Pokey_Areion Fury MC

by Esther E. Schmidt

  I can see Pokey’s ready to rip Ransom’s head off. Before Pokey takes a step forward, I place a hand on his chest, keeping him in place.

  I pin Ransom with a deadly glare. “Can everyone stop calling my man a dumbass? Seriously, all of you need to stop and think before you shove your foot in your mouth. Aren’t we supposed to work together and have each other’s backs?”

  Sico strolls over and takes Austin from me, brushing his finger along my son’s cheek before he hands him to Pokey. “Go on up and get your kid settled for his nap. That’s what’s important, man. You, your ol’lady and the kid.”

  Wow. Did Pokey punch him in the head when he had that talk with Sico? Reformat his brain in the process or something? Because Sico’s behavior is so unlike him.

  Pokey gently takes Austin as he shakes his head. “You seeing the light or some bright shit? I don’t want to jinx you acting close to normal and not an uglyass, manwhore dick, but fuck…this feels weird.”

  “Who wants sushi?” Everleigh says, strolling back into the living room.

  Sico’s head turns, lowering his eyebrows before he glances at Pokey, winks, and returns his attention to Everleigh. “I don’t eat fish. I’m allergic.”

  “Allergic?” Everleigh’s eyes narrow.

  Seems like she questions the same thing I’m wondering….is he up to something?

  “Yeah, allergic.” Sico smirks. “The smell reminds me of a cunt. Makes my dick swell. But that might be just your scent, because others nowadays are more in the direction of a skunk squirting their unpleasant smell around.”

  “For the love of God,” Everleigh mutters before she pins him with a deadly glare. “Comparing cunts to skunks and seafood…why do you have to refer to a pussy with degrading statements? I’m surprised you even know how one smells, let alone tastes, since you sure as hell never put your mouth on one. So that kinda solves your allergy.”

  Others nowadays are more in the direction of a skunk squirting their unpleasant smell around. Give her scent a compliment, degrading all others. Does she even notice what Sico is saying with his cryptic statement?

  “Bring me some of those, doll. They sound delicious, and allergic or not, I’ll take or try anything that leads to hard penis illness.” Ransom tries to keep a steady voice but barks out his laughter as soon as the last word tumbles from his lips.

  Sico walks over to Everleigh, leans in and murmurs something in her ear. Her eyes go wide. He takes the wooden tray she’s holding and strolls over to where Ransom is standing. Ransom licks his bottom lip when he eyes the sushi. Before he can lift his hand to take something, Sico tilts the plate. As if in slow motion, everything lands on the floor while the plate smacks Ransom on the side of his face.

  “Not your doll, fucker. Don’t ever fucking talk to her that way, she’s mine.” He’s ready to smack him again but Ransom punches him in the face. The plate follows the food on the floor and soon two bodies are rolling around in it, throwing punches in every direction.

  It’s on the tip of my tongue to say ‘Don’t you need to do something about that’ and yet Pokey is watching it with a big grin and even Everleigh is smirking. The doorbell rings but both Sico and Ransom don’t even notice.

  Everleigh checks the display before she presses a button to open the door. Zack strolls in with Dams behind him.

  “What the fuck?” Zack growls before he strides over to where Sico and Ransom are still fighting.

  Dodging a fist here and an elbow there, he manages to rip Sico away, who was on top of Ransom.

  “Cut it the fuck out. I warned you not to push his buttons, Ransom. I gave you a direct order,” Zack bellows.

  Everleigh walks up and hands Ransom a bag of peas. “Here you go.”

  Ransom takes it but doesn’t place it on his face, or his hands for that matter. He just eyes Sico who’s trying to shoot daggers at him.

  Offering it back, Ransom adds, “You might want to take it over to your ol’man, Everleigh.”

  A sly smile spreads her face. “Nah. I like him with war wounds. You, on the other hand, need to heal fast, because I’m sure you’ll fuck up and he will give you another look like that very soon. So, as I said…you need to heal.”

  Sico puffs up his chest, all the anger he showed with his glaring a moment before long gone. Seems like Everleigh’s words calmed the angry beast.

  Zack massages his temples with his fingertips while he mutters, “Why in the hell is every biker in this club a fucking idiot?”

  “Everyone sit the fuck down,” Dams snaps.

  Austin releases a high-pitched yelp at the harshness in Dams’ voice.

  “Watch your fucking mouth around my kid.” Pokey soothes Austin while I glare at Dams.

  “What a freaking mess I brought all of you into. And seriously, are all of you always like this? All fun and loving? Bet no one gets bored when they are around people that wear an Areion Fury MC cut, right?” I sigh.

  “Come, sweetheart, let’s go upstairs for a moment. These idiots can entertain themselves for a bit.” Pokey shakes his head at his brothers.

  I bend forward to place a kiss on my son’s head. “Go on up. I’ll make a bottle for him and be right there.”

  He strolls off and I head in the direction of the kitchen. I sense someone following me. Looking over my shoulder, I see Dams leaning against the doorway while I make myself busy with fixing Austin’s bottle.

  “You didn’t bring anyone into a mess. You know that, right?” Dams’ voice is steady and although it might be put out there as a question, nothing in his voice tells me it is.

  Gripping the counter with one hand, I face him. “It’s kinda hard not to think that way. First the bathroom thing, then Austin, then the Cape Town Crew. Not Pokey, not you, not any of you…nope…me. All connected and everything involves me. So please, keep the ‘I didn’t bring anyone in this’ excuse to yourself. I’m dealing. Pokey made it clear he’s right there next to me. With that, I have all of you, insane idiots, no offense, right there behind us. But it’s a huge thing to process, okay? But we’re building a solid relationship. One with a foundation. Everything is so new with us and we finally had sex, just a few hours ago. That’s huge, we weren’t…”

  Dams looks like he’s in pain. Oh, shit. Did I really throw the whole ‘we finally had sex’ in there too?

  “Yeah, that last part? Didn’t need to hear it. I mean I’m happy for you guys and all, but shit. You need to leave some of this stuff behind you. It might look, or feel, like the two of you have only been in a relationship for a blink of an eye, but in reality, you two were tied to each other from the moment you both walked into that bathroom. Pokey was all in before that; you were, and are, his only priority. From what I’ve heard, the same thing has been said about you. Throw in Austin…boom, solid foundation wrapped in a relationship that was created months ago.” He shakes his head and releases a deep breath before he continues. “It just hits me hard because I want that family combination so bad. I can’t wait to be a dad.”

  I close my eyes and my lips curl around my teeth while I bite down hard. I will not tell, I will not tell. Not my secret to spill. If Nerd won’t tell him she’s pregnant it is none of my business.

  I can feel someone breathing very close to me. Peeking through one eye, I see Dams standing very close.

  “You know something, don’t you?” Again with a question that’s really not a question at all.

  Spinning around, I grab the bottle that’s done and hightail it out of the kitchen.

  “Her tits felt…her taste…different…horny as fuck…Son of a bitch.” Dams’ bellow follows me out of the kitchen.

  Yep…none of my business. None of my…shit…sorry Nerd. I think your secret is out but I didn’t even spill one word.

  Chapter 13

  ***Pokey***

  I’ve finished dressing Austin after giving him a new diaper when Spiky enters the room. She hands me the bottle and grimaces.

  “I swear I didn’t say anything, an
d yet Dams looked at me and knew Nerd was pregnant. How’s that even possible? It’s not my fault the secret is out now, right? I didn’t say anything. He just mentioned he wanted to be a dad so bad and I just closed my eyes and kept my mouth shut and then…”

  My head tips back and I laugh out loud. She’s so fucking adorable. “Might have well put it on a large banner above your head, Spiky. No need for words. Did you let Nerd know? If not, might be better she hears it from you so she can be prepared.”

  “Shit, fuck. Dammit. You’re right.” She shoots those words straight out in rapid waves. Her eyes widen and she slips into her alternative cursing. “Mothertrucking elephant, you’re right.”

  “Sweetheart. Hush that sweet little mouth. Tiny ears present. Although I love those dirty words tumbling from your gorgeous lips.” My eyes land on my son.

  He’s guzzling his bottle but stops when our gazes lock. He fucking smiles before he starts to move those lips to take his milk in gulps. I swear he touches my heart that beats solely for him in those moments.

  I’m still smiling at Austin when a thought comes to mind. “Call Nerd, give her a little heads up. Because that’s what I would do if the tables were turned.”

  Spiky gasps. “Oh, smart thinking. I need to.”

  She doesn’t finish her sentence but starts to dig around in her purse and finds her phone. Tapping the screen before she puts it to her ear, it only takes a moment before she starts to talk.

  “Nerd, he knew. I swear to you he knew…Dams of course….yes….no, I didn’t….He said he wanted to be a dad so bad and then I had to close my…yes, he said that…happy…well, he muttered something about withholding orgasms and fucking the ever-loving-shit out of you for the next few months.” Her eyes lock on mine and they widen. She mouths ‘sorry’, probably for the dirty word spree she vomited, then her gaze hits the floor, her attention back in the conversation. “Before that he might have mentioned your tits and taste were different…yeah…sorry…you sure?...Okay, well, good luck with that…you too, bye.”

  While I was watching Spiky, Austin fell asleep in my arms. I walk over to the crib that’s in an attached room and tuck him in. Slowly, I back away and close the sliding doors.

  “He’s taking a nap?” Spiky whispers from behind me, making me almost jump out of my skin.

  Spinning around, I grab her waist and pick her up, making her yelp in the process. Pulling her against my body, I let her slide down until my mouth nears her ear. “Better kill the sound, sweetheart, or Austin will kill the mood.”

  She gasps and then shivers. Hell yes.

  “I’m going to lick that sweet pussy before I’m going to slide in ever so slowly, opening you up while your walls clench in a welcoming rhythm. God, you’ve made me an addict. The craving that flows through my veins is unbearable until my body connects with yours. A simple touch, a kiss, anything is slightly soothing until my dick is buried inside your heavenly body. The completion of connected hearts, our bodies merged as one. Orgasms as a bonus on top to reach a hint of the euphoria of the lifetime we have ahead of us. You’re mine, Spiky. I’m so fucking thankful to hold you in my arms. No matter how we got here, the both of us fully invested, with nothing standing in between.”

  She swallows and looks at me as if her eyes are a one-way ticket to reach her soul. “I honestly think that I was put on this Earth to find my way to you. The unloving one I grew up in lead me to the chance encounter in a bathroom. It doesn’t matter the time or place, it was us. The instant attraction, the connection, the conception of Austin. There clearly is no other reason for me to be in this universe other than to be loved by you, mother to our children and to give you everything you give me in return…but…”

  I’m having trouble drawing in my next breath. Damn. If I thought we were solid before we went to the clubhouse yesterday…this right here is the fucking crown on our relationship. We fucking made it, a foundation for whatever’s to come.

  Though that ‘but’ she threw out makes my arms tighten around her. “But?”

  “All of these amazing words back and forth are really filling up my heart, but you started with that dirty talk, so now I really need something else filled up instead of my heart.” She catches her bottom lip between her teeth.

  “Is that so, sweetheart? You want my dick inside you, filling you up?” I groan when I see those black pixy strands dance around her face when she nods her head in agreement.

  The hunger in her eyes is scorching mine that mirror the heat. A knock on the door makes us both groan in frustration.

  “Hey, you guys ready so we can have a little talk?” Dams’ voice flows through the door.

  Fuck. It’s like a repeat of last night. Except…

  “Austin’s in the next room, Fuzzbutt is sleeping in the chair that’s next to Austin’s crib, you’re here with me. Please tell me we have at least ten minutes to enjoy each other because I’m really burning up here.” Spiky sighs in frustration.

  A smile tugs my lips because I’m absolutely thinking the same thing. With her still clinging to my body, I stalk over to the door and place her back against it.

  “Tell me it’s not a life or death thing that needs to be handled this instant and that we’ve got at least ten minutes before we come,” I wink at my ol’lady and she doesn’t even make an effort to smother her giggle, “downstairs to talk things through.”

  “Okay, I’m gonna pass the next fucking time someone asks me to go get you two okay? Damn bunnies screwing behind every closed door I knock on. I’m heading downstairs, come when you’re ready.” We hear his footsteps backing off while he mutters, “Fucking hell, I’m so going to turn my frustrations into sexual ones, my ol’lady is gonna feel that one. Mouth, ass, and pussy no matter who comes knocking.”

  My hand slides up into those black strands. Fisting that silk, I pull her head back. Without any words, we lock our gazes. Everything has been said a moment before. We’re solid. As if drawn by an invisible pull, our mouths connect.

  The hunger for each other is feeding our kiss. She bites down on my lip before opening, allowing my tongue access to roam around against hers freely. Somehow having her pinned against the door, devouring her mouth, isn’t close enough for me.

  I pull back and stride over to the bed where I carefully lay her down. I strip away all her clothes and mine hit the floor after. My knee makes the mattress dip before I have her exactly where I need her; underneath me.

  Balancing on one hand, I hover over her. “So fucking perfect and so fucking mine.”

  “Yours,” she says on a soft whisper while her eyes scream with the love she surrounds me in.

  I want nothing more than to bury myself in her and pump away until we both reach our orgasms simultaneously, except…this needs to be treasured. We have a lifetime ahead of quick and easy, hard or slow. And no matter what way, what moment, or what speed, this is us, the way we are, together.

  The first feather light kiss lands on her lips, the one after hits her jaw, the next her collarbone, then I catch her nipple between my teeth clearly making my way down until her hands grip my head, tilting toward her to lock gazes.

  “I need to taste you too, I want…please,” Spiky croaks.

  Her need mirrors mine, but there’s no way I’m giving up the chance to get my mouth on her pussy, so I give in to both of our needs. Falling down next to her, I drag her over my body. A little shriek leaves her throat.

  I slap her ass and say, “Shush, Spiky. Now turn around so I can dip my tongue in the heavens above.”

  The flush on her cheeks intensifies when her eyes widen. A breath after they return to normal, accompanied by a sly smile, clearly understanding what I’m going for.

  She turns and swings a leg over my head, placing that sweet pussy in my view. I fail to cover it with my mouth when I feel her tiny hand gripping my dick while something hot and wet traces the head. She’s licking away the pre-cum I feel leaking out and hums in pleasure.

  Holy shit. I need a moment t
o gather myself because I am tossed back to my teenage years where I can blow from one look at a dirty picture. That’s what she does to me. My hand slides up her back when she suddenly takes me deep. I’ve got a thick, large cock. No, it’s not the size of my ego, it’s a fact. They fucking joke about it and call it the trunk of an elephant. Yeah, that kinda size. Yet she somehow fills her mouth with my dick and pumps her hand at the girth, impossible made possible. Nothing ever felt like this. My fingers dig into her shoulder blades, keeping her pinned while my hips raise off the bed. Fuck, it’s too much.

  “Sweetheart,” I croak. “Please stop.”

  She stills on top of me, my dick leaves her mouth and she looks over her shoulder, devastating look in her eyes. “I’m doing it wrong, aren’t I?”

  “Fuck no. It’s too good. I don’t have the focus to touch that delicious pussy of yours. You suck away all my bodily functions, one goal left and that’s to blow my load down your throat at the speed of light.” I have to swallow at the intensity of the look she’s giving me now.

  Then a sly smile appears and she turns away. The tightness of her lips wrapped around my dick are back full force. She knows exactly what she’s doing to me, leaving only one option; payback.

  With a growl, I grab her hips and put her in place. Lifting my head, I lick her from clit to ass in one go. Her mouth goes still for one instant before her moan sends vibrating pulses through my dick.

  Spearing her with my tongue, I’m rewarded with the sweet taste that flows into my mouth. She’s close to exploding. I can sense it in her taste, the way she grinds against my face, shivering above me while she moans around my cock.

  I’m holding her clit hostage between my teeth while I suck and shove my nose between the lips of her pussy. Shaking my head gently, I scrape my five o’clock shadow against her skin. She stills her pumping hand around my dick before she starts to suck like a damn hoover that’s been jolted with an energy boost from the universe.