by M. Merin
“I’m sorry!” Betsy starts, knowing I’m still riled up from the fight. “I just wanted to congratulate Charlie.”
We step away from the women to catch up with Russian.
“Still living here.” He grunts. “Wanted to talk to Bree about renting that apartment of hers when you three move out. Betsy’s still gonna work here, so it’ll be close for her, but we can have some privacy too.”
“Yeah?” I ask, a little surprised by that; but Betsy has kept this place running for a couple years now and I’m sure Russian doesn’t like being a few doors down from Vice right now. “We should be out in a couple weeks.”
“Fuck. I even missed a fight?” Gunner growls from behind us. “I had a delivery a few hours from here. Sorry I wasn’t back in time.” He claps the two of us on our backs. “Riley has a test tomorrow, but I don’t think she goes more than a few hours without texting Charlie anyways.”
“Wasn’t much of one,” Connal contributes. “Not taking any shit over her physical attributes, is all.”
“Uh huh. Gotta cut that shit out so no one will do it.” Gunner says, trying really hard not to smirk; right up until he and Russian make eye contact. Russian’s been quick to handle anyone who forgets Betsy’s new status.
“So we’ll be neighbors later this year.” Gunner changes the topic, looking back at us. “Gonna build a house on the land next to my workshop. Vice and you’ll be working on that project before long.”
“Perfect timing.” I laugh, looking at Russian than to Betsy then to Emma’s heavily extended stomach.
“There’ll be an empty two bedroom on the market next year, y’know; in case you need a second bedroom for any reason, Russian?” Connal picks up on what I was thinking.
“Da fuck do I know about kids?” Russian asks, getting Betsy’s attention.
Looking over and seeing her sitting between Emma and Charlie, I see her with new eyes. Over the years she had become almost invisible to me. Now, her makeup is more subtle and her skirt a little longer, but more than anything I can see how happy she is. She eventually excuses herself and slides back over to Russian; leaning up to whisper in his ear. They hurry away, Betsy throwing a wave over her shoulder.
“Thank God, Riley wants to finish her degree before starting a family.” Gunner contributes, before catching the look Connal and I exchange. “Going right for it, huh?” He quickly guesses.
“Guys?” Charlie tentatively slides up to us. “I’m sorry, but with work tomorrow…”
“Shit, Connal,” Gunner chuckles. “Tell me you took your Ol’ Lady off probation at the Garage already?”
“As a matter of fact, Gunner, he hasn’t!” Charlie sasses back.
“Cool it; next she’ll want a raise!” Connal hugs her to him as we say our goodbyes.
Feeling her snuggled up to my back on the ride home, I’m torn about telling her about the money.
Screw it. When we get back upstairs, I grab a few beers and motion Connal and Charlie over to the couch.
“Baby, there’s something I want to talk to you about.” I pause, taking a pull from my beer. “Connal knows this, Jasper and Flint, maybe Wrench; but I don’t want it talked about.”
“Are you alright?” She asks, leaning into me, looking instantly concerned.
“Yeah, it’s just that I’ve got money,” I say, trying to assure her I’m healthy. Connal laughs and she looks at me like she just noticed I have two heads.
Chapter 19
Jake
“Money?” She looks confused.
“Serious money.” Connal contributes. “His great-grandfather invented something and the family has been printing cash ever since.”
“I don’t have any,” Charlie says in a small voice, gripping my hand.
“Connal and I talked about that. We want to make sure you’ll be protected Charlie,” I say, setting my beer aside, I pull her onto my lap. “You know our plan is to be all together, to have kids?”
She nods, looking worried and a little sad. Connal’s leg is bouncing and I know he can’t contain himself.
“So we want you to marry Jake!” He explodes and instantly realizes he screwed that up a bit.
“Marry Jake?” Charlie says, pulling away from me. “No. The three of us. I’m your Ol’ Lady, not a wife. That excludes Connal.” She says angrily and I smile at her.
“Listen, Baby.” I start. “Charlie, we love each other. We both love you and Connal is a brother to me. If you, when you have our children; if anything were to happen to me, or to us, I need to know that you’re secure. That money will never be an issue. This is how we do that.
“Jasper has a license, he can marry us quietly. I had a lawyer draw up some papers these past couple days. Connal is listed in there; any child you have with him during my lifetime will also be considered my heir. But if we aren’t married, my family may very well come after the money.”
“I can’t really process this now, Jake. I’m sorry. Can I just go to bed and we’ll talk tomorrow night?” Charlie looks blindsided.
“Tell us you love us, Baby Girl,” Connal insists, leaning over for a kiss.
“I do. I love you both.” She kisses him, then me before hightailing it to the bedroom.
“Well, I fucked that up,” Connal admits, grabbing a couple more beers.
Charlie
Every time I think we’re close to even footing, one of those two make an announcement that throws me off. ‘Serious money.’ I can’t even comprehend that.
My mom never said much about my father that I remember; just that I looked like him. She and I lived in a one bedroom apartment and saw her dad on weekends and holidays until she died and I was with him until his death.
Taking this job, meeting my loves, I just feel like I’m falling ever faster down a rabbit hole. And I always despised Alice in Wonderland.
I finally lie still and I can hear the quiet rumble of Connal and Jake’s voices in the other room. I know they’re trying to give me my space, but I miss the feel of them next to me in bed.
*
“Baby Girl?” Connal whispers. “Time to get moving.”
I groan and snuggle back against him. His warm chuckle tells me he’s as disappointed to leave bed as I am. Shooting my head up, I realize Jake’s not with us.
“He left earlier.” Connal murmurs.
“What time did you come to bed?” I ask.
“Late.” He sighs. “Too much beer and we’re worried we’re pushing you too much.”
“Connal, if I’m his wife…I, I mean the three of us? What happens?”
“You’ll be my wife also. In my mind and heart, Baby Girl,” He kisses my forehead. “Not legally, but that’s how I’ll live, that’s how I’ll treat you and any children you have. I know it’s not conventional, but we want you protected, and this is the only way we can see that happening.”
“I don’t ever want to put a wedge between either of you. I can’t imagine one of you without the other.” I look him in the eye, trying to ignore the growing heat in my body. “I will walk away before that, Connal. Shush. Don’t say anything else; just know that I won’t be a thorn between you.”
“Come on,” He grunts, lightly slapping my ass. “Work.”
Rolling out of bed, I put on one of my tighter sports bras, then a tank top with a loose fitting shirt. Riding into work and looking at the docket for the day, I know I can’t do lots of late nights drinking then dealing with smells around the Garage. Royce rolls in some time later and pats me on the back. Seemingly making his peace with me being in the Garage and my new status in the MC.
Things go well until he shoots out from under a car on his creeper. I was walking by but looking at a text from Riley, so didn’t notice him and land, my knees into his chest.
“FUCK!” He screams when he can once again suck in oxygen.
“Charles?!” Connal yells.
“Sorry. I didn’t see him.” I say while trying to get my phone from where it landed and off of Royce without any fur
ther damage.
“Office,” Connal says.
Following him back, I just apologize when I walk in.
“Sit.” He looks at me with his boss face. “Charles, don’t get upset with me; but really?”
“I don’t mean to!”
“OK, but no one gets hit by lightning this much.” Connal is using the sweetest tone with me even though I know he’s frustrated. I don’t mean for these accidents to keep happening. “I need you to be really careful.”
“I’ll try really hard. Promise.”
“Not mad at me?” He asks, raising his eyebrow.
“Of course not, I understand.” I smile at him. “When I’m here, I’m your employee; I want constructive criticism from you. And I want to take on more; little by little, I’m not asking for a huge project but to learn more.”
“Absolutely, and you’ve earned that. You catch a lot of things when you’re doing general maintenance and you are solid with customers. You were right last night; we’ll consider your probation period over and I’ll up your hourly a bit. I just need you to work on not maiming Royce.”
“Thank you!” I’m really stoked about this. “Um, what time do you need me here till tonight?”
“Unless we get a rush, we’ll say five, alright?” Connal raises an eyebrow as he asks.
“Sure, Jake wanted to pick me up and I’d like to talk to him a bit; then the three of us?” He gives me a nod then he finally looks down at my chest; I wink at him before leaving the office.
Jumping on Amazon, I buy a small whiteboard. I figure starting a “Days without an Accident” board might make Royce despise me less. Or at least give him an outlet to make fun of me.
When Jake rides up later, I mount behind him without a word and he takes us straight to the overlook.
“SO…”
“Wait,” I cut in. “Marriage kind of threw me for a loop. Connal and I talked a little this morning.”
“You wait, Baby. I missed not getting snuggles from you, Charlie. Let me have those first?”
“Big, bad, tattooed Biker needs snuggles?” I grin up at him, as he holds me tight.
“Well, fuck, Baby. Don’t go writing me a social media profile or anything...” He says, before nipping my earlobe.
He sighs, pulling me close to his body. “I left work early; I wanted to get something that shows you how I see us.” With my back to his chest, sitting on the half wall like we have several times before; I look up at him.
Jake pulls a box from his pocket and holding it in front of me, opens it. There are three silver rings; two large ones with the third, feminine ring in between them. Each with the infinity symbol on them.
“These are for us. You and I will be on paper, but the three of us? We’ll be committed.” My eyes well up in tears and he reaches into the box, placing the smallest ring on my left ring finger. It’s a little big but I love it and curl my fingers into a fist.
“Will you marry me, Charlie?” He asks. “Will you spend your life with Connal and me? Be the mother of our children? Love us no matter what anyone thinks?”
I can’t speak, I can’t stop crying; I start to wish that…
“Will you, Baby Girl?” Connal’s voice comes from behind Jake.
Connal
“Yes!” Charlie sobs. “All of it. Always.”
I reach out and wipe the tears from her cheek. “Take our woman home, Jake.”
This weekend is Bree and Flint’s wedding; I figure we can announce our news afterward, I just hope Charlie’s not planning on a long engagement or a big wedding. I have something in mind; we’ll see what she thinks after she sees our other surprise.
After Jake rides past Rusty’s, I can see her tugging on his cut; unsure of where we’re headed at first, she keeps looking around. I breeze past them to make sure the house looks good. Some of the furniture is in, at least in the parts that had wood flooring hidden under the awful Eighties carpeting. Most of all, our bed is here and set up; Jake and I are ready to surprise her with that.
“No peeking!” I hear as he guides her through the home. “We got something to show you.”
“I believe I’ve already seen them, Jake! Boss and Beast?” Our little smart ass sasses back. I step forward and grab her, turning to toss her on the bed. Grinning as her scream turns to laughter. She tugs off the bandana Jake tied around her face and takes in the bed, the size of the bed.
“It’s huge!”
“Hush Charlie, you’ll make Connal jealous,” Jake says, dodging my attempt to smack him and crawling across the space to her. “Look, there’s a light, cup holder, and nook built into the center of the headboard for you. We know you like to have water near the bed at night, now you don’t have to squirm all around us.”
“Connal! Join us. Jake, this is so great!” She eagerly checks the details.
“Like it, Baby Girl?” I ask, tugging her boots off before working on mine.
As I reach over to work her jeans off of her next, she starts kissing me while Jake starts to unbutton his shirt, as soon as that’s off he tugs her shirt over her head. He and I unzip our jeans and groan as she shifts between us. I cup her pussy; pleased to find it wet already, I dip my thumb into her core while massaging her clit with my fingers, working it faster and faster.
Knowing what I need tonight, it’s almost like she’s on the same page; without any direction, she rolls onto her stomach, hitching her knees up under her, she spreads herself open for me. After first sliding a couple fingers into her wet tunnel, I start to rub her juices from her center to her clit and back to her asshole.
With a glance back to me she starts licking Jake’s already hard cock, jutting her ass back in rhythm with my fingers; making me groan as her rosebud is spread open and on full display for me.
“Connal, please!” I can barely make out her moan, her mouth stuffed with Jake’s cock. Lining my seeping dick up with her slit, I spread her open before wiping some of her juices over my length for lube.
Just as she’s turning to growl at me a second time, I ram it into her soaked pussy in one thrust; she throws her head back in a scream, coming on my first thrust. Her wet puss squeezing my cock for all it’s worth. I manage to keep leisurely working it into her, wanting to hold my orgasm off as long as possible.
“Yes!” She cries. “So good.” She swivels her hips around before turning back to eagerly work her mouth up and down the thick dick in front of her.
“Easy there, Baby,” Jake moans when she gags after taking him too deeply.
“I want more of it,” She pouts. I’m so fucking turned on watching her work to deep throat Jake that I just start pounding into her; her pussy contracts around me each time I move to withdraw, like its begging for me to stay.
“Cuming, can’t wait, so fucking tight,” I yell while gripping her hips and pulling her body back, flush with mine. She has no choice but to release Jake’s dick but he follows her forward to suck on her beaded nipples. As I start to cum, I reach around, grabbing her throat and holding her tight to me until I’ve completely emptied myself into her womb.
I’ve barely finished before Jake pulls her onto her back and enters her in a single thrust. Reaching down he massages her clit while slowly pumping into her. She seems dazed at the switch but soon starts chanting ‘More’ and ‘Harder’. I’m exhausted and can’t do anything but kneel beside them, watching.
“Can you take more, Baby?” He teases her. She wraps her arms around him, grabbing his ass cheeks for leverage; she starts meeting his thrusts.
They come together moments later.
I wait until they collapse before going to look for a towel; getting back just as she starts to notice the sticky mess Jake and I left with her. Spreading her milky white thighs apart, I gently rub the towel against her slit in time to catch a creampie as it slips out. Thinking of our seed mingled in her body sets me off, my cock perks his head up; poking against her leg.
“I can’t, Connal.” She moans, reaching up to caress my face. “Not dow
n there.”
“Quiet,” I whisper and give her a wink. “Don’t worry about me; I’ll just hump your leg for a couple minutes.”
“Asshole.” Jake and Charlie laugh out at the same time. Scooping Charlie into his arms, Jake carries her towards the old bathroom on the other side of the house.
“Come on; let’s bathe our woman before we head to the apartment.”
“Wait!” She calls, looking at me over his shoulder. “Aren’t we staying here?”
“Not yet,” I say, following them. “They’ve got to get the master bathroom and kitchen done. We’ll worry about the rest later.”
Any further complaints are forgotten as we take turns fingering her to orgasms in the small tub; all under the guise of soaping her up and rinsing her off. Her Bounty takes an especially long time to clean.
At least to our standards.
Chapter 20
Jake
Charlie’s pussy is too swollen to consider entering her again anytime soon. By the end of her bath, our attentions caused her clit to become even more engorged. Our woman is dead on her feet by the time we get her tucked into our bed back at the apartment; Connal falls asleep almost as quickly, leaving me to watch her sleep.
*
Getting up earlier for work than Connal and Charlie sucks ass. I want so badly to lick and kiss her, but know that she needs her sleep; instead, I focus on her left hand as it rests on my arm.
Loving the look of her engagement/wedding band on her small hand. More than anything, I love the fact that I’m marrying a woman who burst into tears over a simple silver ring. A woman, intelligent and loving enough not to buy into the diamond myth.
Watching her sleep between us, my eyes shift over to Connal. He’s watching me. Smirking at me, actually.
“She said if she ever thought she was coming between you and me, she’d leave. Sound familiar?” He whispers.
“Want to make this official soon, Connal. Flint’s wedding this weekend, maybe the week after for us?”
“I was thinking; Jas could marry you two, during a Monday night dinner? Nearest and dearest, unless you want something bigger?” He suggests.
