He licks and bites my nipple and then he releases his grip on my hair. He runs his hand down and finds my other nipple, pinching and twisting it rather hard as he bites the other. I’m totally amped up and so excited. I want this man to take me fast and hard.
After a few minutes of pinching, licking, and biting my nipples, he pulls his lips away. He pulls his cock out of his leathers, and yes, he’s totally commando under them. His cock is massive. I think he’s the biggest man I’ve ever seen.
Rogue picks me up and walks me to his bedroom. He drops me on his bed and turns on his iPod. The speakers come alive with Mudvayne’s “Scream with Me.” It seems like a prelude of things to come. I shudder as fear and trepidation set in deep in my bones. I’m not sure if I am playing with fire.
Rogue looks at me. “Strip. Now.” He’s really scary now. I get up on my knees and pull my dress down over my hips, leaving me in only my red lace panties. He nods. “Panties!”
Fuck, he really is a Neanderthal. One word commands? Who does that shit? And with that sexy Russian accent. It’s making me wet! I love it when a man goes all Dom on me. But I sometimes like to top a guy when they least expect it. I did that once to Ryder’s brother Ziggy and he couldn’t look me in the eye for a week after that. Deep down, I know he loved it. But Rogue, he’s just not that kind of guy.
I push my panties down over my hips, and I stand on the bed, letting them drop to my feet. I step out of them, and fall to my knees and put my hands face down on my thighs and look down. Rogue pulls out a tube of lube from his nightstand.
I keep my eyes lowered as I speak to him. “Please, Sir, it’s been a very long time since I’ve enjoyed the pleasure of man in my ass. Would it be possible to start out slow and prepare me for your huge cock? Please, Sir.” I continue with the submissive presentation. He stands staring at me. I can feel those eyes on me.
“I will not coddle you like a child getting a cavity filled. I’m going to take that ass and, if you want to come, it’s up to you to get there on your own. I’ve waited too many years to have you, kotik moya. I can’t take the time to please and hold you. I am not going to make love to you. I am going to fuck you, dirty. It’s how I am. I don’t love; I fuck.”
I swallow hard, and slowly raise my head and look at him. He reaches over and pulls me to the end of the bed, and puts me on my hands and knees. I assume the position.
Rogue spreads my cheeks and I feel something wet hit my skin. As he’s lubing my ass, he begins to push his fingers in and spread me open. Oh thank God, he’s preparing me first.
“Relax, kotik moya. You’re too tense. If you relax, it will be more pleasurable for you.”
He inserts a second and then a third and plunges in and out to stretch me. I relax and rock back and forth on his fingers. Oh yeah, I can feel it starting to build deep inside my core. He removes his fingers, and I think he’s going to slowly take me, but I get a shock from behind.
Smack… smack. I feel a burning sting on my cheeks of my ass. I lift and turn my head to look back at him; the motherfucker is stroking his massive beast of a cock while he’s spanking me. He’s lost in his own thoughts and fuck me if he ain’t totally turned on. Just the sight of the lust on his face is exciting me down to my inner core. SMACK…SMACK.
He lets go on my ass again. God, yes, I’m becoming wetter with each smack of his hand against my tender skin. I start to rock against him and moan. I’m so into this.
I feel Rogue start to push the tip of his cock into my tender hole then he makes a reach around me and starts to circle my clit with his lubed finger. Oh, Jesus! This feels so fucking good. As I rock further into him, he sinks deeper inside of me and continues his assault on my clit. After Rogue is fully seated deep inside of me, he reaches up with his other hand and wraps my hair around it. He tightens his grip and increases the tempo of our fuck dance. My body shivers as I feel an orgasm building deep within me.
His speed increases and he slams his body into mine. The sweat drips down my back and I can feel how wet his front is with each slam. My orgasm is almost at a crescendo. He slams into me one more time and pinches my clit, hard. That’s all it takes to push me over the edge of unadulterated ecstasy.
I arch my back and scream louder than I’ve ever heard myself scream during sex. I feel Rogue stiffen up behind me and I his cock pulsates inside of me. He’s rocking back and forth with a death grip on my hair, but the pain of it feels so good to me. He slowly releases his grip on my hair after a minute and slides himself out, lying back on the bed, exhausted. I join him. If I smoked, I’d definitely need one about now. That was the best orgasm that I’ve ever experienced. Ever!
As we lie there, the next song on his iPod play list comes on; it’s Buckcherry’s “Crazy Bitch.” We both look at one another and end up in a fit of laughter. How fitting! Rogue gets up and throws my dress and panties at me.
“Get dressed. We are done here, kotik moya.”
Wow, how romantic of you caveman. I head to his bathroom to clean up and dress. After I’m finished, I walk back into his bedroom. He’s gone. I figure he’s downstairs. I sneak down and notice he’s on the phone. He’s speaking in Russian. The only words I understand are Ryder and Prez. This man is for real.
I gain my resolve and tell myself that I am a hundred percent on board for the good of my own life. Ryder and Prez have to go to ground and Rogue has to gain control of the club or my life will go to shit if I’m caught in the middle of this. Rogue sees me standing there, quickly ends his call, and watches me.
He makes me nervous. I don’t think that he trusts me. I walk over to him, put my hands on his chest, and lean into him. “I’m sorry that I never really noticed you all those years ago. I was wrong to let Ryder claim me. I realize now how much you wanted me. I am yours if you still want me.”
He looks me up and down again. Will I ever get used to his intense perusal of my body? Probably not, but I have to get this man to trust me. “Kotik moya, I’ve wanted you for a long time now. Yes? I made a promise to that zhopa, Ryder, that I would have you and here you are.”
He takes me in his arms, squeezes me tight, and then kisses the top of my head. I think we just made a connection. Well, good enough of a connection for a woman and a Neanderthal. “Time to go, kotik moya. I have things to take care of. Go home to your son and wait for my call.” He kisses me long and hard and I walk out to my car and wonder to myself, what the hell have I gotten myself into?
****
Faith
“Faith, I have told you before several times. I love you and I would never hurt you. Just trust me, please. Our lives are entwined and I want to be a different person because of you. I love the person I am when I’m with you. I felt lost before I met you but since then I am no longer lost. I have found my true self because of you. And I want to thank you for that, I will love you for the rest of your life because of that.” I see him reach into his jeans pocket and he pulls out a simple white gold band with a little chunk of diamond on it.
“Will you do that, will you love me the rest of your life? Will you spend the rest of your life with me?” He looks up at me while he takes my hand into his.
“Are you sure that’s what you want to do?”
He nods his head yes.
“Ryder, just like you, I was lost. I had lost myself after my world was shattered by my past and my choices. You accepted me for me, regardless of how fucked up I am, and I’ve fallen head over heels in love with you.”
I stop for a second and cock my eyebrow as I realize something. “Wait a second.”
“I think you’re just now realizing why I was up the other night?” I nod slightly. “I woke up early and had a talk with your brothers and your father. I told them that you’re my soul mate. I would put my life on the line for you; all choices that I make, I will keep you foremost in my mind when I make them. You have brought out a Ryder that I thought was lost.”
I put my hand forward and he slips the ring on my finger and then kisses it.
“Thank you, babe. I love you and I promise to try to give you the life you deserve.” He takes my face in his hands and kisses me passionately.
“I love you, too.” Tears run down my face. “I will see you when you get home in a week.”
****
“Faith, Faith. Wake up, Faith.” I hear my brother’s voice, but it sounds so distant. “Faith, come on now, damn it. Snap to it.” I can hear him talking to someone in the distance.
My eyes snap open. “What the hell are you hitting me for, asshole?” I ask as I start rubbing my eyes. What the hell just happened? The last thing I remember is Ziggy calling and telling me that Ryder is in jail. Oh shit! Ryder is in fucking jail; what the hell did he do to end up there? Oh shit, what am I going to do now? I start to do a little mental freak-out and wonder how much Will knows..
“What? What do you know?” I slowly sit up; my stomach feels a little like it’s just swimming around in my body. “I know when you’re hiding something. So you better spill your guts or so help me God, if you ever bring home a girl I will tell her every embarrassing thing about you.”
“What are you, twelve? Not going to happen. You need to stay away from Ryder and all of his little buddies. There is something going on there, Faith, and I don’t want you mixed up in that shit. You told me before that he is a biker; they are bad news.” Here comes the father figure in Will.
“Fuck off; you’re not my dad. I have a dad and he happens to approve of Ryder. You can go piss up a rope. I could care less what you think; I don’t need your approval.” I start to stand up and I get dizzy and kind of stumble backward a little bit. “Whoa!” I grip the table next to my bed.
“I worry about you, Faith. He’s seen things, done things. I don’t know if you’re ready to go to the places that he is going to take you. I worry that something is going to happen to you and we aren’t going to be there to protect you. If you’re in Kentucky and we’re here on the farm, how are we supposed to help you? Fuck protecting you. You need your family, Faith.”
“What the hell did Ziggy tell you? What is so bad all of a sudden that you don’t like Ryder and that he is the worst person in the world?” I start to feel lightheaded again and decide to take a seat on my bed again to try to get my bearings. “Will, I beg of you. If you know something, please tell me; I can’t do this. I am not this person. I don’t just sit and wait on people, but I love him.” I start to sob and laugh at the same time. “I fucking love this man and here he is again, breaking my fucking heart.”
“Will! Faith! Get in here now!” Nate yells from Daddy’s room. Will is up in about two seconds and out the door. It takes me a second to respond and, when I stand up, I feel as if I stood up too fast again.
Walking into my father’s room feels very surreal. I had no idea what I was walking into; I thought that I was going to have more time with him. My stomach drops into my feet when the beeping of the machines pierces my ears and I focus in on the nurse inserting the needle into my dad’s IV. Morphine. She’s giving him more.
“How much is he on now?” It sounds more like a pleading question then a casual one. “Someone answer me! Don’t ignore me!”
“He is on fifteen cc’s every thirty or so minutes. I need you all to listen to me very carefully, since I have the three of you together. I think you should all take your time and say goodbye.” My breath catches in my throat and my brothers turn to look at me. “Miss Faith, you don’t look too well. Sit down. I’ll get you some juice.”
****
I sit for what seems like hours, tears staining my eyes as I listen to my brothers tell my father that they will look after the farm, his legacy, and me. How they won’t let things fall apart and that they love him so much. The only response they get is a few hand squeeze every once in a while.
“Well, old man. I know you are gonna be with momma again, so you tell her we love her and that we will see each other later. Love you, ol’ man.” Will leans over and kisses our father’s forehead. His eyes flutter open.
“I love you boys, too. You take care of your sister.” Then his eyes close again and Will turns to me. “You ready, Faithie? I will give you some time unless you want me to stay in here with you?” he asks.
“You can stay if you want; it’s up to you.” I shrug and stand up. I am not as light headed as I was a few hours ago. I shuffle over to my father’s bedside and sink into the chair next to him. Grabbing his hand, I can feel how cold and fragile he is.
“Daddy, can you hear me? It’s me: Faith Anne.”
“Yes, I hear you baby.” Turning his head, he looks me in the face. “You are so beautiful, Faith. You look just like your momma. She is so proud of you; she told me. She’s been watching over you your whole life. Told me that I did a bang up job raising you and your brothers. She just wishes that she could have been here to put her stamp on your life.” He starts to wheeze and cough a little bit.
This broken shell of a man raised me. It has been him and me against the world my whole life. How am I going to make it without him? He has been the major support system in my life, besides my brothers. He’s been the breadwinner and supplier of this family since it started when Will was born.
What am I going to do? I am going to have no one who truly understands me. Ryder is who knows where and I am not sure if or when I will see him again. My brothers aren’t too much help emotionally either. I feel my father squeeze my hand again.
“Daddy? Do you have to go? What am I going to do without you? Who am I going to call when I need to feel that I’m loved? Nothing else in the world matters but knowing that I have you in my life, I would trade everything that I have in my life right now for you to stay in it with me.” I start to sob.
“Squirt, you are my most cherished item in life.” He strokes the back of my head to smooth down my hair. “I am proud of all my kids, but you, Faith. I am so goddamn proud of you. You have grown into the most amazing woman, and you have found the love of your life. And just to let you know, I gave him my full permission to marry you.” He starts to wheeze a little so he closes his eyes and takes a few deep breaths.
His eyes roll a little bit and he gives my hand a squeeze and then releases it. Bringing his hand up to my face, I can feel how cold he is and the tears start to flow again. Oh God, it is really happening.
“Marry him, Faith; say yes to him. With love comes heartache; with true love comes bullshit. Ryder will take care of you; just remember to take care of him also.” He opens his eyes and turns his head towards me and I can see the tears run down his cheek when he turns his head. I have never seen my father cry. It is a sight that will stick with me for the rest of my life; it’s like my brain took a mental picture of that exact moment and it is etched into my psyche.
I reach up, cup my father’s hand with mine, and lean into our hands. “I love you, Daddy.”
Looking at the man that was my first love, my first best friend. He was the best father that a girl could have asked for.
“You are my greatest accomplishment, Faith Anne. Be true to yourself and be true to your desires. You only live once; don’t forget that you’re worth everything good in this world. I love you.” He pulls my hand down to his cold chapped lips and kisses the back of my hand.
“Sleep, Daddy. You need rest. I will see you later. Okay?” Saying these words is the hardest thing I have ever had to do but I have seen in movies that when people die in them that they give words of encouragement to the dying. I hear the machines all start to alarm around me. There is one in particular alarm that I have heard on several of the romance movies that I have watched. I look up and see that the heart monitor has flat lined, as the nurse slowly comes walking in.
“Will? Would you like me to..”
“You will not fucking touch him. Just unhook these fucking machines, find my little brother, and tell him that he needs to get his ass back up here now. I need help dealing with this shit!” Will snarls at her.
She walks over to the machines and starts fli
pping switches and one by one the alarms and machines hooked to my father go silent. It is a very surreal feeling, going from a constant hum to no sound at all. Everything is turned off, and she hurries from the room to go find Nate as Will and I are left in the room with our father’s lifeless body.
“Goodbye, Daddy. I love you.” I sob as I hold his hand, lower my head to the bed again, and start to sob even harder.
Chapter 7 -
Faith
It’s been a miserable week. First, I come to Alabama and find out that Ryder was arrested and is now in with the Russians, and then right after that happens, my daddy passes away. How is that for some shitty luck? Well, to be the topping on the fucking cake, I still don’t know where Ryder is and I am alone, horribly fucking alone. My brothers have been lumps on a log since Daddy passed. Every time I walk upstairs, I stop and look in his room; the hospital bed is still where it was before and nothing else has changed. None of us wants to move anything; I think we’re all hoping that it is just a very bad dream.
I start to walk across the landing at the top of the stairs when I hear the doorbell. I keep walking across the landing toward my room and the door rings again. Ugh, is neither one of the boys going to snap out of his stupor? I huff my way down the stairs and drag my feet across the floor to the door, reaching for the knob to open the door the bell rings again.
“Yeah!” I say as I rip open the door. Standing in front of me is Peggy Sue; in her arms is a little bundle of baby. Probably no more than three weeks old.
“Faith, I know I am probably the last person in the world you want to see, but we’ve known each other way too goddamn long for me not to be here right now. You’re like a sister and he was like a father to me. I’m so sorry for what you’re going through.”
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