by Jenika Snow
Curse words and laughter filled the room, the lewd and obscene comments were plenty, and the smell of weed and alcohol surrounded her.
“Dude, all I’m saying is that I fucked her hard last night.” That was Bodhi speaking, and he had a grin on his face as he bent over the table and cracked a pool ball with his stick. “She was begging me to go slower, and then squealing for it harder.”
Mason and Jakob had their backs to her, but their laughter and the fact their bodies were all but shaking in their amusement was evident.
“Man, club pussy isn’t going to say no to a patched in member. You keep fucking Poppy and she is going to latch onto you and think she is your old lady.”
Bodhi stood and glared at them, but her position had her partially behind one wall so he couldn’t see her. “Fuck no, I am not taking on an old lady, let alone one that you jokers have stuck your dick in, too.”
Mason took a step forward, grabbed the shot glass resting on the rim on the rim of the pool table, and drank the liquor in one swallow.
“When I get an old lady I don’t want her used up by the whole fucking club, including my old man.” Jakob was the one to speak. The other two guys grunted in agreement.
“That might be hard if you stay in Steel Corner,” Alexis said, but she was only teasing. The three of them turned around and glanced at her, and then they grinned and came forward. They might all be around the same age, but they were like big brothers to her. They all rushed forward and gave her these big bear hugs.
“Well shit, I thought you weren’t coming back home for another couple of days?” Mason asked.
“I wanted to surprise everyone,” she said and smiled. “Glad I didn’t walk in on you guys doing a train on a new club girl.”
Bodhi grunted. “Girl, we only do those on Saturdays,” he said, but was totally kidding, and grinned to make that known.
They talked for a few more minutes, and then, she headed over to the bar for some water. The young woman behind the counter didn’t look much older than Alexis, but the nasty scowl on her face, and the fact it was pointed right at Alexis, told her that she didn’t think her joke had been very funny.
“Hope you didn’t get offended by me busting their balls.” Alexis leaned on the scarred bar counter and smiled, but the girl had a major stick up her ass. She didn’t respond, and instead turned to put a bottle of whiskey on the shelf. Her clothing told Alexis all she needed to know: the woman was club pussy for sure. Alexis didn’t even bother asking for some water at that point, even though it was clear serving whoever came to the bar was the girl’s job. But Alexis was in too good a mood to bitch slap someone this early in the morning. And then she heard this very high-pitched, giddy and slightly obnoxious female laugh coming from the back of the clubhouse.
She turned just her head and looked over her shoulder. This scantily clad woman, maybe her age or a bit younger walked out from the back hallway. Even from the distance Alexis could see how much make-up she had on. It was that facial plaster that made the girl look like a bad and trashy version of a Barbie doll. She also wore this outfit that made her look like a skanky country girl, what with the gingham cropped top that she had knotted at her navel, and the front button that she had undone. Hell, the top alone was low enough that her tits were all but falling out. Alexis scanned her gaze up and down the club girl’s body. The little jewel piercing in her belly button screamed “easy”, but Alexis couldn’t even understand why. No, she knew why. The girl herself screamed slut in the worst way, especially with the Daisy Duke shorts she wore that gave camel toe a whole new meaning.
The girl looked over her shoulder toward the hallway, and her blonde hair, which looked too stiff with all the product in it, barely moved from the rapid action. She giggled louder, and for some reason Alexis stiffened. There was something about the girl that didn’t sit right with her, and although she was clearly a club whore—a term Alexis had never liked using until this exact moment—Alexis felt very threatened by this woman. She didn’t like it. When it came to the women that worked around the clubhouse, and the ones that were passed around by the single members, she sure as hell had never felt intimidated by them. And then she heard the deep rumble of Nico’s voice right behind the club pussy, and she straightened her back even further.
“Ohmigod, Nico. It was so big,” the blonde said on a little breathy giggle. The girl came further into the main room. Bodhi, Mason, and Jakob didn’t pay her any attention, and continued to play pool, but then Nico stepped into the room. He hadn’t seen Alexis yet, and she was about to move toward him when the bitch of a skank all but skipped to him and wrapped her skinny ass arms around his waist.
“Thanks for all your help, Nico,” the blonde said to him, tilted her head back, and smiled this smile that was totally one that screamed “I want to fuck you to properly thank you.”
The anger and jealousy Alexis felt were so prominent that she felt her blood boil from the intensity of it. She had always thought of herself as an easygoing person, and although there were girls in high school that had flirted with Nico when they were together, they sure as hell weren’t bold like this woman was. But Nico pushed her off as soon as she had grabbed onto him like some kind of parasite. The disappointment was clear on her face, and then she turned her head and stared right at Alexis, as if she had felt her staring right at the tramp. She must be brand new at the clubhouse, because Alexis hadn’t seen or heard about her the last time she was down.
“Nico, maybe later I can repay your kindness by treating you to dinner?”
The little bitch was stepping well over the line. Alexis didn’t care if she didn’t know Nico had a girlfriend, because right now that would be rectified. Alexis made her way over to Nico, who had his back partially facing her. The other three guys by the pool table stared at her, all wearing the same smirk on their faces. No doubt they had noticed the tramp’s little interaction with Nico, and then saw the pissed off expression on Alexis’s face. She sure as hell hadn’t masked that. She grabbed Nico’s thick, muscular forearm, turned him around, and rose on her toes so she could plant her mouth right on his. He tensed, as if stunned, but she still had her eyes opened and saw that he widened his right before he groaned and wrapped his arms around her. They kissed long, hard, and she didn’t care that all these people were watching. He had his arms around her waist and lifted her easily off the ground so only her toes touched the floor. She had never forgotten how strong he was, not even during their time apart. It felt like eternity since she had felt him against her, tasted his tongue against hers, and smelled the dark, spicy scent of cologne and leather that always surrounded him. She wrapped her arms more tightly around his leather Grizzly MC cut, felt the embroidered patch on the back, and couldn’t help but groan. The thought of Nico being a patched in member to a very lethal club—their club—turned her on to the point that she wanted him right now.
She pulled back only marginally and murmured against his mouth, “I need you now, Nico.” It had only been a month since they had been together in that way, but God, it felt like it had been an eternity. “Take me to your room.”
He groaned, slid his hands down her back and cupped her ass. “Fuck, baby, you’re here early.” He ran his tongue along her bottom lip.
“You complaining?”
“Fuck no.” He slanted his mouth more firmly on hers and squeezed her ass. “I’ve missed you, and having you here early is even better. I was going crazy waiting for you to come back as it was.”
She pulled back and looked up at him. God, he looked so good. His dark hair was a little longer and brushed over his forehead, and he had a few days’ worth of stubble covering his cheeks and jaw. She lifted her arm and smoothed her fingers along one side of his cheek. “I kind of like you looking like a mountain man. It’s sexy.”
He gave her this cocky half grin, and that just turned her on even more. “You know it. Come on, baby.”
“You have a big head.” She could have slapped herself for saying
that, because she knew how Nico would respond.
“Baby, you know exactly how big my head really.” He looked at her over his shoulder and wagged his eyebrows at her. He faced forward again, and she looked at the girl that had been all up on Nico. But now Alexis had a very nasty glare being turned her way, and the jealousy that was coming from the woman was so tangible that Alexis’s inner animal bristled. Hell, she may not be able to shift, but she sure as hell could handle a skinny-ass human. Her father hadn’t just been the Sergeant at Arms for The Grizzly MC, he had also taught her the fastest and the most lethal way to fight dirty. No one did, and that was exactly how it was going to stay.
Chapter Six
Nico all but pulled her down the hallway with impatience, and she could feel the club pussy bitch staring her down. “Who’s the woman, Nico?” She wasn’t threatened by her, but Alexis was curious as to what in the hell was going on between them. Alexis trusted her man, and if he had been unfaithful—which she would have been able to scent right away—she would have dealt with him in a manner that wasn’t all about taking her clothes off. It would have been about kicking this big grizzly bear’s ass for sure.
“Who, Red?” Nico said and pulled her into the bedroom he used when he crashed at the club. There weren’t many free rooms now, but over the years The Grizzlies had added to the clubhouse, extending it more out and renovating the older parts of the building. He shut the door once they were inside and slammed her back up against it.
“Nico, baby, who the fuck is that Red chick that was all over you?”
He shook his head and started kissing a path down her neck. “She’s a new club whore Mason brought in a few months back. She’s been passed around more times than the beer glasses by Mason, Bodhi, and the rest of these fuckwads.” He ground himself into her. “God, I really fucking missed you, baby.”
Alexis might not be all about calling a woman a whore, but the ones that hung around the clubhouse were just that. They essentially sold themselves for the chance to be an old lady to one of the members, and now that there was new, younger, and single blood that had been patched in, those club pussies had been trickling in, too. But those women that wanted to be at the club and spread their legs for the club members were willing, and all but begged to be there. Alexis never understood the desire to be cheap in that way. Once all of the original Grizzly members, her father included, had settled down and found their women, they didn’t even look at another female. A bear was very loyal and protective in that sense, but that didn’t mean Alexis liked some woman that had been all over the other guys to be rubbing up on hers.
“She was cleaning out one of the guy’s rooms and needed help moving the bed and dresser—”
“And conveniently asked you.”
Nico pulled back and cupped her face with both of his hands. “You trust me?” He said it fiercely, and his pupils dilated as his bear came forth.
“I trust you with my life, but club pussy?” She shook her head and wrinkled her nose. “Not as far as I can kick their skanky asses out the door.”
He grinned and shook his head. “I fucking love you and your jealous, stubborn ass.” He leaned in and kissed her hard, but pulled away just as quickly as he had pressed his lips to hers. “Forget about her. She’s not what I want, not what I’ll ever want, baby.”
“Oh yeah?” Alexis grinned at Nico and pressed her breasts to his hard chest. “What is it that you want?” She was teasing because she liked Nico telling her how much he wanted her. It turned her on and made her hot and delirious for whatever he had planned.
“How about I show you?” He didn’t let her respond, because right after he spoke he had his hand up and under her skirt and placed it right between her thighs. “You’re fucking soaked for me, baby.” He started rubbing his fingers back and forth along her underwear. “You wore the silk panties that I love.” He rubbed her clit harder and faster. “They are the ones that make my cock rock-hard, and make me want to fill you with my cum so you smell like me, Alexis.”
She gasped at his heated words and let her head fall back against the door.
“I want to fill you up so much that it comes out of your tight little pussy and slips down your thighs.”
“God, Nico, you say the filthiest things.” She breathed out the words and closed her eyes.
“You like my dirty mouth because you’re a dirty fucking girl, Alexis. You’re my fucking dirty girl that likes me to do disgusting things to her, don’t you?”
She nodded, not able to answer him verbally.
“Say my name, Alexis.” He lowered his gaze down to her lips, and waited for her to do what he asked it seemed. “I want to hear my name fall from your lips as I rub your pussy until you come for me.”
“Nico, God, Nico.” She breathed out his name slowly, softly. The satisfied sound that left him after she spoke had shivers working throughout her whole body.
“You don’t even know how fucking good it makes me feel to hear you say my name.” He ground his very hard erection into her belly. “If I wasn’t already pretty fucking hard, and able to drill holes in steel with my cock, hearing you say my name would have done the trick, baby.”
She arched her neck, wanting this night to end in only one way: with his big body over hers and that thick, long shaft between his thighs buried deep inside of her.
“You don’t have to tell me you want me, that you want my bear to fuck you, because I can smell how wet your pussy is—can fucking feel it soaking through your little panties.” He emphasized his words by rubbing her clit even harder. “And I know you ache for me, don’t you, Alexis baby?” He went back to lapping at the side of her neck like he was making sure his scent covered her.
But Alexis wanted that, wanted to leave this room with the dark, spicy smell of Nico and his bear washed over her like a protective coat. A low moan left her, because having this big male on top of her, making her feel like she was so small in comparison, had all common sense leaving her. “Nico.” She said his name softly again.
He didn’t stop licking her throat, and in fact started pressing his hips into her and making sure she knew his hard-on wasn’t going anywhere. He made a low hum against her damp flesh, and she turned her head to the side to allow him better access.
“You make me so fucking hot, baby. Your body, your scent, just you drives me fucking wild.” He ground himself against her again and again until she couldn’t think straight. Before she knew what was happening he was moving away from her.
Alexis took in the sight of Nico. He was quick to remove his cut and t-shirt, and she stared at his golden, hairless flesh. He had the same patch design as all of The Grizzly members tattooed into his flesh. Nico’s ink was right over the center of his chest—just like Jagger’s was. The blood red claw marks were behind the black shadowed Harley. The top rocker read “Grizzly”, and the bottom rocker read “Colorado”. She loved looking at his chest, loved the ink he had that defined his muscles even more. A shiver worked through her at the thought that this male, her man, was the only person she could ever fully give herself to.
His abdomen was flat and ribbed with hard, pronounced muscle, and when he moved back toward her in nothing but his tanned, inked up, nude flesh, a fresh gush of liquid heat left her. He all but tore her clothing away until she was just as naked as he was, and then pulled her close. His skin was hot on hers, scorching her to the very core, and she wanted him inside of her with a desperation that took her breath away. Nico wasn’t messing around right now because in a matter of seconds he had her in his arms and was striding to the bed. When her back hit the mattress he was moving above her. His cock was so hard, so thick and long that her inner muscle clenched on their own. A clear drop of pre-cum could be seen at the tip, and her mouth watered. She was a fiend when it came to sucking his dick, but it wasn’t just the flavor of him, but the erotic sounds that came from him when her big, strong bear biker was getting off.
He straddled her, one of his thick thighs on either side
of her, and stared down with this expression that was part fierce creature, and part starving man. His thighs were big and muscular, and so very powerful. She wanted him stretching her to the point that she felt so full she was choking on the sensations.
“You see what you do to me, Alexis baby?” he asked. His voice was deep and husky, and the scent of his bear became more pronounced with each passing second. He was still very much an animal, and she could sense her own inner bear rub up against her skin.
“Yes. God yes, Nico.” She felt her chest rise and fall fast and hard, and all she could smell was her desire, and his need to take her right now. Nico let out this low, deep sound that she swore vibrated the walls right before she saw his claws emerge from the tips of his fingers. He slammed his hands down on the bed beside her head, and she heard the sound of him tearing through the sheets. Her mouth went dry, but her pussy became wetter. Nico leaned back enough to look at her between the thighs, and when her legs clearly weren’t opened wide enough he pressed a knee between them and kicked them open. He then stared at her pussy like a male starving and she was the only person that could sate him.
