?” And even I can hear the guilt in my voice.
I walk back toward the clubhouse, fighting temptation to go find the wolf shifter, to go find Mona.
THE END
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