Steel (Devil's Fury MC 5)

by Harley Wylde

  I stood and started to leave, but something held me back. The only man I’d been intimate with had been Patrick Mulligan. I hadn’t even kissed many men other than him. Steel and I were married. What would it be like to kiss him? Before I could talk myself out of it, I walked around the table and leaned down to press my lips to his. He held still at first. I started to draw away, but he reached up and threaded his fingers in my hair. Our lips were mere inches apart.

  “That’s not a kiss, wife.”

  “It’s not?” I asked, my voice a near whisper.

  “No. This is a kiss.” He pulled me closer and I tumbled into his lap. Steel held me as his mouth ravaged mine. Everything inside me started to warm and I pressed my thighs together. My nipples tightened and I couldn’t contain the whimper that left my lips. And still he didn’t let up. I’d never felt so thoroughly claimed before, and he’d barely touched me, other than his mouth on mine.

  I pulled back and touched my fingers to my lips. They tingled and I fought not lean into him and beg for more. What had just happened? No one had ever kissed me like that, or made me feel so… needy. He placed a hand on my hip and slid it up to my waist. My breath caught and I held his gaze as he slid his palm higher, brushing the outside of my breast.

  “When you’re ready, I’ll give you kisses like that and so much more.” He pulled his hand away. “But for now, I think that’s enough. It’s clear there’s something between us. I don’t think that was all one-sided.”

  I shook my head. No, it definitely hadn’t been. My panties were damp and my clit pulsed with need. I leaned in again and pressed my lips to his, needing one more taste. He held me close, but this was a bit softer. I still felt it all the way to my toes and wished it would never end.

  “Steel, I…” He placed a finger over my lips, silencing me.

  “When we’re in the house and it’s just us, call me Isaac. Around the club or out in public it’s Steel.”

  “Isaac,” I said softly. “I just wanted you to know I don’t go around kissing every man who looks my way. I haven’t been with anyone since Patrick. He was my first and only. I have kissed one or two men since then, but it felt wrong and I ended it. But with you… everything feels so incredibly right. So much it scares me.”

  “Does Coral know how to bathe herself? Start a shower or anything?” he asked.

  I nodded. “I taught her how to start the shower.”

  He raised his voice to yell out for our daughter. Our daughter. It felt strange thinking of Coral as anything other than mine, but it was clear Steel adored her. When she scampered into the room, he told her to take a shower and get ready. I didn’t know what he was up to, but the moment we heard the bathroom door shut, I found out.

  “Not pushing for more than you’re ready to give, but I’m going to make you feel good. When’s the last time you came?” he asked.

  My cheeks burned. “Never.”

  “Then I’ll have to rectify that. Immediately.”

  Before I could ask what he meant, his lips claimed mine again. He tugged at the waistband of my pajamas and I lifted my hips. Steel slid the material down to my knees, then shoved the pants to the floor. My heart raced and I trembled as I sat on his lap in nothing but my pajama top and panties. His fingers caressed my legs from knee to hip, leaving goose bumps in their wake.

  He didn’t let up from his kiss, and I felt like I was drowning in sensations. I felt his fingers dip between my thighs and I spread them a little. He groaned as he cupped my pussy through the damp material. Steel pushed the panties aside and ran his fingers along my lips before spreading them open and flicking my clit. I gasped and my body tightened.

  The kiss ended abruptly and I stared up at him, dazed and slightly confused as to what was happening. He rubbed the bundle of nerves again and I nearly came just from that alone. My breasts felt heavy and ached, wanting his touch too. His gaze dropped to my chest and he growled softly.

  “Unbutton your top.”

  My fingers shook as I obeyed his command. The cool air made my nipples tighten even more. I reached up, cupping my breasts and tugging at the hard peaks. I could feel the hard length of Steel’s cock pressing against me and I spread my legs a little more. I’d never felt so out of control, especially when it came to a man. He made me nearly mindless with pleasure.

  He plunged a finger inside me and I cried out. Steel was quick to silence me by pressing his lips to mine again. He stroked in and out as his thumb worked my clit. It was too much, and yet not enough. Within seconds, I was coming, so hard that I felt my release soak his hand and his pants. He drew back and cocked his head a moment, and I realized he was listening for Coral. I could faintly hear the shower still running.

  “You good now, or you want more?” he asked.

  “M-more. Please.”

  He added a second finger to my pussy, pumping them in and out. “More of my hand, or do you want something else? I said I’d wait, and I will, but I will give you anything you want, Rachel. Want to come on my hand again? Or on my cock?”

  I gasped and arched my back when he hit just the right spot. Oh, God! I wanted him. More than what he was giving me now. I wanted to experience everything with Steel. Maybe it made me a woman of questionable morals to let him do this to me so soon after meeting him, but the paper on the table said I was his and he was mine. He twisted his fingers on the next stroke and I came again. When he tried to pull his hand back, I trapped it between my legs.

  “No, I want more.”

  He smiled. “I think I created a little monster. You want to come again?”

  I nodded. “B-but not on your fingers.”

  His eyes dilated. “Not on my fingers. You want my cock?”

  “Yes, Isaac. Please. I-I think I need it. Need you. I’ve never… no one’s ever…” My cheeks warmed again.

  “As much as I want to savor our first time together, it will have to be quick. Coral can’t stay in the shower forever,” he warned. “And I’m sure the fuck not taking you in the kitchen.”

  He stood with me in his arms and carried me down the hall to what I assumed was his bedroom. He nudged the door open with his foot, then kicked it shut, stopping long enough to twist the lock. The moment my feet touched the floor, he slid the pajama top down my arms and shoved my panties to my ankles. I reached for him, pulling at his clothes, but he pressed his hand over mine, trapping it against his chest.

  “No time for all that, darlin’. Not right now.” He jerked his chin toward the bed. “Lie on your back with your ass near the edge of the mattress.”

  I hurried to do as he said, having to jump slightly to reach the damn bed. Why the hell was it so big? I heard him chuckle behind me, but finally, I was on my back and waiting eagerly for what came next. I heard the clink of his belt and the rasp of his zipper, then he was leaning over me.

  “Just so we’re clear, no woman has ever been in this bed, and if you’ll let me later, I’ll make this up to you.”

  Before I could ask what he meant, he spread my thighs wide and I felt his cock press against me. My breath caught as he pushed inside. It burned and yet I didn’t want him to stop. It had been so long since I’d been with Patrick, it was almost like I was a virgin all over again. His body tensed and his lips firmed.

  “So damn tight,” he murmured. Then he was stroking in and out of me, rubbing my clit with his thumb. Steel leaned down and took my nipple into his mouth, gently biting down. I nearly saw stars and held him to me. He did the same to the other nipple, then pulled back and worked my clit faster.

  I came, crying out his name as another orgasm took me over the edge. I gasped for breath as he pounded into me. It wasn’t until I felt the heat of his release that I realized we hadn’t used protection. Granted, we were married, sort of, and he’d said he wanted a family. Steel leaned down and kissed me, his cock still buried deep.

  “You still want me later, I promise I’ll do better.” He withdrew from my body, but held my legs open as he stared at my pussy. I wan
ted to squirm away and slam my thighs together, but I liked the flare of heat in his eyes. No one had ever made me feel so desirable.

  “If it gets any better, I won’t be able to walk,” I said.

  Steel leaned down to kiss me again. “Challenge accepted. Use my shower. I’ll grab some things from the other room and lay them out on the counter for you. Coral and I will watch cartoons while we wait, then I’ll rinse off and change before we head out.”

  He backed away, giving me one last lingering look, before unlocking the bedroom door and pulling it shut behind him. I hurried into the bathroom and started the shower, then stepped under the hot spray. What had I just done?

  You had sex. Incredible, mind-blowing sex.

  I reached between my legs and felt his release and mine. My clit still throbbed, and I knew if it weren’t for Coral, I’d have begged him to make me come again and again. He was right. He’d created a monster by showing me what I’d been missing all these years, and now I wanted every bit of pleasure he could give me.

  I’d lived the last six years of my life for my daughter. Maybe it was time to live a little for me too.

  Chapter Six

  Steel

  What the hell had I done? It was one thing to treat the club whores like a toy to be used, but my wife? She hadn’t uttered a word of complaint. In fact, every time she’d glanced my way, her cheeks had flushed and she’d given me a shy smile. We’d taken Coral to the park before having lunch, and now we were shopping even though Rachel had balked at me spending more money. Whether she liked it or not, she needed clothes. I’d ordered some things to be delivered, but they’d need more.

  “Can we have ice cream?” Coral asked as we waited for Rachel to try on a few outfits.

  “How are you still hungry?” I asked, smiling down at her. I poked her belly. “There can’t be any room left after everything you had for lunch.”

  She giggled and climbed onto my lap. “There’s always room for ice cream, Daddy.”

  Every time she called me that, my throat got tight and I was a little overwhelmed with emotion. Wouldn’t admit it even if someone called me on it, but it’s how I felt. I’d never thought I’d have kids, and Coral was a gift I’d treasure always. Same for her mom. I could blame Outlaw for this all I wanted, but the truth was Fate had stepped in and put Rachel and Coral in my path.

  “Let’s make sure your mommy has enough clothes for at least a week, and then we’ll get ice cream. Any special requests for dinner later?” I asked.

  “Pizza?” Her eyes got comically wide. “The kind you order.”

  “All right. We’ll get pizza, but it’s not going to be an everyday thing. It’s not healthy for you.”

  She got a mutinous expression on her little face. “It has cheese. Mommy said they use milk to make cheese, and she always makes me drink my milk because it’s good for me.”

  I chuckled softly. Couldn’t argue with that logic. “Pizza once a week. Any more often and you might turn into a pepperoni.”

  Coral giggled and cuddled closer to me. Rachel stepped out of the fitting room, her hands twisting in the skirt of the sundress she’d tried on. It hugged her curves and stopped just below her knees. To some, it was modest, but damn if it didn’t make me eager to get her out of it. While it covered everything important, it hinted enough at what lay beneath to make a man want to find out on his own. I’d never cared for the women who barely clothed themselves. Maybe it was my age, but if you could see everything on offer, what was the point? Didn’t mean I hadn’t looked, and I didn’t disparage them for wanting to flaunt their bodies. It just didn’t turn me on. Not like my wife wearing this dress.

  “You need it, and one of every other color or pattern they offer,” I said.

  “You don’t think it’s too much?” she asked, turning slowly. The back had straps that crisscrossed over her shoulder blades, but it still covered her from mid-back and down. From the way I was currently feeling, something told me I was about to become a jealous, possessive asshole when it came to this woman. I didn’t like the idea of other men looking at her. All that beauty and sweetness was mine.

  “It’s perfect, just like you.” I winked. “Now get whatever fit and let’s check out. A certain little girl wants ice cream.”

  Rachel placed her hands on her hips and patted one of them. “You seemed to like these just the way they are. If you keep feeding me this way, they’ll expand.”

  I stood up, setting Coral down, and approached Rachel. I pulled her against my body, and placed my lips near her ear. “I will want you even if your hips expand. In fact, I hope to one day see these beautiful tits swell to twice their size and your belly round with my baby. And even then, I won’t want to keep my hands off you. You’re a sexy, sweet, smart woman, Rachel. Any man would be lucky to call you his.”

  She licked her lips and I couldn’t stop myself from giving her a quick kiss. Then before I started getting hard enough I wouldn’t be able to hide my arousal, I backed away and took Coral’s hand, leading her over to the register to wait for Rachel. When she came to the counter, her arms were nearly overflowing and I felt like an ass for not thinking past my dick. She’d needed help. I took the clothes from her and placed them on the counter, then sent her and Coral outside while I paid for everything. I knew this store wasn’t cheap, because I’d been with Outlaw when he’d bought a present for Elena from here, and something told me Rachel would have a fit if she saw the total.

  I swiped my card and waited for the woman to hand me the receipt and bags, then met my girls outside on the sidewalk. I stowed the bags in the truck we’d borrowed, since I couldn’t very well have Coral and Rachel riding on my bike with me, then I took Rachel to one more place. The lingerie store. She worried at her lip as I nudged her inside.

  “Pick out whatever you need, or anything you want. I’ll wait outside with Coral, and I’ll come in to pay when you’re finished.” I kissed her cheek, then took our daughter back out of the store. I had a daughter. My heart swelled at the thought. Coral might not be mine by blood, but that didn’t matter to me. I’d raise her as my own, and hopefully I wouldn’t fuck up.

  “Why couldn’t Victoria come with us?” Coral asked.

  “Because she’s too lazy. Besides, dogs aren’t allowed inside stores unless they’re service animals, and Victoria doesn’t have the right temperament for that.”

  Coral scrunched her nose. “What’s a service animal?”

  I tried to think of a way to explain it so a six-year-old would understand. “Some people have illnesses we can’t see on the outside or something that doesn’t present itself all the time. Some of those people, and even those with visible illnesses, require a service animal. Anxiety, PTSD, maybe they suffer from seizures. Dogs, and occasionally other animals, are trained to sense when their human is about to have one of those episodes, and they alert them to the problem, or keep them calm.”

  She seemed to think it over, and while I knew there was so much more to service animals, I wasn’t sure how to put it into terms Coral would understand. Eventually, she shrugged and skipped off a few paces only to come bouncing back. It was clear she had abundant energy, and maybe it made me an ass, but I hoped I could run it out of her by bedtime later. Even though Rachel might very well change her mind about coming to my room later, or our room if I could get her to move in there permanently already, I was hopeful she still wanted me as much as I wanted her.

  “Can Victoria sleep with me tonight?” Coral asked.

  “As long as she goes potty before bedtime.” I winced when I realized I’d forgotten to pen her in the kitchen when we’d left. With my luck, she’d leave a puddle on the floor. Or in her case, a lake. I’d never seen so much pee come out of something so small.

  “Can we stop at a pet store and get her something?” Coral asked.

  I could tell that for every bit I planned to spoil Coral and Rachel, our daughter wanted to make the pug completely rotten. Then something occurred to me. “Coral, have you e
ver been inside a pet store?”

  She shook her head. Well, damn. Now I couldn’t say no. Every kid should experience a pet store, even if they didn’t have a pet yet. Granted, Victoria seemed content to belong to Coral. Maybe when I’d rescued the pug, it had been the Universe trying to tell me something great was heading my way. Rachel and Coral were the best gift I could have ever received.

  Rachel came out of the store, her cheeks flushed, and a smile on her face. I headed inside to pay for whatever she’d purchased, then went back outside to my girls, carrying the pinkest shopping bag I’d ever seen. I quickly handed it to Rachel before lifting Coral into my arms. Once everyone was back in the truck and buckled, I decided we’d get ice cream first and stop at the pet store second. And God help me if Coral asked for a pet because I didn’t think I could say no.

  At the ice cream shop, Coral bounced on her toes as she peered into the glass case. Being a privately owned place and not one of those chain stores, they didn’t have a large variety, but it didn’t seem to bother the little girl in the slightest. We placed our order and found a table near the window. As Coral licked her cone, she got more on her face than in her mouth, but I found it rather adorable.

  “Bet you didn’t know what you were getting yourself into,” Rachel said.

  “I’m loving every second.” I smiled at Rachel, more content than I’d been for as long as I could remember. They would still need to meet the rest of the club, but I knew the other old ladies would welcome them with open arms. Even reserved China wouldn’t be able to resist little Coral.

  “Don’t forget the pet store,” Coral said.

  Rachel narrowed her gaze in my direction, but I pretended not to notice. She could get mad if she wanted. This was my first official day with a family and I was going to enjoy it to the fullest. If my newly adopted daughter wanted to go to a pet store, that’s what we’d do. As we tossed our trash and headed to the truck, Rachel leaned in closer to whisper to me.