Grave's Claim (Satan's Anarchy MC Book 5)

by Erin Osborne

  “I’m sorry baby. If you need help, I can come in and help out,” I offer.

  “No, you’ve got other things to do. Besides, this gives me a chance to put things the way I want them so I can just pick it up and go. Or hand it off to one of the guys and know they have exactly what they’re looking for,” she tells me, her eyes soft and filled with happiness.

  Standing up from the table, I make my way to Vanessa’s side. I took the ring out of the box earlier and reach in my pocket to grab it out. Now is the perfect opportunity to ask the woman I’ve fallen so in love with to marry me.

  “Vanessa, I told you you’d find out later what tonight is all about. Well, I can’t wait any longer,” I begin. “You’ve gotten so strong since comin’ to the compound and it’s been an honor to watch you overcome so many things from your past. I want to stand by your side, give you someone to lean on when you need it, and watch you continue to grow stronger and braver every single day. I want you to have my kids and I want to raise Tyler and Kayla as if they were my blood because I don’t see them as anything other than my children . . . our children.

  “I’ve come to love you more than anyone I’ve ever encountered in my life. You are the woman I want to lean on, share my day with, and show how to be loved by someone unconditionally. Will you do me the honor of becomin’ my wife?”

  Opening my hand, I hold the ring in the palm of my hand. Just like Vanessa holds my heart in the palm of hers. Tears are slowly sliding down her face and I’m not sure if it’s because I’m proposing or because she doesn’t want to marry me.

  “Christian, I would love to be your wife,” she suddenly says, wrapping her arms around me and pressing her lips to mine. “I love you Grave. So much more than you know and I’ll do everything in my power to show you that love every single day.”

  I kiss Vanessa again like she’s the only woman in the world I’ve ever touched my lips to. Pulling back from her after a minute, I slide the ring on her finger. Vanessa takes a minute to look at it before once again kissing me and telling me she loves me. I’ve never heard such sweet words uttered against my lips.

  Picking Vanessa up in my arms, I carry her to our room and lay her gently on the bed. It’s covered in rose petals and they tickle the bare skin on her arms. Candles are flickering around the room since I turned them all on after I got out of the shower.

  Slowly I begin to peel the clothes from Vanessa’s body. She doesn’t shy away from me or try to hide her body tonight. Vanessa is completely and totally open to me and I relish the fact that she’s so open with me in this moment. Once she’s completely naked before me, I quickly strip out of my own clothes and join her on the bed.

  Vanessa doesn’t let me take the lead tonight. Instead, she pushes my back against the bed and kisses, licks, and nips her way down my body. When she gets to my hard cock, she picks it up from my body with her soft hand and licks the drop of precum already leaking from the tip. It’s not long before she’s taking my length in her mouth as far as she can. There’s no playing games or teasing me like I’ve had done in the past. Vanessa is pleasing me and isn’t being shy about it.

  “Nessa, that feels so fuckin’ good,” I grit out from clenched teeth.

  She continues to bob her head up and down on my cock while moving a hand down to play with my balls. Vanessa rolls them in her hand and gently squeezes them. Already I can feel the telltale signal of my impending release. I’m not going to be like a damn horny teenager. I reach down and tangle my fingers in her hair, feeling the silky stands slide through my fingers.

  “Baby, you need to stop,” I growl out. “Not gonna come down your throat.”

  Vanessa pulls off me and I hear the audible pop of her mouth leaving my cock. Laying her on her back, I run my fingers down her body until I reach her pussy. It’s already hot and wet for me. Before I can climb over her body with my own, Vanessa straddles my hips and lines my aching cock up with her pussy.

  As she slowly slides down my length, I moan out as she takes her time. I’ll give her all the time she needs to settle on me even if it kills me. This is the best fucking torture I’ve ever felt in my entire life. Her pussy feels like warm velvet slipping down on me. The second she reaches the bottom, I feel as if I’m home. Vanessa is my home and I never want to leave.

  She begins to slide off me and I watch my cock slowly begin to reappear. It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed. Instead of keeping my eyes locked on where we’re joined, I move my eyes back up to Vanessa’s face. Her eyes are on mine as she begins to ride me.

  Reaching out, I grip her hips to steady her movements and help her move up and down. My grip is bruising and I know she’ll wear my marks on her skin for a few days, but I can’t seem to lighten it up. This woman has me feeling so many emotions and sensations right now I can’t concentrate on any one thing.

  “Christian,” Vanessa moans out as she throws her head back.

  Her hair brushes against my thighs and only adds to what I’m feeling in this moment. Vanessa continues to ride me even as her movements become erratic. My hands on her hips are the only thing grounding her to me and keeping her from sliding right off me.

  I growl out as her nails rake down my chest. She’s going to leave her own damn marks on me and I don’t give a single shit about it. Knowing she’s so close, I reach down between our bodies and pinch Vanessa’s clit between my fingers. It’s what she needs to push her over the edge as she flies with her release. I guide her movements as I chase my own release.

  Vanessa’s pussy is squeezing my cock and pulling my release from me. I slide her back down on me as my hips lift off the bed to meet her. It’s then my orgasm hits and I yell out her name in the otherwise quiet house. A few more times I slide her up and down my length as we both begin to come back down.

  My ol’ lady, and fiancé, slumps down on my chest as I run my hands up and down her back. She’s already almost asleep and I don’t have the heart to move her. There will be time for that in a little while.

  I remain awake for a little while and think of the ways my life has changed over the last few months. I’m now a family man with kids and a fiancée I love more than anything in the world. Tyler, Kayla, and Vanessa are changing me, making me want to become a better man. A man who’s worthy of the love they show me every single day.

  I’m not sure when I fall asleep, but Vanessa and I wake one another up several times through the night. I do things to her I’ve only ever dreamed about in the past. Now, it’s our reality. And Vanessa does what she wants to my body. She trusts me and shows me that by allowing me to do different things to her, things no one has taken the time to try or show her.

  Finally, as the sun begins to raise in the sky, Vanessa and I fall asleep for a few hours. I messaged Renegade and told him she’d be in to work in a little bit. He knows I was planning on proposing to me and tells me she can take her time. I appreciate all the help and everything my club family has done to make this relationship with Vanessa grow and become what it is today.

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Vanessa

  AFTER WORK TODAY Grave wants me to meet the kids and him at the clubhouse. The ol’ ladies want to see me after knowing I said yes to Grave’s proposal. Yeah, he told me he wanted his ring on my finger, but I didn’t think he’d ask me so soon. There’s not a chance in hell I’m letting this man slip through my fingers, so there wasn’t a hesitation in my need to say yes.

  Yes, I made him wait a minute before I said yes, but that’s because my emotions were all over the place and I was trying to get myself under control enough to speak. I’m sure Grave was wondering if I was going to say no, but as I said, there’s not a chance in hell of that. He’s my man and one day soon he’ll be my husband.

  I’ve gotten most of the filing done at work. Renegade and Psycho have offered to help. But when I showed them my system and how much I’ve already gotten done, they backed away and told me to keep up the great work. Once I’m done with the filing and making sure
it’s all in order, I’m going to work on the schedules of current projects and upcoming projects.

  Renegade’s given me a list of bids they’re working on putting in to get more work for the construction crews. Some are big while others are small for people in the community. Those bids are lower than they should be and I can tell that just by looking at them. I’m not saying they’re screwing over the companies on the bigger jobs, just that they’re lowering their prices for the small jobs around town. They’re trying to show the community that they want to help and are willing to do jobs for those in need at a fraction of the cost.

  “Vanessa, you goin’ home tonight? Or are you gonna stay here?” Renegade asks, walking out of his office.

  “Oh. I didn’t realize it was so late already,” I answer.

  “It’s all good. Just leave it all for tomorrow. You’ve been bustin’ your ass and I don’t know anyone else who would’ve gotten as much done as you have in such a short time,” he tells me, making me feel good as a smile breaks out on my face.

  “Thank you,” I tell him.

  Renegade waits for me to gather my purse and coat before we walk out of the warehouse. Johnson Construction is housed in a large warehouse. It’s so they can keep the trucks inside when the crews get back for the day and so they can store materials here. They don’t want to be running out constantly to get things when they can just load the trucks up every night and just roll out once every member of the crew is here and they’ve gone over their assignments for the day.

  Getting in the SUV Grave bought for us, I head toward the clubhouse with Renegade following me. When I stop in front of the clubhouse, he heads around back to his house. After parking off to the side so I can load the kids up easily, I head inside.

  After letting my eyes adjust to the dimness of the interior, I see the common room almost empty. There’s a few girls standing around talking amongst themselves. Not that I know any of the Satan’s babes, but I have a feeling these girls are new. Especially when I look around and see the state of the room. It’s dirty and dingey, so they haven’t done any of the cleaning they’re supposed to.

  As I pass the group of three women, I hear one of them talking about Grave.

  “I can’t believe Grave has those fucking brats here with him. We were supposed to be spending time together this afternoon,” a young woman with bleached blonde hair whines. “We were together last night and let me tell you, he is one man you want to fuck.”

  “Where is Grave?” I ask, not wanting to hear any more.

  “Who the hell are you?” she asks, turning her attention toward me.

  “I’m his ol’ lady, and the woman he just asked to marry him last night. Let me give you a piece of advice. If you want to stay here,” I tell her, stepping closer to the bleached blonde bimbo. “If you want to stick around longer than a day, don’t go after the taken men. A babe was just taken out of here because she went after my man. And those kids Grave has with him are his, so I’d really watch your fucking mouth. Ladies, watch this one. Grave was with me all night last night . . . several times.”

  There’s dead silence for a beat and then someone starts clapping. I turn my head to see Grave standing there. He’s got a smile on his face and an apron tied around his waist.

  “That right there is why this woman will be my wife and you aren’t shit. Show her the respect she deserves or find the fuckin’ door,” Grave says, walking over to me and laying a kiss on me hot enough to melt my panties from my body.

  Once he’s done kissing me like a man dying of thirst and I’m his only source of water, I turn my attention back to the women. I know what they’re supposed to be doing around here and it’s more than just fucking the single guys.

  “Now, if you’re done spreading your lies, get your asses to cleaning. Being a babe is about more than spreading your legs. It’s up to you to keep the clubhouse clean and make sure there’s enough food and supplies around here. If you can’t manage that, there’s the damn door. And I’ll be sure to let Natasha know to keep an eye on you, since she’s Renegade’s ol’ lady and wife,” I tell the bitch.

  I’m done letting everyone walk all over me. This bitch wants Grave and she’s going to try to make a play for him in front of everyone. Not today. Today is the day I claim my man in the eyes of the club and show these bitches just because I’ve spent my entire life being knocked down, today is the day I stand up for myself and show them I deserve the respect being Grave’s ol’ lady gets me.

  Grave leads me into the kitchen where Natasha and Hadliegh are working with the kids. They’re all covered in flour and I’m not sure what to make of the scene before me. All four of them are laughing as Natasha places several pans of food in the oven.

  “Are you guys having fun?” I ask with laughter filling my voice.

  “We are momma,” Kayla tells me, running over to me for a hug.

  I don’t worry about the flour or anything else as I wrap my daughter in my arms. This is shit that can be washed out and I know this moment is precious. Soon Tyler and Kayla won’t want the hugs, kisses, and attention from me like they do now. They’ll get older and want to be independent. So, I take this moment and treasure it for what it is.

  “How was work?” Grave asks, sitting down at one of the tables.

  “It was okay. I’m almost done filing everything away so I can start on the other things I want to do,” I answer.

  “That’s good babe.”

  “What’s for dinner?” I ask Natasha and Hadliegh.

  “Homemade pizza with garlic bread and salad,” Natasha answers. “Not everyone will be here tonight. I think it’s just the three of us. Bear and Callie have something to do and Cassidy is getting a few new women in at the compound so they won’t be here.”

  “I’ll make sure to go in tomorrow after work for a bit then,” I tell her. “I’m going to go check on the babes in the common room.”

  Grave gives me a smile as Natasha looks at me. “Heard your speech in there. Proud of you, Vanessa. You have to put them in their place early or they’ll walk all over you. That includes making sure they’re doing their job around here and not just being here for the guys. Thank you.”

  I nod my head before I walk back into the common room. The women are all cleaning the room from top to bottom. There’s one trying to stock behind the bar, but Bishop walks through the door and tells her to get away from the bar. It’s their job to take care of it and they don’t belong behind the counter. She quickly does as he demands and starts wiping down the remaining tables.

  The bleached blonde bitch from a few minutes ago makes sure to give me a wide berth as I walk around the room. She’s sweeping everything up and keeps glancing at me as I walk around. When I see a pile of used condoms under one of the couches and almost gag, I call her over.

  “Help me move this couch so you can sweep these up. That’s disgusting as hell,” I tell her.

  After setting the broom aside, we push the couch forward until it hits the table in front of it and she cleans up the mess. I don’t let her bring it back to its normal resting spot until she goes to get a mop bucket to clean up and residue on the floor. You never know if one of the kids’ toys will slide under there so it needs to be clean.

  “Look, I’m sorry about what I said when you got here. I just think Grave is sexy as hell. I didn’t know he was with anyone. Now that I know, I won’t even look in his direction,” she tells me.

  “I appreciate that. But what pisses me off more is the way you talked about my children. You have no clue what my story is and yet you chose to talk shit about innocent children. How would you feel if they were your kids?” I ask her.

  “I guess I didn’t think of it like that. I’m sorry about that too,” she says, hanging her head in shame.

  “You can make it up to me by not talking shit about any of the men here and making sure your jobs are done before they get out of work each day. Don’t you know the last thing they want to do is come into a nasty place from t
he night before?” I ask her. “They want to eat, have a drink or two, and relax before possibly inviting you into their bed. Give them that and you’ll do just fine here.”

  “I can do that. I’m usually up early anyway. I can start making breakfast for them before I start cleaning and then make sure dinner is ready for them when they all start getting back,” she tells me.

  “That’s a good idea. What’s your name?” I ask her.

  “It’s Lexi.”

  “Alright, Lexi, I’ll let Natasha know you’re in charge of the kitchen. It’s pretty much her domain right now, but she’s got a lot on her plate. It would help her out a lot to know she doesn’t have to worry about the meals around here,” I say, turning to push the couch back in its spot before heading off to my family.

  Natasha is the only one in the kitchen since Grave and Hadliegh took the kids to get cleaned up while the pizza finishes cooking. I talk to her about Lexi and let her know she’ll be taking over the kitchen duties for breakfast and dinner. It’s a tremendous help to Natasha with everything she has going on right now between her own family and the compound.

  “That’s great news. I was beginning to wonder what I was gonna do,” she tells me. “I’ll show her around here tonight and make sure she knows to let me know if anyone gives her a hard time.”

  We clean up everything in the kitchen before the kids come flying back inside the room. They’re cleaned up and changed into their pajamas already. When Natasha pulls the pizza and garlic bread out of the oven, the rest of the kids and men are here to eat.

  The night flies by as we talk and laugh for a few hours as the kids play in the common room. Once we entered the room with our family’s, Lexi made sure to clear the room out of the babes. This is our time here and she understands that now. I smile in her direction as Grave gives my thigh a squeeze. He’s proud of the way I handled myself today and I’m proud of myself too.