Biker Chicks: Volume 2

by MariaLisa deMora

  I had felt an instant connection to Gretta and gave her the story of finding Wasp, being taken from Wasp to finding him again. She was in crocodile tears by the time I was finished. She told me my story needed to be written in a book, I thought that was ridiculous. Who really wanted to hear about a love formed, a love lost and found again twenty years later.

  It sounded absolutely ridiculous to me, but she kept pestering me to talk to her friend who was starting out as a self-published author. I guess we’d see if our story was written, I however was doubtful anyone would give a shit about one family’s life torn apart and put back together.

  Twenty minutes after I was completely dressed and Gretta and I were giggling like school girls, there was a knock at the door telling me it was time. Gretta held my hands and told me this was my happily ever after and to enjoy it because not many of us got to marry the loves of our lives. I couldn’t ask her about her statement because it was time I made it to my man and gave myself to him for the last time.

  Chapter 7

  Our new beginning of forever

  Wasp

  I stood in my place waitin for my bride when I noticed a lady sittin in the pew. She said hello and told me about meetin my wife today and helpin her get ready. I welcomed her and told her to get comfy. Turns out my girls do know me, they sent me a new pair of my Levi jeans I wear, black of course. A new button down white shirt, long sleeves I could’ve done without, but I guess it’s wedding correct. And a black and crème tie. Why those colors I don’t know, but I guess my girls do, doesn’t matter its getting tossed as soon as we’re done.

  The doors open and the song begins. I can’t help myself I get lost in it, it’s the same song she walked down to me the first time we got married….

  This song was personally written by a friend. A member of another club…Crow, from the Native Warriors MC

  Your love gave me birth

  And now you are the breath of my life

  Forever destined to be my wife.

  The gods of fate sent you through time.

  There’s no need to search any place on earth

  Your heart is home with mine.

  Always and ever meant for me to find.

  My journey begins and ends with you

  All that I do and all that I am

  Was born with you.

  Look deep into my heart and you will find

  All that I am, I am for you.

  I see love shining in your eyes written for all to see

  At last I can believe out love was meant to be.

  Your soul whispers to mine

  Crossing the boundaries of time.

  I fought the hands of fate and would gladly fight again

  Passing through hells gate

  To bring you back where you belong

  I will live for you and you alone.

  And fight the gods to keep you home.

  Look deep into my heart and you will find

  All that I am, I am for you.

  Please don’t ask me to die for you

  Because this I could never do

  I will live for you.

  Look deep into my heart and you will find

  All that I am, I am for you.

  By the time Ash makes it to me I’m so lost in the song, her and memories that I grab her and pull her to me. I just need to hold her for a bit. I need to feel her in my arms. I can see the minister in my sight and it looks even he needed a minute before we begin. Her friend from the spa is broken down in tears searchin for somethin to wipe the tears from her eyes. After I feel steady I take in a deep breath and step back and give Ash her space. She has tear stains down her face, but she is still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Make up still perfect and she has a dazzlin smile on her face.

  “Let’s do this preacher man, I can’t wait to have this beautiful bride all to myself. No offense.”

  “No offense taken young man. We may proceed.”

  The preacher man does his thing which I don’t even hear I’m so taken by my bride, I only snap out of it when I’m asked to say my vows to Ash. Ash decided we need to speak our minds for our vows, why I don’t know, but it matters to her so she’ll get my words.

  “Ash, a little over twenty years ago you stole my breath, my heart and soul. They were yours then and they are yours now. No one even compares to you in my eyes or in my heart and soul. You were born for me as I was for you. We are half to the others soul making it whole. They day you were takin from me I was broken and shattered. Nothin fixed the piece of me that was gone. Nothin during those years were the same, the sun didn’t shine bright, food tasted dull, ridin my bike didn’t free me like it used to. I felt trapped, I was in a shell of a body that went through the motions. There was no life inside of me, I was a walkin corpse inside, and my mind still had thoughts, though most of them were surrounded by you and our girl. I never want to feel that way again, so this is my solemn vow to you. I will love you with every piece of me. I will cherish you and hold you above all others. You will never want for anything or cry over spilled milk. I will care for you and carry all of your burdens, be a shoulder to cry on and an arm to lean on. And when life feels like its pullin you down, I will be the one to pull you up and float you through it. I’m yours Ash, I’m yours till my body tires and there’s nothin left, even then my soul will wait for yours on the other side. I promise to love you and be faithful to you in all ways until my dyin breath. I will protect and anchor you and our girls until the end of time. You are my forever Ash.”

  I have to wipe the tears as they flow from my woman’s face. I don’t want her tears; I want her forever. I was goin for happiness, I wanted her beautiful smile. Then preach man tells Ash its her turn and that smile returns.

  “Wasp, the day you saved me and took me into your life was the day I knew not all people were horrible, spiteful human beings. You brought something to life in me that had been dead since the night I was put into foster care. I learned to laugh, love and learned what true friendship was. Because you not only became the man I was in love with you became my best friend. My confidant, my believer and you taught me how to boost myself up and I learned how to give myself credit and gained self-confidence. When I was little, I thought I was meant to be alone in this world, but you saved me not once but twice. When I was taken from you for all those years, your face, laugh and words are what kept me sane when nothing else could. You are my reason to breathe love and live. You showed me how to give life meaning, you gave me two of the most precious gifts a mother could have. The girls you gave me are just like you, they have beautiful souls, golden hearts and a bountiful amount of love to share with the world. I’m amazed daily at how much my love continues to grow for you. Thank you for choosing me and making me the happiest woman in the world. The world would be a better place if there was more men like you in it.”

  We both were having a hard time holding it together. Not only have we recreated our first wedding, but the words we’ve spoke out weigh anything anyone could’ve ever said to us. This life, it was meant to be us, always us and it always would. Someone can try and keep us apart, but in the end, we will find each other. Our love will prevail and we will find each other regardless of how hard someone tries.

  Chapter 8

  Epilogue: Our wedding night

  Ashton

  What I haven’t let out is that my girls also sent me a sexy little piece for the wedding night as well. My man didn’t want to go celebrate in the casinos or go out to eat. No, my man however has a set up in our room once we return from our wedding and those heartfelt vows. Our travels through our past and present wedding, intertwining both was completely magical. I feel as if I’m living a fairy tale, which hasn’t happened often in my life so I’m choosing to go with it instead of questioning it.

  When Wasp carries me into our room it’s lit up with candles and the curtains are open with the moon light shining in with the bright lights of Vegas helping set the tone for the night. There’s drapery in
white ribbon and bows in the living room and throughout the bar leading to a walkway of silk petals to the bedroom. Where on the bed is waiting one whole lobster, crab cakes, melted butter, Caesar salad and a bottle of Champagne on ice. I also noticed on the dresser there was a box with a bow on it that I knew without a doubt would be saved for later.

  Wasp, being very romantic feeds me and himself. I never lift a fork once. What doesn’t go on a fork, or is to tender to stay on one he feeds me by his fingers which I take advantage of making the task longer than necessary, making sure I suck his fingers free of any lingering juices. I excitedly watch as he becomes more heated and aroused. As I’m being fed, I lose a drop of melted butter and it travels down my chin. Before I have a chance to lick it clean myself, Wasp makes it his task to clean it and he also makes sure my neck and ears are dry as he nibbles and licks his way down my neck to my collar bone.

  Using this opportunity to forget about food, he helps me carefully remove my dress. And when he gets to the gift wrap under my dress I see his erection grow strong and proud. Knowing this is because of how I and I alone affect him temps up my own arousal. I just can’t seem to help myself, I maneuver my way from his grasp and go to the unopened box. Score! It’s what I was hoping for…chocolate covered strawberries. I hear him removing his clothes, but he has no clue what’s in store for him in the next few moments.

  ***

  I feel light headed as I watch my wife… (I love saying that) getting herself ready for me to claim her as mine, once again, but not for the last time. Every time I love her I will be claiming her. It doesn’t matter if it’s our hundredth time making love or our thousandth time fuckin each other raw. I’m always claimin my woman. If I had my way, she’d carry my scent with her every time she walked out our door, or left my side for even one ounce of a second. That’s how possessive I am over her, is it because I lost twenty odd years with her? Maybe, was I this bad when we first met? No, not this bad, but it was there.

  As my wife turns around I lose my breath and nearly pass out at the erotica show she is putting on for me. Yep, that’s it, neither of us will be walkin out of here, they will be cartin us away. Because my woman just put my animal inside me in heat. FOREVER. I watch as she takes the fruit and runs it down the middle of her breast as she unsnaps the front of her bra and it releases and falls to the ground. She continues her path and goes down to her belly button and circles as her other hand removes her panties. She sits on the bed and looks at me with her bedroom eyes.

  I watch as she spreads her legs open showing me her prize. Her lips and clit are swollen and juices are flowing down her legs. She takes the tip of the strawberry and starts masturbating her clit into a frenzy. I see her body jerking as the fruit works that magic button. I can’t take it anymore. My body is goin into overdrive as I enjoy the display in front of me. I can’t seem to make my eyes move from that piece of delectable treat, and I don’t mean the fruit I intend to eat with her juices coating the outside. I grab my dick which is completely bare and start strokin to my wife’s tempo she’s set. She’s watchin me as I’m watchin her.

  “Please Wasp, I need you.”

  I come unglued from the fantasy she’s brought me and make my way to her I crawl up the bed after her as she scoots up toward the head of the bed. If she thinks after the show she’s given me and worked me up with beyond words that she’s just gettin my dick. She’s in for an awakenin of sorts. My beast wants to play, and I can’t deny him when it comes to Ash, never have and never will be able to.

  I lick the strawberry that’s still in her hand and lick her pussy juices from the appetizer, then as she releases the delicacy I pick it up to use for myself. I clean it of not only her juice but the chocolate coating as well. I intend to use the strawberry for my own purposes. After it’s clean, I take the strawberry to her inner lips and move it up and down gathering her juices once again, watchin her coat it. I then insert it inside of her while my mouth attaches to her clit.

  I suck and pull on that magic button as I pump the strawberry in and out of her, only to the fat head of the strawberry makin sure I have complete control of it at all times. Watchin her back arch and beg me to let her cum I then use my tongue to manipulate her clit. I make slow circles at first just to tease her and get her inner animal to let loose. When I see the impatient, fixin to lose her shit on me side of Ash, I amp up my tongue and release it to full force action. I lose control on her clit and don’t manipulate my speed or pattern, I just let go and enjoy her face and body as she succumbs to me.

  When I know she’s ready to cum, I pull the strawberry lose and leave her pussy alone and eat my dessert. Nothin better than Ash’s essence and fruit combination. This memory will forever make my dick stand to attention whenever I see strawberries or smell the damn fruit. These will be at our bedside every anniversary from this year on out. As I’m eating my desert my wife decides to play hardball and wraps her luscious lips around my dick. No easing into it either, she takes me to the back of her throat and swallows me whole. “FFUUCCKKK” I can’t help but throw what’s left of the strawberry and side left over’s from dinner onto the floor. I lay on my back and take her with me. She wants me to let go…done.

  I grab her by the hair on the back of her neck and guide her at the speed I want. My beautiful Ash never once gags, she accepts the pace and adjust quickly. Yeah, my baby wants this. She wants my dick bad. Who am I to deny her? I let her go till I just can’t take it anymore and I pull her on top of me. I want her on top to begin with. To watch those beautiful tits bounce in my face. Never gets old. She goes to town and I grab a nipple in my mouth and work the other with my hand. She rides me hard and she rides me fast. Her orgasm was close to the surface as she grips my dick in a vise with her pussy and screams my name. Once she finishes I take mine. I hold her still and pump up and down into her and out as fast and hard as I can. I feel my tale sign of my impending orgasm. I let go and fill her full of my seed as I scream or growl or both my release into her. Her name has barely left my lips as we collapse beside each other on the bed.

  Best Vegas trip ever.

  I have been an avid reader for most of my life. When I was younger I use to sit and fill spiral notebooks full of stories for my grandmother. As I got older I took the jobs needed for raising my boys as a single mom until I met my now amazing husband. I have stopped working in the last three years and started promoting authors, then I blogged and reviewed for authors, which lead me down the path to writing and creating characters and stories. I love creating behind the scenes with my writing getting to use my imagination and write the story as it comes to me. My youngest is now a senior in High School leaving me with some spare time on my hands to be filled. I am loving the people I am meeting and the support system I have found.

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  The Innocent Truth

  K. Renee

  To everyone who has had the courage to make a difference in your life or someone else’s.

  Riding my brand new Harley into the town that I swore I would never step foot in again was sort of surreal. I never expected to be back here in this place, especially looking for him.

  He ruined my life and there was nothing I could have done to stop it.

  He doesn’t know me yet, but he’s about to. He took something precious from me and now I’m here to find retribution. I won’t stop until I have him begging on his knees before I pull the trigger.

  Over the last few years, I’ve changed my appearance little by little to be sure that I can achieve my goal.

  After a few tattoos and plenty of gym time, I have finally changed my appearance enou
gh to pass as a biker whore. I need to be able to get into his bed to carry out my plan and being the goodie two shoes I was, probably wouldn’t have cut it.

  I’ve seen the girls he taken to bed for months; not one of them looked like the girl next door.

  After doing a lot of research on Nash and his club, I could probably tell you about every single member and their families. I know what his entire club is into and a few other things that will help make it easier to make my way into Nash’s world.

  When I found out about their strip club, I knew that I could make my way into their circle through it.

  When I pull up to the strip club, I park my bike and get off. Making a few last minute adjustments to the outfit my friend demanded I wear to meet these guys. Taking a deep breath, I make my way into the dingy building.

  The spandex shorts are pretty much riding up my crotch and I’m pretty sure they leave little to the imagination. Not that my top is any better, well that is if you could call it a top. It definitely isn’t something I would recommend wearing while riding a bike, but I have to do what I have to do to take this bastard down.

  The lights are low and all eyes are on the stage, making my entrance painless. The only person I find is the bouncer.

  My friend Pepper got me a gig here for the next few nights and although I’m grateful for her and her friendship, I hate that I’m dragging her into my mess. If I get caught, I don’t want her to suffer any repercussions.

  Pepper knows a girl who used to work here and that girl in turn put in a good word for me.