Rogue: The Black Cobras MC #1

by Rylan, Savannah

  Rogue fixed his dangerous green eyes on me. “Especially not myself,” he replied and stepped toward me.

  “So, what do we do now?” I asked. “Are we still in this deal, knowing that neither of us trust one another?”

  “I still want to fuck you, if that is what you are asking,” he said bluntly. “But now that I know for sure that they do have Hazel, along with my brother, I will stop at nothing to make sure they are both safe. The Son’s broke a rule when they took your niece, and I will make sure that they pay for that.”

  “A rule?” I asked confused by his words. “What rule did they break?”

  Rogue sat down on the couch, and I sat down next to him. “When my uncle started the Black Cobras, while they weren’t 100% always on the right side of the law, he always made it a point to have the members follow a strict set of rules. One of those rules was based on my mother.”

  I looked at Rogue’s face and watched as his features slightly changed. His brow furrowed and it looked like he was contemplating if he should continue or not. I reached out gently and placed my hand on his knee. He looked up to me a smiled sadly.

  “My mother was kidnapped when my uncle and her were little. They didn’t grow up in the best of neighborhoods and their father, my grandfather, had a bit of a gambling problem. When he wasn’t able to pay off a debt, the people he owed took my mother as payment.”

  “Rogue that sounds awful,” I said honestly. “How old was she?”

  “She was about Hazel’s age I think,” he said, and my breath caught slightly in my throat. “Uncle Bobby and my mother never wanted to talk about it much, so I don’t know the full story. But I do know that it ripped a hole through my family and changed their dynamics. Bobby was older than my mom, by about five years, he was only thirteen at the time, but he was able to convince some local gang members in his neighborhood to help him get her back. So, when Bobby started the Black Cobras, he made it a rule to not mess with kids.”

  “So that is partially why you agreed to help find Hazel,” I said aloud.

  “It is. Even though I am not a member of the club anymore, I still remember the rules. I remember my mom’s shudder she had every time an unmarked van would drive by.”

  “How is your mom now?”

  “She passed away a few years ago. Around when I decided to not be a part of the Black Cobras. She always hated that Grimm and I got involved, and when she got sick, I made her a promise that I would get out.”

  I nodded and rubbed Rogue’s thigh in an attempt to comfort him. Everything was started to make sense. There was so much more to Rogue than met the eye. Underneath his tough exterior, he had a past that shaped who he was today. I was finally starting to understand who he truly was.

  “Thank you for telling me that,” I said honestly. Rogue let out a slight laugh.

  “You are actually the first person I ever really told that too. Everyone else just knew the rumors about happened and never spoke to Grimm or I about it.”

  We sat there in silence for a few minutes as I gently rubbed Rogue’s leg. As much as our situation on the surface seemed to be all about sex, I know that deep down he did want to help find Hazel, and for that I was thankful.

  “You know,” I said breaking the silence. “I know you don’t really believe me about Hazel being your niece. And I honestly can’t blame you for that. I hardly believed Amanda when she told me in the first place.”

  “You didn’t know who Hazel’s father was either?” he asked looking up to me.

  “No,” I said sadly. “I didn’t know until the night she disappeared. Prior to that she always just told me that she didn’t even remember Hazel’s father. That he was just a one-time thing.”

  “Grimm does have that reputation,” Rogue said with a laugh.

  “I honestly have no proof that he is her father, beyond what Amanda has told me. The only reason why she thought it was the Sons of Satan that took her was because she saw Crow while she was with Hazel, and according to Amanda, Hazel looks a lot like Grimm. She was took chicken to come find Grimm herself, which is why I ended up showing up.”

  “Well, I’m glad you did,” he said as he looked straight into my eyes.

  I felt the heat rise in my core. I knew I wanted him. Even though I should be focused on finding Hazel, I couldn’t help but move my body closer to his.

  “I still don’t know if I completely trust you,” he said as he slowly pushed the strap of my dress down my shoulder. “But I can’t seem to keep my hands off of you,” he said. My skin covered in goosebumps. His touch was enough to set my body on fire.

  “Do you trust me, Carli?” he asked. There was humor in his voice, like he loved how I reacted to his voice.

  “I’m not sure,” I replied. He met my eyes.

  “Good. I’m glad we’ve set the record straight. Neither of us trust each other,” he said. When the strap of my dress was down at my elbow, he focused on the other. My body shuddered again as he pulled the other strap down, exposing my lace bra. He quickly reached behind my back and unsnapped it. I bit my lip slightly as I moved my arms letting my bra fall to the floor.

  A rush of excitement flooded through my body. My heart picked up in speed and I wanted him to touch me. A small voice in my head warned me to shut out my feelings, but I pushed it down quickly wanting to feel as close to Rogue as possible.

  He reached out and cupped my left breast in his large, warm hand, flicking my pebbled nipple. I wanted to moan because it felt good. He was torturing me, and I had a feeling that he knew it. It was time I gave him a taste of his own medicine.

  I pushed my hands on his chest forcing him to lean back on the couch as I moved off the couch and got on my knees. I unbuttoned his pants and let them slide down his legs. He wasn’t wearing underwear tonight, and as I knelt in front of him, his big, hard cock was right in front of my face.

  “Look up at me,” he commanded.

  I raised my gaze to meet his and he reached for my lips with his fingers, grazing them gently. He pried my mouth open and slipped his forefinger in. I sucked on it, relishing in the salty taste of his skin and enjoying the strength and power he had over me. Whatever guilt I felt a moment ago was washed away. I could only think about how sexy he was and how much I wanted him.

  My pussy throbbed between my legs and my clit swelled.

  I grabbed his cock and licked the tip with my tongue.

  “Fuck,” he said.

  I parted my lips, staring into his eyes as I pulled his cock in my mouth. I let my mouth run up and down his shaft several times as I ran my hands up towards his abs and chest. I felt his muscles tighten underneath my fingertips.

  “Shit Carli, that feels so good,” he growled as I pushed my mouth down farther on him.

  My body reverberated with desire. His cock in my mouth felt good. I felt powerful and in control. Just a moment ago, Rogue was the dangerous one in the room, but right now, I was.

  I pumped his cock in and out of my mouth, pausing slightly at the tip before I slid my mouth back down. I reached for his thigh and held on to it with one hand. I kneaded his balls gently in my other hand, loving the way he groaned and grunted while I continued to slide my mouth around him. My head bobbed along the length of his big cock. As I remained kneeling in front of him, my pussy throbbed too, begging to be touched. I wanted him to make me feel good again, help me forget about all the ways my life was messed up right now.

  Rogue jerked and growled, then pulled his cock out of my throat.

  “Fuck. You’re so hard to resist,” he said as he stood up. “Get up,” he commanded and grabbing me by my shoulders and hauling me up to my feet.

  This time, he was more careful with my dress. He carefully pulled it down till it slid to my ankles, leaning forward so he could take one ripe, sensitive nipple in his mouth. I weaved my fingers in his hair as he sucked on it. It was an explosive feeling having Rogue’s mouth on my throbbing breasts. He sucked and nibbled and lapped till I squealed with pleasure and writhed
in his arms.

  Before I knew what was happening, he lifted me up in his arms. I’d never felt this light before, but Rogue carried me like I was weightless. He carried me through the living room and into what I assumed was his bedroom.

  I could see that Rogue lived simply. Other than one double bed and a wardrobe, there was nothing else in the room. He flung me on the bed, and I couldn’t control the giggling shiver that ran up my body. I knew I wasn’t supposed to display any emotion. He didn’t need to know just how much I enjoyed this, but I couldn’t help it.

  Rogue jumped up on the bed and the mattress sagged under his massive weight. He stood over me with his feet on either side as I lay stretched out on the bed under him. He got on his knees and pulled my panties down my legs.

  I arched my back, thrusting my hips up toward him. I couldn’t wait for his touch; my body was on fire for him.

  He teased my pussy, playing torturously with my clit. I grabbed my breasts in both hands, kneading them and pinching my nipples tightly. He leaned forward, gently lapping his tongue against my folds.

  “Oh my God!” I cried out when his mouth touched my hot, dripping core. His tongue lapped up the juices that dribbled down my folds as he made smacking sounds with his mouth, like I was the tastiest thing he’d sampled.

  “Please, Rogue…” I murmured.

  “What do you want, Carli?” he asked, meeting my eyes. I stared at him positioned over my pussy, ready to devour it.

  “I don’t know…” I answered. He grinned.

  Without another word, he slid his long finger into my pussy, and I cried out again. He grabbed my thighs and kept me pinned to the bed while he bent down and flicked his tongue over my clit. Back and forth, his tongue teased me ferociously while his finger moved within me.

  I remembered he’d commanded me to not come till he told me to, but I was sure I wouldn’t be able to control myself this time.

  My body writhed and shook while his finger thrust inside of me, his tongue teasing and rubbing my swollen clit. I pinched and tugged my nipples, going crazy with the waves of pleasure flooding my body. My toes curled and I bit down on my lip as Rogue continued to ravage me.

  “I’m going to come…Rogue, I’m going to come!” I screamed, but he didn’t stop. Instead, he licked and lapped me even more vigorously.

  I exploded in his mouth with a loud moan, rolling my hips and being sucked into the vortex of a dreamy orgasm. I felt safe here, in his presence, in his room, and there was no shred of self-consciousness in me. I took pride in my pleasure while he slipped in and out of my pussy and I tried to enjoy my orgasm as much as I could.

  It was the only way I could feel good these days.

  When my orgasm finally began to fade away, my breathing relaxed. Rogue pulled his tongue out of my pussy and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

  “You’re a naughty girl. You weren’t supposed to come just yet,” he said, a teasing glint in his eyes.

  I wasn’t sure if he expected me to apologize to him, so I remained silent.

  I was still recovering from my orgasm while he moved over me.

  “Carli, do you know how fucking beautiful you are?” he asked, stretching himself over me. He placed his face between my big breasts and kissed my skin.

  I weaved my fingers in his hair again, massaging his head gently while he left a trail of kisses down the middle of my torso. His big throbbing cock settled between my legs. I just had an orgasm, but I wanted to feel him inside me again.

  “I’m going to have to take what I’m owed,” he said, looking up at me. I nodded, wanting the same thing he did.

  Rogue entered me smoothly. I gasped, squeezing my eyes close and leaning my head back as his cock slid into me. He grabbed my hands and pinned them up over my head, weaving his fingers into mine.

  “Look at me, Carli,” he groaned, and I opened my eyes.

  Rogue thrust into me rhythmically, both of us staring into each other’s eyes. He filled me up, sliding in and out of me in slow, smooth motions. This time, there was no pain despite his length and girth. This time, him being inside me felt like the most natural thing in the world.

  I moved with him, matching his motions while he reached the deepest part of me. Rogue continued to hold my gaze, keeping me under his spell. When he started moving quicker, I knew he was close to finishing.

  His wide shoulders jerked, and I could see every twitch and move of his muscles, his biceps…I could feel the pressure and strength of his massive body over me.

  Rogue banged against me, his cock pounding deep into me and then slipping out. He held my hands tightly, keeping me pinned down on the bed.

  When I least expected it, he leaned forward to take my mouth in his. He pushed his tongue between my lips, and I kissed him back equally forcefully. I hadn’t expected a moment like this between us. It was sweet instead of rough; tender instead of business-like. I wasn’t sure what to think. I couldn’t think.

  Rogue snapped his mouth away from mine. His thrusts became harder and I wrapped my legs around his waist. When he jerked and grunted, I knew he was coming. His cum shot into me, filling me up to the brim. He emptied himself into me with a groan.

  My body soared. Underneath him, imprisoned by his body and his arms, I felt like I was right where I was supposed to be. I would never have predicted being in a situation like this, feeling this way about a man who looked so dangerous and tough to the outside world.

  When Rogue finished, he pulled himself out of me and rolled over me to the side, both of us panting.

  He lay beside me as my eyelids grew heavy with sleep and fatigue. I hadn’t really slept at all since Hazel’s disappearance. Until now, I hadn’t realized just how tired I was.

  I wished he would take me in his arms and stroke my hair, but Rogue remained lying beside me, breathing hard. I closed my eyes just to rest for a moment but within moments, I drifted off. I had no control over myself anymore. I relaxed as my body shut down, as did my mind.

  All the worries and troubles I had to think about, would have to wait until tomorrow.

  13

  Rogue

  Something inside of me changed.

  After I came inside Carli, I didn’t feel like myself. I needed a moment to breathe, to collect myself before I spoke again. I stared up at the ceiling while lying still beside her. From the corner of my eye, I could see her voluptuous breasts rising and falling as she panted next to me.

  This didn’t just feel like a random fuck. For the first time, I felt like I had just made love to a woman. I’d kissed her before I came, and that kiss felt even more explosive than the orgasm I experienced moments later. I clenched my jaw and looked over at her. I was self-conscious and weirded out by everything that was happening.

  I had never opened up to anyone about my past before. Hell, my family never wanted to talk about what happened to my mother when she was younger, so it was always something that Grimm and I learned to keep to ourselves. I especially had never told anyone the real reason why I left the Black Cobras in the first place. What was it about her that made me open up to her?

  I looked over at her quickly and to my relief, I saw that Carli had fallen asleep.

  Her tender body heaved gently while she breathed peacefully. Her eyelids didn’t flutter, it seemed like she was sleeping soundly.

  If it was any other woman or any other situation, I would have been quick to wake her up and ask her to go sleep on her own bed. But with Carli, I just couldn’t make myself do it.

  Instead, I kept lying beside her and watched her sleeping for a few minutes. I stared at her naked body, at her delicious bare body. Her nipples were rosy pink and pinched now. Her breasts were big and heaving and I felt a sudden urge to suck on them again. She slept with her arms on her side and her pussy bare and exposed. I wanted to reach over and run my hand down her pale smooth thighs, to play with her clit which was still slightly swollen. I wanted her again, but I let her sleep. Clearly, she needed it.

  In
stead, I slowly got out of bed and then gently laid the covers over her. In her sleep, she sighed and then curled herself up under the them.

  I left the bedroom and went to the window in the living room for a cigarette. This was no unlike me, and I wasn’t sure what the hell to do next. I was all fucked up. This arrangement with Carli brought on disastrous consequences. I always kept my distance when it came to women. I never felt the need to get involved with them. But with Carli? I somehow felt comfortable enough to talk about my past, that I didn’t even talk about with my own brother. I didn’t even feel like myself anymore. I lit my cigarette, cursing my brother under my breath. This was all Grimm’s fault. If he hadn’t gotten himself abducted, I wouldn’t be in this situation right now and I wouldn’t have a beautiful, irresistible woman occupying my bed.

  Was Carli telling the truth after all?

  Was Hazel really my niece? Did Grimm have a kid he didn’t know about with her sister? Is that why had Grimm given himself up to Crow?

  When Hazel mentioned that Crow had spotted her sister Amanda with Hazel, it started to put more of the puzzle pieces in place. If Hazel looked as much like Grimm as Hazel said, I’m sure once Crow threated Hazel and I know Grimm would have done whatever he asked. Even though Grimm and I never talked about our mother, I knew that he shared the same thoughts about her past that I did. He would have done anything to make sure Hazel was safe, no matter if she was his or not.

  I smoked my cigarette slowly while these thoughts filled my head.

  When I first saw Carli at Pit, I wanted her body…I didn’t expect to start questioning myself within two nights of sleeping with her. I was in the habit of getting what I wanted. I wanted Carli and now I had her. But the problem was that I wanted more.

  I put the cigarette out and went back to the room. Carli was still sound asleep. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d seen a woman sleeping in my bed. I could have just stood there and stared at her all night.

  When I did lie down beside her, I couldn’t fall asleep. I lay awake in bed, listening to her soft breathing. It was strange for me that I wanted to know everything there was to know about this woman. She was changing me without even trying to. And it wasn’t just because of the sex. As I focused on her soft breathing, I finally shut my eyes and fell asleep.