Ridin' Dirty: An Outlaw Author Anthology (OAMC Book 1)

by Blue Remy

  “Have you ever done anything like that with someone you were close to? Or is that kind of thing only for the sluts?”

  Ah, and now we were getting to the core of her question. “I’ve never shared someone I cared about.”

  “And the fact I’ve been in a bed with three men and two women, all of whom were focused on me — does this make you think less of me?”

  My cock throbbed in my jeans and I knew she’d smell my arousal, but I aimed for a mischievous grin instead of the predatory one trying to come out as I said, “No, it makes me want details.”

  She rolled her eyes. “Have I mentioned I’m bisexual? I thought my next relationship after Jinn would be a woman, but then I realized I needed to just exist on my own, with no one in my life. I had to find me again.”

  “How much time do you spend in deer form?” Judging from the way her little piece of forest smelled, she spent a lot of time in her other form.

  “When I first had the fence built and felt safe, sometimes I’d stay deer for days at a time. I was human long enough to meet my deadlines in the shop, but life was easier as a deer. Eventually, I got back to shooting again. I picked a few other things I wanted to learn, also, and went about doing so. I’ve created a new me, but it wasn’t easy.” She shook her head. “I know you can probably smell my other form enough, you have an idea of how much time I spend as a deer. The fence I put up was expensive, and I had it made in different styles on different roads specifically so people won’t put it together that all of this land belongs to one person. If you look up different addresses, you see different corporations.”

  I stopped walking, and since we were holding hands, she had to stop, too. I touched her chin, held her gaze with mine. “So much trouble and expense to stay safe, and you invited a wolf into your sanctum.”

  She nodded, and when I saw she wasn’t going to respond verbally, I told her, “If we’re ever in a situation where I need to change, I’d like to know you’ll be okay around my wolf.”

  “I don’t think I’ll be okay.” I smelled her fear but didn’t see it in her eyes or in her expression. Deer are known for being scared of the wind blowing, and Tippy was facing off with a wolf without backing down. So fucking brave.

  “Well then, let’s make it a goal. I’d like to change somewhere on your property. You can climb a tree, or we can do it close to your house — with you locked inside while I’m outside. I want you to be able to smell me while you’re in deer form once I’m gone, so you’ll get used to being around my scent and know you’re safe.”

  She looked like she was going to argue, but then changed her mind. “I have a garden I don’t go into as a deer, only as a human. If you change in the garden, the deer will smell it without having to be right on top of it.”

  Chapter Eleven

  Tippy

  This was probably a super-bad idea, and yet I wanted to see his wolf. The deer was beyond terrified but the human was curious.

  I’d spent some time sitting on a bench and watching some wolves in a zoo, once. I’ve also spent more than a few afternoons watching the coyotes at our tiny little Chattanooga Zoo. They tried to attack me through the Plexiglas, and I left for a little while because they terrified me, but then I went back and stood and watched them.

  And realized even predators have a soul. Feelings. Heart.

  So I stood in my living room and looked out, and watched a very naked Nix shift into a beautiful, large, terrifying wolf. The speed and grace of his change emphasized how strong he is. I’d known already, but seeing it made my deer all the more nervous.

  We stared at each other through the glass for several long moments, and I leaned forward and opened the window. I wanted to smell him, and I forced the deer down so she couldn’t make us run to the saferoom and lock us in.

  I wasn’t expecting her to chill out when his scent hit us, though. She’d started equating Nix with safety, and even in wolf form she knew he represented protection and not danger.

  I walked to the door, opened it, stepped through, and closed it behind me.

  The wolf was beautiful, but I knew the thoughtless savagery the animal was capable of, when hungry. This wasn’t just any animal, though. This was Nix. “If you can understand me, will you lay down? I want to pet you but I need to come to you, please.”

  Nix’s wolf was mostly gray and charcoal, and he had the most beautiful russet eyes I’d ever seen. Not really golden and not exactly rust, and so much intelligence shining through. He sat and looked at me before he went all the way to the ground for a few seconds, and then he sat on his haunches again.

  I made it to within ten feet of him before my deer’s panic rose high enough I couldn’t keep pushing it down. I barely managed to keep from turning and running, but I backed up about fifteen feet and sat on a bench. “I think maybe we’re done for the day. Can you change back, please?”

  He morphed into human and put his jeans back on, but not his shirt.

  “You’ll want to eat,” I told him. “Let’s pull some leftovers out.”

  He didn’t argue, and neither of us spoke as I pulled the ham out of the fridge and made him a plate. When he was finally eating, I asked, “How many of the local supernatural heavyweights found ways to meet you in your first weeks here?’

  He chuckled. “They didn’t find ways, they were pretty upfront about setting a meeting through Duke.” His brow narrowed a few seconds before he asked, “Who talked to you?”

  “The Abbott’s third in command, as well as the local Wolf Alpha, and the Amakhosi.”

  “Did they threaten you?”

  I shook my head. “No, Kendra—The Abbott’s third—said they like to meet all powerful supernaturals who move into the territory, and while I may not be a supernatural powerhouse, my shooting skills were impressive and The Abbott had assigned her to check me out. As for the local Alpha, I got the idea Randall wanted to make sure I’d come to him if I had problems with any of his Wolves, so I didn’t shoot them unnecessarily. He said there’d been problems with some of the younger wolf shifters scaring deer shifters just for kicks, and if I run into problems I should let him know so he can handle it.”

  “And the Amakhosi?”

  “I have no idea. I suppose it’s possible it was truly an accidental meeting, because he didn’t make any offers — just apologized for scaring me and assured me I was safe around him.”

  “Where did you run into him?”

  I didn’t want to tell him I’d seen a therapist to help me find myself again, and I’d seen him in the elevator of her building. I doubted the Amakhosi was seeing a therapist, and it was a medical building — the Lion King can change and heal so there was really no reason for him to be there. “Downtown in a random elevator.”

  Nix tilted his head. “A partial truth. What aren’t you telling me?”

  I shrugged and changed the conversation. “Who arranged a meeting with you?”

  “It’s a given I had to meet with Randall, because the local Alpha has to give permission for any lone Wolf to live in his territory, but I hadn’t expected to be called to speak with The Abbott’s second, Gavin. I haven’t met the Amakhosi yet, so you’re one-up on me there.”

  Now he was leaving something out. “There’s someone else?”

  “I’ve met The Dragon King—Aaron Drake and his wife Sophia—at a few RTMC parties, but I’m pretty sure it was just a social thing and not him feeling me out.”

  “His wife Sophia is the Swan Queen. She’s in in my judo class but I haven’t met her husband.”

  “I don’t know the background, but she’s pretty close to Duke and Brain. If she was at a party, do you think you’d be okay? It’ll be a lot of wolves, but if she’s there then you’ll know someone besides me.”

  “I’ve probably met more of you than you think. I’m mostly okay around Horse and Ghost.” I shuddered. “I’m not sure my deer will ever be okay around Gonzo. I’ve only met him once, but he seriously bothered me even though he didn’t even talk to me.�
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  Chapter Twelve

  Nix

  Two months later.

  Today was a huge test, and it felt like my future with Tippy was at stake. The RTMC is my family, and any woman who’s part of my life will have to be okay around them. We were going on a ride to Tellico Plains and we’d return home tomorrow. This would be in mostly neutral territory — we’d rented an entire wing of a hotel, and one of the local sports bars was expecting us to party late into the night. Horse was taking his bunny rabbit, and Brain would have his human — both of whom Tippy had met and liked.

  Duke’s wife had work commitments, and Pixie would be riding with him. I didn’t know the entire story behind why she lives in this realm, I only knew Duke had rescued her from a bad situation and now the entire RTMC looks out for her. Pixies are sexual creatures, but apparently she stays celibate because of whatever happened to her.

  I’ve smelled her terror when a vampire is around, so I have to assume she was abused by one at some point. Horse told me he’d also seen her freak once when an Eagle was close, so maybe the vampires were only part of the problem.

  Tippy and I had been dating a few months and she was used to my bike. My little Deer has tamped down her freeze-or-flee response enough to live amongst humans, but she still has to plan out how things will go when she’s in a crowd. It took a little while, but she’s fine on my bike now, and she’s even managed to stay around me a short time in deer form when I’m a wolf. We haven’t run together yet, but the goal is for her to be able to run with me on my property.

  Tonight’s objective was just to keep her from freaking out around the RTMC members, though. The MC stopped at a barbecue place when we arrived in town, and Tippy sat between me and Pixie. As far as I knew they hadn’t met before, but they seemed to hit it off right away. The two women talked and cut up during dinner, and I relaxed with the knowledge my little Deer had made another friend.

  Pixie left with Duke as I was paying, and Tippy headed to the bathroom. I smelled her fear from twenty feet away, and as I turned I saw Angelica push Bash back as she said, “You’re scaring her. Stop.”

  Angelica took a step towards Tippy, realized she was scaring her, too, and squatted so her butt was on her heels. “You’re okay. Bash is an ass without trying, but he won’t hurt you and neither will I.”

  I stayed put and watched it play out. Tippy took a breath, shook her fear off, and said, “Sorry, I’ll try to do better. You can stand up, there was just too much at once. I’m okay.”

  Angelica stood in slow motion, careful not to spook her. “We’ll have to get you used to Bash. He glowers at everyone but me, and sometimes I get it, too. He doesn’t mean anything by it; he’s just an asshole by nature.” The two of them walked into the bathroom together, and Tippy seemed to be mostly okay. I listened to their conversation as I dealt with the check, and was waiting outside the women’s restroom when they came out.

  “Thanks, Angelica,” I said before looking at Tippy and asking, “Want me to beat Bash up for you?”

  “No,” she said with a laugh. “I’m okay.”

  Which was good, because I wasn’t at all sure I could beat Bash with fists alone, but no way was I going to tell Tippy. She needed to know I’d protect her from anyone who might want to cause her harm.

  “Honest,” Angelica told her, “don’t let him scare you. If he glowers at you, stick your tongue out at him or something. He isn’t going to hurt you.”

  Bash rolled his eyes as we stepped to him, but he smiled at Tippy and said, “I’m the Sergeant at Arms, which means if you do something to hurt the club, it’s my job to hurt you. Otherwise, my Princess is right and I’ll do everything I can to keep you safe while you’re in my presence. You’re special to Nix and he’s my brother. Makes you special to all of us.”

  “We’re going to hike to the waterfall, what do y’all have planned?” I asked.

  ***

  Pixie was standing under the waterfall when we arrived, her arms were stretched out and up, and she was glowing. I watched, fascinated, as she danced under the water. Even in my wolf form I don’t think I’d have been able to dance on the slippery, uneven rocks under so much water cascading down, and yet she was the picture of grace and joy.

  Tippy leaned in towards me and I looked down, assuming she wanted my attention. The look on her face told me something was up, and I walked with her a little ways from the rest of the group and sat on a log. She made herself comfortable on my lap, sitting sideways and resting her face against my shoulder.

  “I like Pixie. I mean, I like her. We’ve talked about the fact I can’t promise monogamy long term, and that I’ll talk to you before I’m with someone else, and I guess this is me telling you I intend to try to seduce her.”

  I kept my arms around her and cuddled her to me as I considered my response. If she’d wanted to have sex with a man, I’m not sure I could’ve handled it. I mean, there’d be no reason to be pissed at her, because she told me from the beginning she isn’t built for exclusivity, but it still may have been the end of us because I need to know my girl is mine, when it’s someone I love.

  But I’m a red-blooded American male, and the thoughts of my girl with Pixie make my dick hard, so I asked, “Any chance I can watch, or do you want this to just be the two of you? I don’t especially want to be left alone while we’re on the trip.”

  She pulled back and looked at me, her eyes studying mine as if she were looking for clues. “You aren’t pissed?”

  I moved her leg across my rock-hard cock, and she grinned. “You’d really want to watch? Even if you aren’t involved and it’s just the two of us?”

  “Yeah. I’m not interested in doing her, but I’d love to watch the two of you.”

  “I don’t even know if she’ll be interested in me, and if she is, it may take us spending time together before we’re ready for more. What do you want from me, if it doesn’t work out so we can include you?”

  “Total honesty.” She was quiet while I worked through what else I wanted to say, and I finally added, “I didn’t think I’d be okay with you having sex with other people, but I think I might be okay if I’m the only man in your life. Do you think you can give me that?”

  “I’m not sure. I mean, I don’t want to lose you, and I know we’re going to have to find a middle ground…” She sighed. “I think I might be able to give it to you, but I won’t make the promise until I’m sure.”

  And that was one of the many reasons I’d fallen in love with her — she wouldn’t make a promise unless she was sure she could keep it.

  She slid from my lap to her knees, and I sighed with pleasure as she unfastened my jeans and wrapped her lips around my cock. I let her blow me a good five minutes before I flipped her around and took her from behind. We were far enough into the woods and away from the trail no one saw, and with the sounds of the waterfall the humans wouldn’t hear, though I knew the wolves could.

  Tippy went running off to Pixie when we returned to the falls, and I walked over to talk to Duke and Dawg.

  “What can y’all tell me about Pixie?”

  Duke eyed me a few seconds. “All you need to know is I rescued her from a bad situation and the RTMC keeps her safe.”

  “I might need to know more.” I nodded towards the two women now dancing together on the rocks.

  Duke sighed. “Pixie hasn’t had sex since I rescued her over a decade ago. If anyone’s going to coax her into it again, your little Deer probably has the best chance — but she’ll need to go slow and know what she’s getting into.”

  “Which is why I asked what you could tell me.”

  “Sorry. Not my place to talk about it. Pixie’ll have to tell you or Tippy any details she wants you to know.”

  Chapter Thirteen

  Tippy

  I thought things were going great with the little Pixie. I’m small, but she’s tiny next to me, and I was being super careful with her as we danced and hugged.

  It was cold out, but the s
un was shining and I wasn’t totally miserable being wet. Standing under the falls was brutal, though — calling it a cold mountain stream would be an understatement. Pixie didn’t appear to be bothered by the cold, but she sat with me on a rock so we got just a little spray while the sun warmed us, and didn’t argue when I moved behind her, so she was between my legs.

  I wrapped my arms around her and she leaned into me as if I were safe, when all I wanted to do was get her out of her clothes and play with her delicious little body. She may only be four and a half feet tall, but she has the curves of a woman.

  However, when I kissed her neck, she froze a few seconds and then bolted, and the next thing I knew, I was alone on the rocks and she was hiding behind Duke as if I’d threatened to eat her alive.

  Duke turned his back to me and drew her into his arms, and Nix walked upstream until he was as close to me as he could get and remain dry.

  “You going to make me get wet to talk to you?”

  I shook my head, stood, and walked to him.

  “Not your fault, Tip,” he said, his lips to my ear as he wrapped his arms around me. “She’s been abused, and — according to Duke — hasn’t had sex since he rescued her years ago. He says if anyone’s going to bring her back to life sexually, you probably have the best chance, but he warned it might take a while to get her there.”

  My heart hurt for her, and I sighed. “I like her. If she just sleeps with us tonight and no one has sex, would that be okay?”

  He kissed my forehead and pulled me into his warm embrace. “If this helps us find a way to let you sow your wild oats in a way I’m okay with? Yeah, I’m good. We should probably stop somewhere and get me some shorts to sleep in though, if she’s going to sleep with us.”

  “You’re so good to me.”

  “I love you, Tip.”

  I froze as I took his words in. He’d never told me he loved me before and I wasn’t sure how to respond. I needed to say something, though, so I carefully told him, “I’m not even sure what love is, anymore. I care for you and it might be love, but I thought I was in love before and looking back on it… I’m not sure it was.”