Viper (Bones MC 4)

by Marteeka Karland

  “Ever think I might have been hurting, too?” Darcy let out a puff of air. All the fight seemed to go out of her. “But it wasn’t me you hurt the most. It was Winter and Serilda.”

  “I didn’t do anything to them. I swear.”

  “You swear a lot, don’t you? Too bad no one believes it when you do. You knew Rayburn had planned on going to Moscow, so you knew he’d need a lot of money. Tell me why I shouldn’t believe you didn’t know he’d planned on selling Winter and Serilda into sexual slavery?”

  Donna just looked at her, either unwilling to admit she knew or unable to deny she did. It was pointless and they all knew it. “So that’s it then.” Donna scoffed. “You’re just like him.” She jerked her chin at Data. “He’s as much a killer as the rest of them. And you’re no better.”

  “They didn’t kill Rayburn, Donna. His demons finally caught up with him. If Winter wanted him dead, she’d earned the right to do it herself. But you?” Darcy shook her head. “If anyone earned the right to kill you it was Winter or Serilda. They were the ones who suffered most. I fought back the only way I knew how. I always hated Calvin for sending me off to summer camps all the time, but I suppose I need to look him up and thank him. If it hadn’t been for him, I’d have been just as bad off as my sisters.” She looked to Data. “Donna took your family away from you. With Winter and Serilda gone, I think it only fitting you be the one to decide her fate. I’m done with her.”

  Darcy turned her back on her mother and ducked her head, but not before Viper saw the sheen of tears. He took the three steps separating them and snagged her chin in his big hand, forcing her to look up at him.

  “Stay with me, Lil’ Bit. Focus on me.”

  She took a breath and nodded shakily, pursing her lips together tightly. Viper desperately wanted to pull her into his arms and take her away from all this, but he couldn’t. Not because Cain would stop him. Because Darcy would never forgive him. She needed him there, might even need him to physically remove her from the situation, but she’d never see it that way. She’d stood up and given voice to something that was obviously deeply humiliating and terrifying. She had to see the rest through to the bitter end.

  Cain raised an eyebrow at Data. He shook his head. “I have my daughter now. She’s safe, if a bit worse for wear. If she refuses to pass judgment on Donna, then I won’t either.” He nodded to his president. “I’m not sure where that leaves us.”

  “As it happens,” El Diablo said from the corner of the room near the stairs. Apparently, as El Segador had exited, El Diablo had taken his place. “I may have a solution.”

  “Of course you do,” Cain muttered. “When this is over, I’m havin’ me a talk with some fuckin’ prospects and a few patched members to boot. What the fuck are you doin’ down here? This is a closed meeting.”

  “For this very purpose,” he answered, his signature dashing smile firmly in place. “Little Donna here went along with a horrendous future for her stepdaughters. She might not have orchestrated it, but she didn’t try to stop it. In fact, she stood to profit from it as much as Rayburn did.”

  “Your point, El Diablo?”

  “Give her to me. I know of some men deprived of the company of her stepdaughters who might be willing to take her instead.”

  Donna paled. “You can’t possibly.”

  “Oh, I assure you he can,” Cain said, standing. “And it sounds like the perfect punishment. An eye for an eye, as it were.” He nodded at El Diablo, who spoke into a mic at his wrist, calling for his men.

  Donna screamed and begged until they gagged her, tying her legs and feet together and putting a bag over her head. A big man pulled her to her feet, then hefted her over his shoulder to carry her out.

  Viper could see Darcy’s distress. “If you want to stop this, now’s the time. Once they leave, it’s done.”

  “No,” she said. “I hate it, but she made her own bed. What she and Rayburn did was inexcusable. I doubt they’d have gotten justice if they’d gone through the normal system so this is the best way.”

  Viper nodded, scooping her up into his arms. “We’re done,” he told Cain. “I’ll see you later for the debriefing.”

  “No rush. See to your woman.”

  Darcy put her arms around his neck and buried her face there as he took them through the common room. Suzie saw them and ran straight to Viper.

  “Is Darcy OK?”

  “She’s fine,” Viper said, not slowing until Darcy raised her head, wiping her face with one hand.

  “Let me down, Viper.” She was quiet, but sounded more in control than she looked. He stopped, setting her gently on her feet.

  Darcy opened her arms to little Suzie. The girl had tears in her eyes. “I was afraid,” she said. “The others left and Stunner wouldn’t let me watch. I was afraid you’d left, too.”

  “I’m not going anywhere,” she said, pulling Suzie into her arms for a fierce hug. “This is my home now.”

  With a glad cry, Suzie tightened her thin arms around Darcy’s neck. “I’m so glad! You’re the best friend I ever had!” When Stunner grunted, giving the child a brows-drawn look of hurt, she giggled. “My second best friend, then.” She turned to Stunner. “I still love you best.”

  Viper put his hand on Darcy’s shoulder. He wanted to allow her time with the girl, but he knew Darcy was still fragile. She needed some time to herself. Some time to come to terms with everything that had happened over the past few weeks. “Let’s go, Lil’ Bit. I’ll bring her down first thing in the morning, Suzie. Right now, she needs rest.”

  Viper took her straight to his room, intending to run her a hot bath and spend an hour massaging her shoulders while she decompressed. Once inside with the door shut, however, Darcy took his mouth with a white-hot heat that seared away any good intentions he might have had. There was no denying her when she wanted to lose herself in his body. He was fine with it and was pleased that she looked to him when she needed something.

  She kissed him with her whole heart. No woman could not love a man and kiss him the way she was kissing him now. Every flick of her tongue brought him back to her when he knew he could have happily left her in Data’s care to deliver her mother to the doom she’d brought down on herself.

  No. Darcy needed him here. Needed him to drive the memory of what she’d just witnessed out of her mind with his body. His love.

  His love!

  Sweet God above, he truly did love her. With everything inside him. He would have gladly suffered a thousand deaths to take the pain in her life away. He wished he could have made it so she’d had her father’s protection. Had Data known about her, been a part of her life, she might have had a very different life thus far. And a different future, possibly not with him. As much as he wanted and needed her, as much as he knew he’d do anything he had to in order to keep her with him, Viper knew he’d have given everything for the opportunity and privilege to spare her the pain she’d gone through.

  “I need you,” she whimpered, pulling off his shirt to scratch her nails down his chest. Viper threw his head back, savoring the moment, the sweet pain of it.

  “You have me, Lil’ Bit.” He pulled at her clothing, needing her naked because that was what she needed. “And I’m going to worship every inch of your body.”

  Darcy made a little sound of need, her fingers wrapping around his cock before he could get his pants off completely. She sank to her knees and swallowed him down in a long, wet, greedy gulp. Viper’s knees threatened to buckle as she gripped the fronts of his thighs.

  Her mouth worked him like nothing he’d ever experienced. Her fingers dug into his skin deep around the bunching muscles of his legs. Then she slid one hand around and gripped his buttocks, gripping and squeezing in time with the sucking movement of her mouth. She didn’t let up, sucking him like she intended to make him come before she let up. Which wasn’t happening.

  OK, it might be happening.

  She looked up at him with those stunning pale blue eyes and V
iper had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep himself under control. Every muscle in his body tensed as he fought off the inevitable. Darcy had one goal in mind, and that was making him lose his Goddamned mind.

  She pumped him with one hand while urging him on with the other gripping his ass. Taking him as deep as she could. Viper actually felt the back of her throat. She didn’t pull back either. Just kept looking up at him with those gorgeous eyes of hers.

  “Let me go, baby,” he managed to croak out. “Let me go before I blow my load.”

  She just opened those eyes wider, gripping his ass tighter, taking him deeper. God almighty! How was a man supposed to fight this? How was he supposed to push her away from him when she obviously wanted this as much as he did?

  “Girl…” He gave her one last warning.

  Darcy let go of his ass and he thought she was giving him a reprieve. Instead, she dipped her hand between her legs, then raised her hand up, offering her own moisture to him. To suck while he came.

  With a vicious snarl, Viper snagged her wrist in one hand and tunneled his fingers into her silky hair, fucking her mouth while he tasted her. Before the night was out, he intended to replay this, only with his mouth between her legs. Because he was definitely coming right where he stood.

  His cock swelled between her lush lips, his balls tightening. Darcy continued to look up at him, holding him captive with her gaze and the suction of her mouth on his aching cock.

  “Can’t hold back,” he bit out. “Can’t stop! AHHHH!” Head thrown back, Viper roared to the ceiling. His seed exploded from him with such force, he was afraid she couldn’t take him. The sudden image of the ugliness she’d described earlier flashed into his mind, and he knew he never wanted to see her like that, even if it was him she was covered in. He would not do that to her, never wanted her to associate anything they did with her past. It was enough for him to regain control even in the midst of the intense pleasure she’d created in him.

  When he felt the force lessen, Viper pulled himself free of that hot, wet haven, needing to contain anything she couldn’t swallow. A few ribbons of seed dribbled down his length, but Darcy refused to give him up. She leaned in and took him in her mouth again, lapping up every drop he had to give, squeezing the head so that she milked the last of him free.

  “I don’t want to make a mess on you,” he murmured. “Let me clean up.”

  “I’m cleaning you, Viper. I want this from you, and you’re going to give it to me.”

  He barked out a laugh. Yes. He was. Anything his girl wanted, she would have. “I want you in the bed,” he finally managed to get out. “Want to suck that pretty little pussy until you come just as hard as I did.”

  “Yes,” she breathed. “I want that, too.” Darcy reluctantly let go of his cock, and he pulled her to her feet. Scooping her up into his arms, Viper took her to bed, laying her down gently before crawling between her legs. He parted her slick folds with his big fingers and just gazed at her for several moments. She was exquisite. So fucking beautiful his heart hurt.

  As he lowered his head and swiped at her with his tongue, he murmured, “Never get enough of the taste of you.” His voice was husky, needy with lust. “Want this every fuckin’ night for the rest of my Goddamned life!”

  Her pussy was sweet heaven. Nothing could ever compare with her taste, the way she gripped him when he fucked her. Nothing. Her clit throbbed under his tongue. When he slid two fingers inside her, she cried out, thrusting her hips at him, begging for more. Viper gladly obliged.

  Looking at her as she thrashed under him, thrusting her hips at him, Viper knew he’d never before seen a woman to compare to her. She was giving him everything she had, her whole self. His woman. Darcy. So Goddamned beautiful it nearly hurt to look at her. How anyone in the world could want to hurt her was beyond any reason. Right there, Viper vowed no one ever would again. He’d protect her with his fucking life.

  Viper didn’t let up until she came in a wet rush around his fingers, her cunt pulsing and milking him like she would his cock. He growled and snarled, lapping up all she had to give him and pushing her for more.

  “Mmmm.” The sound was rough and gravelly, more an animalistic growl than masculine appreciation. “I think your little pussy wants filled with my cum. Look how it’s milking my fingers.”

  “Oh, God! Viper! Yes! Do that! I want it!” Darcy looked up at him, her gaze big and round. Her eyes were glassy with lust and need, beyond reason.

  “I’m clean, baby. You know I’d never do anything to harm you. Right?”

  Her brow furrowed as she was obviously trying to understand his train of thought. “I -- oh! I am, too.” She reached for him, clutching at him until he covered her with is large frame. “I need you inside me, Viper.” Her little whimper was all the encouragement he needed.

  “You have me, Lil’ Bit,” he said before tucking the head of his cock against her pussy and surging home in one hard, sure thrust.

  Darcy cried out, wrapping her lithe legs around him to lock at the small of his back. She used that leverage to match him thrust for thrust, doing her best to urge him to move faster and faster. Sweat erupted over her skin, making them glide against each other like silk over satin.

  More than anything Viper wanted to fuck her like this forever, to keep her on the thin razor’s edge without letting her tip over into an orgasm. Realistically, he knew it was impossible, but he kept her there as long as he could. Several times, she bit him, snarling her frustration. He refused to give in to her. She threatened to unman him, but he just bit her back and growled while he fucked her, always shifting his body away from her clit as best he could so prolong the agony.

  And it was agony. A desperate attempt to both reach and stave off the ultimate pleasure like he’d never done before. Darcy was a mindless thing, writhing in his arms, her body shuddering with pleasure without ever reaching her climax. It wasn’t until tears streaked down her temples that Viper took pity on her. She was ready.

  Shifting his position just that little bit, Viper wrapped his arms tightly around her and growled one command into her ear. “Come!”

  She did.

  Her whole body tensing, Darcy screamed to the ceiling, a shrill, echoing shriek that told Viper she was obeying him. Her cunt spasmed around him, pulsing with every wave of pleasure that ruled her body. She alternately went limp then clung to him, her body worn out and unsure what it needed. Darcy looked glassy-eyed, like she was dazed and confused as to what had just happened to her, but her gaze clung to him as much as her body did.

  When she was finally still, Viper surged into her freely until he reached his own orgasm. He bared his teeth and roared as he pumped more and more cum into her. He wanted to mark her in the only way he could. Fill her with seed. Drain himself in her.

  It took long, long moments for his cock to subside. When it did, Viper thought he might die, he was so weak. He collapsed onto Darcy, his lips at her neck over her rapidly beating pulse. She still clung to him with arms and legs, her fingers tunneling in the hair at the nape of his neck and stroking a soothing rhythm. He couldn’t catch his breath, and she seemed to be breathing just as hard.

  “You OK? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

  “Never,” she gasped out. “It was so wonderful.”

  Viper lifted his head to find her lips with his, kissing her gently. The stirring of her tongue against his brought his cock back to life when he knew he had no hope of sating himself again. Not right now. Still, he swelled inside her. Her pussy gave a little squeeze around him and he chuckled.

  “My greedy little girl. Are you wanting my cock again already?”

  She shrugged, giving him a saucy grin. “Maybe. You got hard quick enough. I think you’re as greedy for me as I am for you.”

  “Damned straight,” he answered, still kissing her with lazy flicks of his tongue. He couldn’t help but thrust into her again. Just the feel of her around him was enough to make him need her. “You may end up killing me, you
know that?”

  “Death by sex?”

  He chuckled. “Yeah. Something like that. But hey, I’ll die with a smile on my face.”

  “Or my cunt on your face.” She bit his bottom lip sharply. Viper laughed, never stopping the lazy circles of his hips as he continued to fuck her. The mixture of both their cum coated his balls and inner thighs, a sensation Viper found highly stimulating under the circumstances. It was enough to make his cock pulse once again, eager for another go.

  “Or your cunt on my face,” he agreed. “Either way would be acceptable.”

  “How about we forgo the dying part and just get you to come inside me again,” she whispered, a wicked temptress in his ear. “You’re so hot inside me, Viper. I want to feel it again.”

  “Fuck,” he swore before kissing her again. This time, he thrust his tongue deep. Just like his cock thrust deep inside her pussy.

  “I love fuckin’ you, Darcy,” he admitted. “If I live to be a hundred, I’ll be fuckin’ you every Goddamned day.”

  “I love fucking you, too. Especially with your big body pinning me down like this. I’m helpless underneath you.”

  He couldn’t help but growl, the ache in his cock building with a vengeance. “Gonna fill you again, woman,” he bit out. “But you gotta take it if you want it. You gotta come for me again. Squeeze my cock with that little cunt.”

  She cried out sharply, but shook her head as if trying to fight off the rising pleasure. “Viper!” Her hands gripped his ass, urging him forward, but he meant what he’d said. He snagged her wrists and pinned them above her head, continuing to fuck her, but with more vigor now. There was no way to stop it. The aggression built in him when she tried to resist him and his body needed to dominate hers.

  “You do as I tell you,” he growled, nipping the side of her neck again. His hips snapped forward and back, fucking her harder with each stroke. “I want you to come for me. On me. Milk me so I fill you with cum, woman!”

  Her breathing became erratic, her face and neck flushing as the orgasm finally overtook her. Darcy gave another shrill scream as her body finally gave in to the orgasm she fought. When her cunt clamped down on him, Viper let her take him with her into bliss. The pleasure was raw, uncivilized, and violent in its intensity. Stars floated at the edges of his vision and he fought not to pass out. The sheer force of his ejaculation took him by surprise and he cried out with her, unable to do anything other than follow where she took him. He might have ruled her body with his superior strength, but Darcy was the one who’d dominated him. It felt right. He’d given her what she wanted, had helped her forget the ugliness of what had happened if only for a few minutes, but he was confident enough in his ability to read her that he knew he’d consumed her.