by Marian Tee
It was so unbelievably large. It was more than a foot long, for heaven’s sake! And it was hers, MJ thought with wonder. She felt giddy and possessive at the thought. Oh dear Lord, his cock was hers. For as long as they were together, his cock would be hers alone.
Without thinking, she bent down, opened her mouth, and took him in.
Helios’ groan was raw with pleasure as MJ’s mouth closed over the head of his cock. His fingers slid into her hair as MJ slowly worked her magic on him, sucking the head ever so gently.
His fingers sank deeper into her hair and he applied the tiniest amount of pressure to guide and teach her what he liked. She responded eagerly, following his command, and soon her mouth was expertly sucking on his cock, taking nearly its entire length.
His head fell back, his eyes closing at the sheer magic of her mouth. “Don’t fucking stop.”
The words made her breasts ache with want, Helios’ own pleasure feeding her own. She tried to relax her throat, wanting to take him all the way in.
Helios looked down, his arousal reaching a feverish point as he watched MJ’s head bob up and down his length. “I’m going to come any time now,” he said hoarsely. He meant it as a warning for her to pull away so he could deal with himself, but instead she only sucked him harder.
Damn.
He tried to pull away, but she shook her head without letting his cock go.
“MJ, it’s going to be messy…”
Her teeth scraped at the sensitive head of his cock ever so gently.
Ah, fuck.
Pleasure surged up from his balls, shooting into his cock, and Helios’ control snapped. Legs tense and taut, he gripped her tightly and began fucking her mouth hard. In seconds, he was coming, more than he had come with any blow job, and he looked at MJ in disbelief as she tried to swallow his cum as much as she could.
It was the fucking sexiest thing he had ever seen.
“You’re unbelievable,” he gasped when he slowly pulled out, his cock making a popping sound as it left her mouth. He pulled her up, and the sight of her slowly licking his come from the corner of her mouth had his cock twitching.
I…love…
The words burst out from nowhere, the emotions behind them terrifying in its power, and he shoved them away immediately. He would not let himself think that.
“Helios?”
MJ’s whisper brought him back to the present, and he saw her looking at him hesitantly. She licked her lips, and seeing it made him kiss her hard. Every fucking thing she did was so damn sexy!
When he lifted his head, she had a hard time remembering what she had been about to say. And when he smiled at her, the rare exquisite sight of it had her sighing. Oh dear God, he was so beautiful. Was he really hers?
“You wanna go to bed and continue it there?” Helios asked.
The question had her blinking, and she remembered what she had been about to ask. She shook her head quickly.
Another enchantingly shy smile appeared on MJ’s face. “I have a better idea,” she told him. She held his hand and tugged. Following her further into his luxurious bathroom, Helios saw with surprise that she had filled the tub with foamy water.
She looked at him over her shoulder, her cheeks a becoming shade of pink as she asked, “Can I give you a bath?”
Helios said roughly, “Try to stop me.”
His unexpected words had her giggling, but she was still nervous as she made Helios sit in the tub. She sat behind him on the edge of the marbled seat and made Helios lean back between her legs. Grabbing the handheld showerhead, she wetted his hair and body before she slowly worked on shampooing his hair, taking the time to massage his scalp.
Helios sighed in pleasure. “That feels good.”
She began soaping him next, scrubbing his back and, after taking a deep breath, she slowly reached for his cock from behind. Her eyes widened and she exclaimed, “It’s already up.”
“It always is when you’re around.”
The words alone had her wet, and when she started stroking his cock with her soapy hand, she realized that doing so made her even wetter.
Her caresses were a mix of sweet and painfully arousing. He gritted his teeth, trying to bear the exquisite agony of her touch. He made it as far as having her rinse him clean before his control snapped once more.
In one quick twist, he had pulled her into the tub and she tumbled into his lap. He flipped her on her back so she was leaning against him. She gasped as he lifted her up and gasped again, her eyes flying wide open as his cock slid into her when he brought her back down.
“Helios,” she moaned. He was lifting her up and down his cock in slow steady strokes. She wriggled her hips, wanting it to go faster, but he only laughed and easily controlled her movements by holding her hands down.
“Easy,” he purred into her ear.
Her whole body shuddered at his whisper. “Helios, please?”
He asked teasingly, “Please, what?”
It was so rare to hear such a light playful tone from Helios that she shuddered again, the knowledge that she was able to bring out such a side of him making her want him even more. “Please,” she begged. “Please…”
“Please what?” he insisted, driving her to the brink of insanity with his controlled pace.
“Please fuck me hard!”
The moment the words burst out from her, Helios did exactly what she said. With a growl, he began fucking her hard, his own hips pumping furiously, his cock shoving inside her pussy harder and deeper from behind.
She gasped as she found herself riding him wildly, her body bouncing on top of his cock.
Bounce, shove, bounce, shove, bounce, shove.
Everything was so raw and powerful MJ wasn’t surprised when she felt pleasure start to stir inside her body. He was so, so good at making her come so quickly!
MJ cried his name out with each thrust, and he knew the moment when MJ reached the point of no return. Her cries had taken a desperate note, her breath quickening, her body tightening, and the walls of her pussy closing around his cock like a warm vise.
His arm went around her so he could reach for her clit. “Come for me,” he whispered just before he started stroking her clitoris in rhythm with the thrusts of his cock.
She screamed, coming as he commanded, and she kept on screaming as the pleasure took her over the edge. Each wave was stronger than the last one, stimulated by the relentless strokes and thrusts. Soon, she heard Helios growling his pleasure behind her. When he bit into her shoulder and squeezed her breast hard, she cried out, the unexpected mix of pain and pleasure of it making her come again a second time.
It was around noon when she stirred from sleep. She was naked in Helios’ bed, her back against his chest, his semi-erect cock nestled between the curves of her butt. She blinked groggily several times before she remembered what had woken her up.
Her phone.
She reached sleepily for it on the bedside table.
Yuri: Meet me at the garage as soon as you can. I’ve found out something about your father.
The words felt like a bullet ripping through her heart. The past few days had been the best days of her life, but those words of Yuri made it seem like it was only a fantasy, something that never really happened.
After deleting the message, she carefully extricated herself from Helios’ embrace before tiptoeing to his bathroom to change.
When MJ closed the bathroom’s door behind her, Helios’ eyes opened.
Something made him turn and reach for her phone. He checked her inbox, and his expression became shuttered when he saw that there was no recent message.
She was hiding something from him.
Chapter Fourteen
Night had fallen and MJ could not concentrate, which was bad. She had exams tomorrow, and worse, she could feel Helios looking at her every so often. His face didn’t give anything away, but she instinctively knew that Helios was aware something was wrong.
The club had its own
study hall, and it was open for use to both bikers and volunteers. It had rows of seats and tables next to each other similar to those in libraries, and MJ was seated at one end while Helios was across the room, standing quietly next to the windows.
His presence in the study hall was rare, making most of the girls titter in excitement. It didn’t matter to them that he was dating MJ. He was Helios Andreadis, and girls would always pant after him.
The thought of what could happen if Helios found out about her secret made MJ’s hands shake, and her book slid out of her grasp. She bent down to pick it up and accidentally bumped into Mercy, the girl seated next to her, who then lost hold of her Starbucks coffee, which she accidentally spilled onto Girlie, who shrieked as hot liquid burned her skin, jumping to her feet and accidentally elbowing Bernice out of her seat.
All four girls turned to MJ with furious expressions.
“Sorry,” she said in a small voice as she slowly lifted her book up to cover her entire face. She was tempted to laugh hysterically. Something was wrong? Heck no. Everything was wrong, and there seemed no way for her to solve it.
Her conversation this afternoon with Yuri played over and over in her mind, and there was no escaping it. There was no escaping her past, and bleakly, she wondered why she ever thought it was possible to escape in the first place.
“Someone bailed your dad out from jail.”
It was not pleasant news, but MJ told herself it was not the worst news either. “Will you tell Helios about me? About…him?”
Yuri looked at her levelly. “It’s your story to tell. But you also have to know…word’s out on the street that your father is looking for you.”
MJ whitened. “I don’t understand. He…he doesn’t really care for me. And…there’s a restraining order…why would he want to look for me when it would mean he could go back to jail?”
Grimly, Yuri said, “I don’t know. I went to your hometown to check on loose ends. Keeping trouble out of the club is one of my responsibilities, and I take my responsibilities seriously. This club is my family – the only family I have. I know you don’t mean any of us harm. I know you love Helios even if you’ve not admitted it to yourself, but I also know something bad will happen if you do not confess—”
She shook her head wildly. “Confess what? That I have an alcoholic for a father? That I was once jailed for petty theft? That I have a record as a juvenile delinquent a mile long?” When she looked at Yuri, she didn’t bother to hide the terror she felt. The terror over losing Helios.
“I don’t know if I really love him like you say I do, Yuri, and that’s the honest truth. But what I do know is that he matters to me. I don’t want…I can’t tell you why he matters to me so much. But he changed my life. He’s…everything. And I don’t know where I’d be if I lost him.”
She grabbed Yuri’s hand and pressed it to her heart. “If I lose him, Yuri,” she whispered, “you might as well cut out my heart.”
That one moment had convinced Yuri to keep his discovery to himself even if he had never been the one to lie to his friends. No matter what MJ said, he knew that MJ loved Helios.
It was ironic then that witnessing the same moment had convinced Helios of the opposite.
Dressing himself swiftly, Helios headed to his private study in the club and accessed the CCTV network to pinpoint her location.
When he saw her meeting Yuri in secret, he had told himself that it could be anything.
But when he saw her hold Yuri’s hand to her heart, his own had turned into stone.
History was indeed repeating itself.
Now, gazing at MJ with her shoulders slouched, looking so miserable and unable to hide it, Helios wondered bitterly how the fuck he had gotten it so wrong.
Why had she even bothered hooking up with him if she wanted Yuri all along? Was it because he had been too aggressive and had not given her a chance to refuse? Or was it because she was an ambitious bitch who also happened to be such a good actress that she had fooled all of them into thinking she was entirely innocent?
Bitterness nearly drowned him, but it was not as powerful as his desire for vengeance. He motioned to one of the volunteers dusting the windows. “Jenny.”
The third-year brunette hurried towards him. “Yes, President?”
“Contact Astrid and have her come over first thing tomorrow morning.” He ignored the way MJ’s head snapped up at his words.
When Jenny excused herself from the room and Helios still didn’t look at her, MJ tried not to sound hurt and confused as she asked, “Wh-why are you calling Astrid?” The photo shoot was over. There was no need for Astrid to be here. Right?
When Helios’ gaze met hers, the coldness in it had her sucking her breath in.
“There’s something I have to practice with her, a bike stunt, and I can’t exactly do that with you, right?’ After all, you only know how to ride a man’s body and that’s it.” The words were laced with rigid contempt, Helios having no trouble remembering the sight of MJ and Yuri close to each other, the other man’s hand on her chest. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Awkward silence fell over the room, and MJ realized sickly that everyone had heard their exchange.
Helios stared at her unflinchingly, and it was obvious in his stance that he was not going to take it back.
Her fingers curled and uncurled as she tried to make sense of Helios’ sudden cold treatment. Surely Yuri hadn’t gone back on his word? She forced a smile on her lips and said brightly, “I’m just happy I’m good at that.”
Helios’ upper lip curled. “Did I say you were good? I simply said you knew what to do.” The moment he spoke the words, he knew he had gone too far. But even with the stricken look on her face, he couldn’t take it back.
With a silent curse, Helios stalked out of the study hall, leaving another bout of painfully awkward silence in his wake.
MJ bowed her head.
SWISH.
She tightened her hold on her book with shaking hands, feeling like Helios had managed to do what her dad had never been able to achieve. With just a few words, he had crushed her completely.
Chapter Fifteen
MJ did not sleep in his room last night.
Helios had lain awake in his bed the entire night, tense and furious with himself for caring so much for someone who was obviously playing him false. Why did he still feel so strongly about her? He had seen the evidence with his own eyes. She had lied to him, and she was meeting Yuri in secret. If he was smart, he should have thrown her out the moment he had discovered her betrayal.
Where the fuck did she sleep last night?
The question burned inside him like lava, making Helios clench and unclench his fists while watching the younger bikers practice their stunts on the twenty-foot custom-designed ramp in their backyard. While stunts didn’t make money, no one outside the club really knew that, making it a passable front for the club’s underground activities.
MJ stood with the rest of the volunteers, a part and not a part of them. Non-performing members stood at the opposite side, making the divide between bikers and volunteers distinctly clear. Across her, she tried not to look too often at Helios, who was dressed in full gear with his helmet on. He made a striking figure, and the lovely Astrid, with her clouds of blond hair and her voluptuous figure flaunted in a leather corset top, shorts, and knee-high boots, was a perfect complement.
Astrid’s gaze met hers, and the other woman’s eyes were filled with scorn. You don’t belong here.
MJ dug her nails into her palms at the look. Yes, she knew that now. In fact, it was what she had struggled to accept every minute of last night. She had remained in the study hall the entire time, her limbs frozen with the utter humiliation of Helios’ parting shot.
Only when everyone had gone and she had shut the lights off did the tears finally fall. He had hurt her. He had really hurt her, and she just couldn’t understand why. While neither of them had spoken of love in the week they had been together, MJ had really th
ought he at least cared for her. He couldn’t have faked it all this time. So what had changed?
It was that question which had given her the courage to face him again today, even knowing that she could be setting herself up for another dose of public shaming. It had already started when she had tried to approach Helios earlier. One of the rookie bikers stood in her way. In a shamed voice and without looking at her in the eye, the biker had mumbled, “Bikers only, I’m afraid. You need to join the volunteers at the back and watch from there.”
Those words hurt, too.
And without looking at anyone, MJ knew that everyone had heard it. Feeling their gazes on her was all she needed to know that everyone knew Helios had taken away the right for her to stand next to him.
It hurt. It…hurt.
“Serves her right.” The sneered words from one of the volunteers behind her jerked MJ back to reality. “She’s been acting too high and mighty while playing the slut in the President’s bed.”
Had she been acting like that, MJ wondered dully. All she could remember was that she had been happy the man who had changed her life wanted her to be in his. That was all she remembered. And then after that, it was just blackness.
She was so tempted to wish that she had her old life back. At least everything James did was predictable, even if there was no guarantee she would live another day. With James, she always knew what she had to do.
Lie flat. Don’t close your eyes. Keep your hair out of the way. Relax. Relax. And think.
With James, she always knew where she stood, always knew that no matter how hard she tried, he just didn’t love her.
But Helios…
Her nails dug deeper into her palms.
Helios was so damn unfair.
He had made her think it was possible he could want her, and now…
And now it was obvious he hadn’t ever wanted her.
MJ looked down at her palms with almost numb fascination, wondering what she had to do to make herself bleed. Anything to distract her from the fact that Astrid was stroking Helios’ chest with her red nails while she whispered something in his ear, a naughty expression on her stunning face.
