Six

by Storm, Hilary

  "You saved my life that night too, ya know. I was numb ‘til I saw you in that alley. Seeing what that asshole was doing to you pulled out a deeper hatred and allowed me to find my place in this world. I met Tex that night. When I came back to clean up the scum from the alley, Tex caught me. I thought I was busted, but he helped me get rid of the body that night and then took me under his wing, giving me a place to stay. Over the years he taught me what it meant to have a real family." I keep listening while he talks about the few things he actually shares. His blue eyes pull me in and I catch myself watching his beard a few times. The side of his head is buzzed very short, yet the hair on top is longer. Right now it's messy and I fight the urge to run my fingers through it to fix it while he continues to talk. Does he have any idea how fucking sexy he is?

  I work to distract my thoughts of his sexiness and listen to him intently.

  "My mom left us when we were young, so it was just the three of us. My dad would beat the shit out of me growing up, but really never touched Piper until I started fighting him back. Guess he decided he liked hitting innocent people who don't have a chance at fighting back. I stopped him that night and the police took her to live somewhere else. My whole reason for staying was gone, so I had no trouble leaving with Tex to make a new life for myself."

  "Tex sounds like a great guy."

  "Yeah, he’s a great old man. He handed me the club a few months ago. He treats me like his son, so I treat him like a real father should be treated." He stops talking and an awkward silence quickly surrounds us. I think he’s reached his limit of sharing. Either that or his cigarette ended.

  "You still want that shower?"

  "Yes, I think it'll make me feel better. The thought of those disgusting guys on me makes me want to scrub my skin."

  "Towels and everything should be in the cabinet. Sorry, I don't have the frilly soap."

  "I brought my stuff. Thanks, though." We both stand. The cool from the night air sends a chill over my arms. I start shivering as I stand there and watch him watch me. He's so intense with his look and I have no idea what he's thinking.

  He holds his arms open so I step against him, allowing him to hold me. Closing my eyes, I let him make me feel safe for a few seconds, knowing it will quickly change soon. It always does. Feeling safe never lasts in my world. If I'm not in danger in my real life, I always tend to be in my nightmares as I relive the tragedy over and over.

  "Six. I hate that this happened to you again tonight. I promise to take care of this for you. Soon, you'll never have to worry about those guys. I'll spend all of my resources in this MC making sure of it if I have to." His tight squeeze on me is meant as reassuring, but I can't help but still have worry in the back of my mind. Too many people are now involved and I just really don't want to see anyone else get hurt.

  "Do you remember any details on any of the guys back then?" I wish I could tell him yes. I wish I could give him something unique that will be a dead giveaway of who is behind all of this, but I can't.

  "I really only got to see the one guy who talked to me. He had strawberry blonde hair and a clean cut face. I don't remember anything else. I've tried so hard to remember something else, but never could."

  "We'll find them. I have really good guys in my club. The amount of security and with our reach in the community, we should be able to figure this out." I take his words with me as I move for the shower. I need this shower more than I've ever needed one in my life.

  I turn on the water to the hottest setting possible. I need to scorch my skin to hopefully feel even the slightest bit cleaner. How can I wash off the vile feeling of those men touching and forcing themselves on me? I've yet to figure this out and it's been fifteen years.

  Steam fills the room quickly and I remember that I left my bag on his bed. Opening the door, I slip out and pick it up. He turns to look at me from the window just as I do. Glancing his way, I try to send him a small smile. He's tortured too. He's in hell with me and I hate it.

  "I'm going to take that hot shower and try to wash the nastiness off of me. You gonna be alright?" He nods and I close the door, sliding my shirt over my head and my jeans down my legs just before the door opens.

  "What are you doing?" I don't even try to cover myself, he's seen everything anyway. He reaches over his head, behind his back and lifts his shirt over his head, uncovering his perfect torso. My eyes are drawn to his ink and his hand as he brushes it over his chest, pausing when he passes over his nipple piercings.

  He runs his hands over my shoulders, lacing his fingers through my bra straps as he slides them down my arms. The sensation of his touch slides down my skin with him and has me reaching for his belt.

  "I'm going to help you erase their touch." He leans forward and kisses my neck, moving toward my ear before his deep voice rumbles over it. "Because I'm going to touch every single inch of your body so that I'm the last man to touch you in any spot you can possibly point at." His hands move lower as he fills his hands with my ass, squeezing firmly.

  Oh shit. I'll take it. I can think of worse ways to try to erase bad memories. It may not help remove them completely, but I can definitely see new memories helping to ease them.

  He pulls his belt loose, dropping his jeans to the floor with mine. He's commando. Damn that's sexy. My eyes are caught by his 'Forever Greatful' tattoo across his chest. I remember thinking how conceited he must be to permanently ink something so vain on his chest. Then tonight I felt like shit when I opened the book on his dresser. Piper was so young. It melted me tremendously to see that he put her words on his chest. It shows he's not worried about what people think and that he stays true to himself and the people he loves unconditionally.

  I brush my lips across the ink on his chest, letting my tongue slide across his salty skin until I've licked both of his nipple piercings. Never has a man tasted so good to me. Maybe it's because I don't have my guard up with him. I know he won’t hurt me physically, so I can get lost in the moment with him.

  His hands continue to slide over my body. Slowly. Torturously slow as I find myself aching to feel him inside me so quickly. He lifts me into his arms and walks us both into the shower. He sets my back against the wall, freeing his hands to begin unraveling me once again. His beard tickles my chest and I just hold my hands against the wall and let him explore.

  My nipples harden when he pours the soap over my chest. He uses his hands to spread the soap over me, covering me with a layer of lather while the water runs beside us. I watch his hands move, burning this into my head, knowing this is the sexiest thing I've ever seen in my life.

  His hands slide down to where we both meet. Between my legs and around his waist. He moves them up his stomach and over his chest, just as slowly as he did across mine. I lift my eyes to his and find him watching my face.

  The steam begins to make my hair damp and I can feel it sticking to my face. He runs his tongue over his bottom lip and I lose all control.

  I wrap my arms around his neck and pull myself against him. I dive in for a kiss so rough that I can hardly comprehend anything else. He lifts me around him further, then slides me down onto his thick erection, pulling his face away from mine as he does.

  "Watch me." He thrusts forward, filling me deeply.

  "Watch me love you." He turns so that I'm back against the wall and places his arms on the wall next to my face, leaning in closer. His mouth is right in front of mine.

  "Watch me fuck you." He looks so deep into my eyes and I swear my heart skips a thousand beats.

  "Watch me make you forget everything else." He rolls his hips forward, sending me clutching on to reality in an instant. I lean my head back and close my eyes, feeling him deeper this time.

  "Watch me, Six." I open my eyes to look into his once again.

  "Remember this when you sleep at night." Then he leans in to kiss me with so much passion and strength. Feeling him so deep inside me while he begins kissing my face, then my neck, chest, and shoulders is about to undo me
. I'm trying so hard to stick with him and enjoy every slide of his tongue, but shit if this isn't so damn hot.

  I let my hands glide down his back, feeling the muscles ripple the whole way down. I love strong shoulders and a gorgeous back on a man. I can tell his is perfection by just feeling it under the soap I'm spreading around.

  He thrusts harder, smashing me tighter against the wall. He has me completely at his mercy and I have no intentions of stopping him any time soon. Turning us so that we're under the water once again, never slowing his kiss, he slides his arms under my thighs, lifting me and lowering me onto him over and over. With each drop against his body, I can feel myself getting closer to an orgasm.

  A moan slips from my mouth and he begins to move me faster until I can't hold back another second. I can't stop the loud cries as I lose it in his arms. It takes minutes of me trembling until I'm pulled back into the reality of him fucking me still.

  "Fuckkkk, Blade."

  "You feel so good like this. That sweet pussy wrapped around my dick, clenching it each time I pull back. I could fuck you all night." I'm not going to argue. Please do. Please fuck me just like this all night. His plan is working, because right now I'm not thinking of one fucking thing, except his dick. His dick inside me. Rendering me at a loss for words.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Blade

  She feels so fucking good on my dick. I want to make her forget all the bad and just take me in. I want to exhaust her beyond comprehension and make her sleep like a fucking baby all night long and her only dreams be about me and how good I fucked her. I work hard to hold back. One isn't good enough. She needs so many more.

  I pull her drenched hair into my grip and slide my mouth over hers again. I don't normally kiss when I fuck. I guess I'm fucked up. What's good enough for my dick should be good enough for my mouth, but that's not the case with most of my fucks. I just can't bring myself to give that part of me to many of them. In fact, Six is the first one in years.

  "Are you watching? Look down and watch my dick as it disappears inside you. It's fucking. Sexy."

  "Oh. Godddd. Blade. I'm going again." She moves her hands over her tits and presses them together as I fuck her through another one. She pushes her hips toward me, tightening up her whole body.

  "That's right. See how fucking good this is. Remember me, Six. Remember this." Her nipples perk up when she orgasms. I'll have to watch the rest of her body on the next one.

  I let her slide down to her feet and pour soap on my hands to finish washing her entirely, making sure my hands touch her everywhere. I spend extra time between her legs and at her ass. The soap helps my finger slide right in, making my dick so fucking jealous.

  "Let's move to my bed." I step out of the shower, toss her a towel, then grab one myself for a quick dry. Not wasting any more time, I lead her to my bed. She's standing with me at the foot of it, so I turn her around and use my hand to lead her to bend over. That ass is so damn sexy. I have to go for this. I run my fingers over her ass, entering my middle finger when it crosses.

  "I want to fuck you right here, Six. Can you handle me?" Sliding it in and out, I wait for her response. She inhales sharply, then sways her hips from side to side, allowing me to enter multiple times. She moves her knees onto the bed too, then lowers her hips so she's at the perfect height.

  I enter her slowly, inching my way in with each thrust. Her moaning makes me want to fuck her faster, but I'm not here to tear her up. I want to make this good for the both of us. Rolling my hips forward and gripping hers, I fuck her. I fuck her until we're both releasing simultaneously. Damn, she's so fucking perfect.

  I collapse on the bed next to her. Tucking her against my chest, I try to catch my breath, knowing I'm going to need it. I plan to do that again very soon.

  She closes her eyes and I can tell she's about to fall asleep already. I brush my fingers over her back until I can feel her relax completely.

  What am I going to do with her? She's not supposed to be this perfect. She's my sister's best friend. She's the little girl I witnessed so many years ago. That alone should deter me, but it fucking didn't. She's twenty-one and I'm thirty-three. Twelve fucking years. She doesn't belong with me.

  So why am I thinking of how to make her safe permanently? And why are all of my thoughts including her staying with me to make that possible?

  She moves in tighter against me and I let my mind take over. I wonder what Beast found out tonight?

  I slip out from under her to get my phone. I'll never sleep if I don't hear from Beast tonight. I glance in the mirror at my back and see the scratches she left all down it. Fucking her is intense.

  Glancing at my phone, I don't see any messages or missed calls. I sit on the edge of the bed to text Beast.

  Blade: Any news?

  Beast: On my way now. We need to talk tonight. You at the house?

  Blade: Yes. I'll be here.

  I pull my jeans on, adjust my cock, and try to fix my fucking crazy hair. Shit, if I walked down there like this, they'd all know I fucked up here. Not that I give a shit about most of them. Just don't need Piper knowing all about my shit.

  "What about the guys that were with us tonight?" Her voice comes from the bed, sounding half out of it.

  "What about them?"

  "Where are they?"

  "They didn't make it. They died fighting a couple of the assholes who attacked you and Piper." She rolls over until her face is hidden in a pillow. I hear a single sobbing sound and I'm back to being ready to kill someone.

  "Six. Don't cry. I'll fix this."

  "How can you fix those two guys dying? How many lives have to be lost before they get to me?" She sits in the bed to look at me.

  "As many as it fucking takes."

  "You're not being realistic. I can't ask your guys to risk everything like that."

  "You don't have to. It's what we do. They died protecting what I asked them to. They died protecting the club. They will be honored highly for that."

  "Does honor pay their family's bills?"

  "Their families will be taken care of for life. I'll be sure of that." She lays back down. I know that doesn't replace their lives, but I can't bring them back. Taking care of their loved ones is all I can do.

  "I have to meet Beast. He's on his way here. Will you be ok up here until I'm done?"

  "Yes."

  "I want you to stay here in my bed." I'm not finished with her. Not even close. I lean in to kiss her. Not sure what the fuck just made me do that, but I did. "I'll be back as soon as I can."

  "I'll be here."

  I leave her in my bed, hoping that Beast has the information we need. I open the door to the ground level of the club and see my sister behind the bar making drinks for a few of the guys.

  Beast isn't here yet, so I take a spot next to the bar and watch her interact with my guys. She's serious about the drinks she's making. I watch her hand out multiple fruit pussy drinks to my guys and then watch them pretend to love them.

  "Here's one for you, big brother."

  "Nah, I'm good."

  "I know you are... but drink the drink, Evan. It'll do you good after that run you just had." I'm not even responding to her. What the fuck, does she have a monitor on my ass?

  "Makes me proud. My brother knows how to please the ladies. Boys, take notes. You never know when you'll get the chance to show off your moves."

  "Fuck off with that. These guys don't stand a chance in hell at you."

  "Evan. Don't be such a downer. I see a few that I'd love to see a little more of."

  "Piper. Not tonight. I'm ready to kill someone right now. Please don't make one of my guys pay the price of you tormenting the fuck out of me."

  She moves in close, facing me at the bar. "Chill. I'm just playing. Besides, I think they're all gay. I can't get a single one of them to talk to me." Good.

  "Beast is coming and Six is upstairs. Depending on what he tells me, I may have to leave. If I do, I want you both to stay here. I'l
l leave Switch here with you both."

  "Ohhhh, goody. I love that one." She's excited to hear it'll be him. Just tolerate her. Take a deep breath and let her shit slide off. That's what I have to work on. I just can't take everything so serious with her.

  "In all seriousness, is she doing ok? I want to go up there and check on her, but wasn't sure if you left her alive or not after all that screaming."

  "Do you enjoy knowing all about my sex life?"

  "I do. It's what best friends do. We cheer the other on. There's nothing better than getting fucked so good it makes you sound like you might be getting killed. I mean shit, I didn't know whether to stay down here and hide or run up the stairs to save her."

  "Well, just wait ‘til later. And... don't come save her from my bedroom. You won’t want to see that shit."

  "I won’t. Damn. My brother and my best friend. Who would've thought?"

  "Don't go having us married in your little head. We're just fucking."

  "I know. Fucking is better than marriage, from what I hear anyway."

  "I'll never know."

  "You will too. Don't say that." I hear the door open and see Beast walk in. Walking over to him, I meet Switch and Trap as I reach him.

  "Let's go to the chapel." We follow him, sitting in our seats when we enter.

  "I have one of the guys." I stand, instantly ready to kill a mother fucker.

  "Let me finish." I slowly sit, not sure I need to hear any additional information. "The club had security cameras in the alley. I got the owner to give them to me instead of the police. I told him we'd take care of the trash and he nodded. We got a good visual on all of them. We're going to get the other two now. We'll be meeting the guys at the yard. They're bringing them in for questioning. I figured you'd want to be there."

  "You're fucking right I'll be there. I'll be doing the damn questioning before I slice their fucking throats open." I'm enraged. I don't even know who the fuck they are, but that's irrelevant. They're dead.