He drops to his knees burying his head between my legs lapping me into oblivion. I hear Pinky’s breaths quicken behind me, building in rapid succession as Ky presses his tongue harder into my core. All the sights, sounds and smells overwhelm me as I come holding Ky’s head to me as if he may suddenly disappear at any second. The sound is absent from the room other than the now eerie music playing in the background. Ky is still slumped over my lap, arms around my hips and Pinky is still reeling from his own orgasm trying to slow his breaths down. Allison is no more from the looks of it. A few minutes go by with all of us catching our breaths before Mercy knocks. Ky tells him to come in and gently pulls my shirt back down. “She’s all yours man.” I hear Ky say as he stands to help me up. Mercy nods moving in to pick Allison up for her gruesome disposal.
Ky sweeps his arm down my back then my thighs sweeping me off my feet like a bride. I wrap my arms around his muscular neck as he steps through the remaining blood on the floor and goes to leave the room, only stopping by the door to rinse off his shoes in a water trough by the door with clean water in it.
As we make our way outside of the building I nearly drift off to sleep. Even the cold chilly night air doesn’t faze my exhaustion from the day's events. Ky kisses my head and puts me in the truck where I sag against the door falling asleep almost immediately. I wake as we bump over the cattle guards back onto the normal side of the property. Ky rubs my bare thigh as he drives his smooth hands bringing me warmth.
“When we get inside we will take a shower and go to bed, and no one better disturb us for the next week. Pinky can deal with it all. ” He was stating what we both were feeling. After today I didn’t know how much more I could take without being admitted to the clubs infirmary for exhaustion.
We enter the club where the party still going strong, like none of the events from earlier had ever happened. We get nods from a few of the members. I give Bree a hug and tell her I’ll pay her back for the shoes I’d ruined tonight. She looks down grimacing briefly and nods before shooing us towards our room. Its cold darkness is welcoming. Ky walks straight to the bathroom and I suddenly see the beam of light filter in from the room through the cracked door. I follow the beam, its light and warmth attracting me like an insect to one of those old zapping machines. Ky is standing under the hot spray of water by the time I enter. He looks as tired as I do. As he turns the water shifts from clear to pink to red as it washes away Allison’s blood from his extremities. He’s still facing the water when he speaks his words echoing off the tiled walls towards me.
“Lexi stop standing there watching me and get in this shower before you fall over and spend the night on the cold tile floor.” I nod, too tired to respond and I see he’s going to let it slide as he nods in response. I pull his shirt over my head letting the damp material fall to the floor with a wet sounding thawp. He moves out of the shower spray to soap up, and I take my turn sagging under the heavy spray slightly upset Bree’s work was ruined. The water around my feet as red as it was coming off Ky. I’m still waiting for today’s actions to sink in and the shame I’m supposed to feel to wash over me but it never comes. I’m able to finish the shower and sleep, dreamless for the next thirty six hours.
Chapter 20: “Radio” Lana Del Rey
In the few days since coming back, time has gone by slowly. Ky hasn’t allowed me out of his sight off the ranch. Which means I still haven’t gotten to go back to the one place that I called mine, but today was the day. The Devil's Posse is no more, and I’m off work for the next couple days at the shop. Ky meets me at the side door of the garage, on the bike, his long tattooed arms extended and showing off their beautiful markings. His eyes hidden by a pair of dark aviators. He’s wearing a half helmet on his head and he tosses me mine.
“Come on I want to see this house of yours, and meet this infamous cat all the guys are refusing to go near now.” A smile crosses my face in response as I climb on the back of the bike, hugging Ky’s waist and breathing in his scent. Pulling into my driveway, I immediately see a large black ball of fluff in the window, about a half second before a loud there’s a loud crash and a blind less window. I see Ky tense reflexively at the noise and hug his arm close to me.
“It’s just Sadie!” I all but bound out from under Ky’s elbow as I rush to the front door, now visibly shaking from the creature within and a loud howling from the other side. I open the door as my Sadie walks around my leg proudly sporting my blinds hanging from his body like a bridal gown train. He takes one look at Ky, bunches himself up, and lunges for him. Ky catches the large fur ball before the cat can sink his claws in deep. Sadie then forces his love on Ky, rubbing his chin all over, kneading and purring as loud as any Harley.
“What did you say his name was?” Ky says looking at the large furry cat still wearing the set of blinds from the house.
“Sadist.” I giggle like a child. “Sadie for short. Or asshole.” Ky gives me a look. “What? When I got him he reminded me of you.” I say innocently. “He doesn’t like anyone for the most part. He wants food and sleep and as long as you get the combination right he leaves you alone. Unless he just wants love.” I say approaching them both. Sadie still forcing his chin into Ky’s every nook and cranny. “And when he wants love you can’t escape him.” I say leaning over the cat and kissing Ky.
“So you’re saying we have to keep him?” Ky asks.
“YES!” I shout. “He’s a furry little asshole but I love him, ruined blinds and all. Speaking of, we should see what else he’s destroyed since I’ve been gone.” Ky looks at me to the cat and back. Looking unsure of what to do with the beast. Now staring him down. “Sadie! Din-din!” The cat lunges out of Ky’s arms and is through the door so fast Ky is left holding the set of blinds in shock. “And he loves his food,” I say walking through the door.
The moment I enter the house an inner tranquility comes over me followed by a pang of sadness. I realize I will have to leave my home soon, when I move in with Ky. My home has seen me through many of my hardest times, was my biggest accomplishment, and I will be sad to leave it behind.
Ky roams through the space as I feed Sadie. “You did all the repair work on the place?” He asks. From where the sound echos I can tell he’s in my bathroom.
“Yes, Sir! From the floors, to the paint, to every tile on that floor. I love this place.” He looks around his icy gaze taking in the space.
“Think your work would hold up if the house could be moved?” He eyes me cautiously taking in my reaction. Never in a million years did I think we could move the house. I thought it was a lost cause and would have to be sold.
“YES! And if it didn’t I still have all the receipts and names from every place I got everything from! Do I get to keep my house?” I bounce up and down like a child.
“You get to keep your house. “ He smiles “We can put it on the ranch in a secure location and move out of the club.”
And everything clicked into place. I got the man of my sick twisted dreams, the house I’d always wanted and my furry black cat by my side. What more could a girl ask for?
Epilogue 1: “Nights in White Satin” Sweet Jane
Weeks go by and we’ve successfully moved my home onto the ranch. Downside is that it is still in two separate pieces because it couldn’t be moved as one. We are still at the club till repairs can be made.
Ky and Sadie are both sound asleep. I’m somewhat amused my cat snores louder than my husband. I find myself restless with an unsettled stomach but make do with on and off sleep till morning. The smell of coffee and bacon seeps through the door from the club, instantly putting a twist in my gut. I’m up out of bed and to the bathroom as quick as lightning hoping Ky doesn’t wake from the noise.
I’ve been nauseous for the past three days and what I suspect is becoming more and more evident as the days go on. I can’t look at food. My breasts hurt and I’m becoming an emotional wreck. We never used a condom. I was on birth control before we got together and as far as I know haven't m
issed a day yet. But the facts were staring me in the face from the toilet I was still heaving into.
I hear the door creak open hoping its Sadie, but hear the water turn on and feel a cold towel being placed on my neck. Strong hands gently pull my hair away from my face and into a ponytail. “How long has this been going on?” His voice is guarded. I try to gather myself.
“Been nauseous for a couple of days.” I say between heaves “This is the first I’ve actually thrown up.” He’s quiet. I’m still not able to look up at him. The dry heaves taking their time. Ky leaves the bathroom briefly. I hear the door to the club open and close. I flush the toilet and wash my face as Ky returns. He places a glass of water on the table beside the bed then approaches me holding a white box with the words pregnancy test in his hand.
“I don’t even want to know where you got that from.” I say, scared of what his reaction is going to be. As I take the test and sit on the toilet relieving my full bladder I swear I’d just emptied not five minutes before. I place the test on the counter all the while not looking at him as I flush and we wait.
“Pregnant.” He says before I can get my pants up.
“There’s no way. It takes like five minutes to process we have to wait it out.” I say picking up the test and seeing the two lines clearly myself. “Maybe it's a false positive. There’s no way it should have shown up this fast.” I try to reason. Ky approaches me putting his arms around me.
“Lexi what are you afraid of? That I will or that I won’t want a baby?” I shake with sobs.
“I don’t know. Both? I want the baby and I don’t know what went wrong with my birth control and now’s not a good time and when you think about it, no time is ever a good time, so it actually works out. But the house is in two pieces and we would have to add on because I took out the third bedroom and the second is now your office and I’m worried you won’t want the baby.” The last words held the most meaning as I said them. Ky holds me closer.
“I want the baby. Everything else will work out on its own.” Relief floods through me as I hug him closer.
Epilogue 2: “The Wolf” Fever Ray
Lexi:
Pregnancy has me puking one minute and a horny sex crazed fiend the next. Watching TV is no help as I sit sucked into the latest episode of my now favorite show. A particular scene has me hot and bothered. Now I understand why everyone is hooked on it. I’m trying to hide this from Ky but I think he’s caught onto it. He suddenly gets up to leave saying he’d be right back. I watch him with a skeptical look on my face as he leaves.
Ky:
I leave the room in search of Pinky, leaving Lexi to her show as she tries to hide the fact she’s horny as hell, pressing her legs together and her eyes large. Everything makes her hot lately. I’ve had this idea brewing for some time. I enter the church doors to find him sitting going over paperwork and shooting the shit with Mercy and Stryker.
“Hey Daddy Man, what’s up?”
“I need you to take the night off. Most the club has gone home for Thanksgiving anyway.” I look at him then to Mercy.
“Mercy you going home tonight?”
“No man, Olivia is at the hospital on shift till tomorrow we will have our dinner then.”
“Cool take over for Pinky tonight,” I say, rounding the table and pulling Pinky out of his seat by his shirt collar and marching him out the door back towards my room. Before anyone has a chance to say anything wise, Pinky raises his hands in surrender smiling as I march him through the club. “You been tested recently?” He looks at me with a questioning gaze.
“Um, yeah last week just got the papers back today. All is clear. Why?” I don’t answer just continue to walk him through the door of my room to see a surprised Lexi on the couch where I’d left her.
“Lexi, lose the clothes now.” She stares me down. “Yes, Sir?” She stands nervously dropping her hair from her pony tail and begins taking off her overly large off the shoulder sweater and shrugs out of her little sleep shorts, leaving herself in a flowery black lacy bra and panties.
“All of it Lex.” She moves her hands behind her back unclasping her bra letting it fall to the rest of the pile on the floor in front of her pulling her panties down slowly. I can see her rosy nipples hardening and she lifts her arms crossing them over her breasts. She stands patiently waiting for her next order.
I look at Pinky who’s completely lost in his thoughts watching Lexi, obviously hard. “Pinky lose 'em.” He looks at me trying to read my thoughts before doing as he’s told keeping his focus on Lexi. “Pinky. Bed now on your back, wrap up.” I see both their eyes widen briefly, as he lays down and begins to place the condom over his cock. I approach Lexi, standing behind her lifting one of her breasts in my hand gently squeezing her nipple my other hand explores lower inserting a finger into her tight pussy testing its wetness. Finding her wet, hot and ready like I knew she would be, I remove my finger inserting it into my mouth. “I love the way you taste…” She tries to press herself into me. I hold her away tsking her “Lexi. You're going to ride his cock.” I look at Pinky on the bed addressing them both. “And neither of you are allowed to come without my say so.”
I slap Lexi on the ass hard, eliciting a sharp yelp from her. “What do you say.” her response is instant. “Yes, Sir!” looking back at me for permission to move forward. I nod towards Pinky my face showing its impatience. I’m torn between completely turned on by this and fighting the urge to kill my best friend for touching my girl. I shove the latter thoughts down burying them. As she climbs on the bed I address them again. “You can touch her any way you want. Lexi kiss him and you can do the same.” Pinky raises his arms from behind his head and runs them over her thighs and up her ass grabbing the rounded globes in his hands tightly as she kneels over him. She pulls her hair to the side for me to see, and leans forward kissing him as she rakes her nails down his chest over his pierced nipples, before reaching down between them placing the head of his cock at her entrance.
She realizes I’m not the only one with metal through my cock as her hand moves down counting the Jacob’s ladder piercings. She looks at him and he smiles
“You're welcome.” he says.
Then she looks back at me. “I’m not putting anything else in my cock Lexi. Get back to it.” She makes a pout face and I smack her ass again. I go to lay on the bed leaning back against the headboard really beginning to enjoy the show.
She smiles at me then looks back down at him slowly taking him in an inch at a time working down his cock. I watch his face transform. First a mask of pain then to one of awe as she works herself up leaning backwards as his hands find her magnificent breasts.
“Fuck, Sadist… her pussy is torture. I see why you never leave this room anymore.” Pinky says a look of bliss on his face. I bite my lip watching them. Unable to stand it anymore I begin to taking off my clothes.
“Lexi do you like fucking Pinky’s cock? Does it solve your curiosity or do you want more?”
She catches her breath before answering, “Yes, Sir, and more, Please! she all but yells. I step off the bed to remove my pants.
“Pinky move to the headboard keeping your cock inside of her. You slip out and I’ll punish you both.” He does as told laying back against the pillows. “Lexi hold onto the headboard. And get that pretty ass up in the air so I can fuck it. Now!” My voice almost guttural with need. “You ever been fucked by two men at the same time pretty girl?”
“Nnn...n...no, Sir.” Some fear spilling into her voice. A sinister smile crosses Pinky’s face the same time it does mine as we look at each other over her shoulder. I reach to the side table getting some lube. Placing a good amount at her back entrance before placing the head of my cock against her. Her strokes slow as she slowly leans back pressing on both of our cocks at once. “Keep your hands on that head board. What’s your safe word?”
“Beetlejuice!” She says giving us all a laugh before she suddenly forces back impaling herself on our cocks. The air leaves th
e room for an instant. All of us inhaling.
“Fuck, Lex.” I say surprised looking at Pinky's face as he watches hers, looking for signs of pain. “
You good?” he asks she nods.
“Answer the question.” I smack her ass a third time.
“I’m fine, Sir’s, just ready!” Her spark of anger bringing a smile back to my face. She begins to move forward again pulling both of us with her. I lean over her back placing my hands beside hers on the headboards lip and begin pumping into her. The heat inside her body growing as she begins to moan.
“Pinky, Alexis and I come first then it’s your turn. Got it?” His eyes leave her for the briefest second.
“Yes, Sir,” he grounds out, not a hint of humor in his voice. I pump into Lexi my thrusts controlling hers over Pinky now sucking on one of her tits. “You close pretty girl? What do you need me to do to push you over the edge?”
“Fucking bite me! Sadist!” Her use of my club name and her moans turning to screams all goes straight to my cock. I sink my teeth into her right shoulder blade drawing blood, coming with her the second the coppery taste touches my tongue. I reach back behind me then forward again placing her knife in her hand and holding mine. She looks at me over her shoulder as we continue to pump up and down over Pinky who’s barely holding on. His eyes blown, face a mask of concentration as we look down on him. She smiles and we lay both of our knives at the top of his throat just under his chin in a crisscross pattern.
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