Everly held the dresser tight. It soon started to rock, the mirror pounding against the wall. Each sound made the scene hotter. Everly’s body was willing and her moans were intense. I squeezed at Everly’s chest hard. She finally moved her hands from the dresser and put them to mine. She wrestled with my fingers as I fucked her hard and fast. I let her win the small battle. She directed one hand down her body and one hand to her face.
So there I was, one hand cupping Everly’s face, fingers in her hair. It kept her gaze to me. My other hand was down at her smooth skin. I sought out her clit and pressed hard. Everly screamed and leaned forward.
I gave Everly my mouth and we kissed wildly as she started to climax again. Her pussy was so tight and warm as she throbbed against me. I felt her entire orgasm as her body ached to release pleasure and moisture. The intense feeling rolled through my own body. I quickly lost control of myself and started to thrust harder. My hands moved up and down Everly’s perfect body, feeling the warmth of her skin, the silky touch of her sweat, and I didn’t stop until I was holding her face. Both hands held her face as I thrust harder and faster. I was right there, right on the fucking edge of explosion. I opened my mouth, knowing if I dared to say something right then, it would probably be stupid and life changing.
So I just thrust harder and brought my mouth to Everly’s. Our tongues touched and I thrust one more time, deep into her body, and I started to come. I crashed forward with my entire body, hitting Everly’s body. She then crashed into the mirror. I put a fist out to brace us, just in time to hit the mirror and shatter it.
I didn’t stop coming. I didn’t stop thrusting. I didn’t stop kissing her.
I didn’t care about some fucking mirror. Not with a pussy like that, so tight, so wet, so eager and willing.
I swear I came for ten minutes. In reality, I had long since stopped but still continued to ease my way in and out of Everly’s body. Bringing her down from her own orgasm and enjoying the feel of her sex with mine.
When I finally pulled out of Everly, I took her with me. I carried her to the bed and placed her down. She sat up and looked even more beautiful. Her lips were puffy from kissing me so hard. Her breasts were heavy, nipples still hard. Her stomach breathing heavy. And the glistening touch of her pussy as she had her legs spread just enough to tease me.
“We broke the mirror,” she said.
“I don’t care.”
“That’s… what… seven years bad luck?”
I smiled and put a finger to Everly’s chin and kept her gaze to mine. “Baby, seven years of bad luck is nothing compared to what I am. If you’re worried about a broken fucking mirror, then you better start running now.”
I took my hand away and let Everly make her decision.
I never did that with chicks, man. I never. Ever. Fuck. What was wrong with me?
Everly slid back on the bed, moving slow and seductive.
She took her spot at the head of my bed and I nodded.
Little did she know that she just made the most life changing decision of her life.
10.
(Everly)
My body ached. Pleasure still moved like a drug working to turn a good high into a great one. I was weak but fought it off. I never had a man touch me like Talon had. It wasn’t fucking… it was… something else. He was so long, so thick, harder than anything that had been placed into my delicate body. It was like being opened for the first time. My breasts were sore from his hands. My nipples extra tender from his fingers and teeth.
I don’t know why, but Talon tried giving me an out. But when I thought about the broken mirror, I didn’t care. I didn’t give a shit about what waited in the world for me. If a broken mirror could cause years of bad luck, then what did the world really have in store for everyone? I’d seen dead bodies, gun fights, fists fights. But that broken mirror was not bad luck. It was a sign of something passionate. Talon’s wild body thrusting at me, throwing me into the mirror. I don’t know if it was my back or his fist that broke the mirror. But, again, I didn’t care.
He had given me a chance to leave.
Any other guy in Devil Call would have just ordered me to stay or leave. But Talon gave me an option. That should have been a red flag, right? I should have taken it as a sign to grab my clothes and go somewhere safe.
Somewhere like Layne’s room.
I had slept in Layne’s bed many nights. He would either sleep on the floor or sleep on the very edge of the bed, keeping as much distance between us as possible.
But that night, I wanted more. I wanted more of Talon.
So I moved back on the bed and sat there. Fully naked. Still turned on.
I looked at Talon’s chiseled body. He reached down and grabbed his jeans. That was all he put on himself. I leaned a little toward the edge of the bed and he put a hand out.
“No, babe, I don’t think so,” he said. “You’re not wearing a fucking thing until I tell you to do so. We have to talk.”
“Talk?”
“You saw something. I want to know what.”
“I saw… what do you mean?”
“You were on the back of Layne’s motorcycle,” Talon said. He folded his arms. “You always ride with him?”
“Not… always,” I said. “I mean, he told me to come with him. I had a rough night because of… just stuff.”
“One of the guy’s fucking you?”
I nodded. “Yes.”
Talon gritted his teeth. “I fucking hate the thought of that. The image makes me want to fucking break something.”
That turned me on. Was I really making Talon jealous somehow?
Talon climbed on top of the bed and came to me. His fingertips touched my shoulders and ran down to my breasts. When he touched my nipples, I moaned and shivered.
“You okay?”
“It hurts… just a little.”
But Talon didn’t apologize. He grinned. “You’ll get used to it soon enough.”
Ohmygod…
I was wet again. Seriously wet.
I took a deep breath and swallowed hard.
Talon’s left hand came up to my shoulder. His right hand ran down to my waist. He leaned in and kissed my forehead.
I closed my eyes and smelled him. He stunk of sex, sweat, desire, and something so powerful and manly that it made me feel like I was both in danger and safe at the same time.
Once we were comfortable and under the covers, Talon picked up where he left off. And not with his hands either.
“Where did you and Layne go?”
“Just for a ride. Then he got the call that you were getting out. He really thought you were dead, Talon. Everyone did. I mean, when Alec came in… he died right on the floor.”
“Yeah, well, if I was here, I wouldn’t have let Alec do something so dumb,” Talon said with a growl in his throat. “I lost the direction of my club, Everly. I’m going to get it back.”
“It’s been hard for Layne.”
“I know what it’s been for him.”
“But you’ve been… away…”
Talon looked at me. I knew the eyes he was giving me. The eyes that said I needed to get the fuck out of his room. So I swallowed hard and decided to keep my mouth shut.
“What did you see when you were with Layne?”
“You mean… Gabel?”
“I don’t know,” Talon said. “I’m asking you to tell me what you fucking saw.”
“Layne went near to the edge of town. A car pulled into a parking lot. It was an older car. One of those with a really big trunk. Then Gabel came next. We couldn’t see what was happening though. Layne crept forward, but then as quick as they came, they left. Gabel first, the car second.”
“Who was in the car?”
“I don’t know.”
“Tell me what he looked like.”
“Looked tall and skinny. A really big head and face. Maybe bald. I don’t know. He held the steering wheel tight and drove away fast.”
“Yeah. I think I
know who that is.”
“Who was it?”
“Drug dealer,” Talon said. “Loser guy. In and out of jail. He beat up a few people a few times. Killed some guys too back in the day. He always got away though. Could have been part of the MC if he wasn’t such an asshole with drugs. Now he’s supplying to my club.”
I swallowed again. I had something else to say. “I saw Gabel tuck something in his leather. I couldn’t see what it was though.”
“Probably what he scored,” Talon said. “Fuck. If it wasn’t enough that Hollis came to the table high as a kite. Now I have this.”
Talon was tense. He looked to the door and shook his head.
“I’m really sorry,” I whispered.
“Me too. Right now, normally, I would be out of this bed and hurting people.” Talon looked at me. “But I don’t want to leave you right now. I want to know who you are, Everly. How the fuck you got here. And what the fuck you’re doing here still.”
“There’s not much,” Everly said. “I’m just lost. I think everyone is lost in some way. There was a fight I saw. Layne and some of the guys were meeting another group. I was just minding my own business and then people drew guns. Layne came to save me and shot a man between the eyes as he tried to kill me. That’s how I ended up here. As for why I’m still here…” I put a hand flat on Talon’s rippling stomach. “You, Talon. You were some kind of mystery. People talked about you every single day. Wondering how you were doing in prison. I never found out why you went there. But you were making deals in prison. You were big, strong, tough, scary, deadly, everything. I saw a picture of you…”
“All talk,” Talon whispered.
“That’s why Layne had a hard time, I think. Because everyone still thought about you. Not that I want to start problems between you two.”
“There’s no problems,” Talon said. “You’re right where you need to be.”
Talon wrapped his arm around me and pulled me to his chest. He turned the light off and we were in the pitch black.
My hand slid up to Talon’s chest and I felt his heart beating. He touched my shoulder and then slipped down to my left breast. Gently, he cupped my breast and squeezed. His fingers sought out my nipple again, clamping and twisting. I felt my body thrusting at him instead of pulling away. I put my mouth to his rock hard shoulder and bit. I groaned.
“That’s right,” he whispered. “Pain and pleasure are all the same, babe.”
I opened my legs and pressed against Talon. I felt his jeans and wished he were naked again. Before I could make a move, I listened to the sound of Talon opening his pants. Without being told to do so, I threw my left leg over Talon and straddled him. My hands were on his shoulders as I braced for another ride.
Talon’s cock touched me and I lost my breath. He held himself with one hand. With the other, he grabbed my ass and forced me down hard on him. He slammed into me with a passionate force. I threw my head back and let out a cry. Talon put his hands to my waist and guided me. Up and down. As hard and as fast as he needed from me. The room was pitch black so there was no chance of seeing anything. I could only feel.
And feel I did.
My nails clawed at his shoulders as he thrust up and pulled me down. Each thrust was deep, thorough, and slow. I listened to the sound of my wetness and his thick cock coming together, over and over. The giving of my body and the slaps of our bodies together.
Holyfuckinghell…
The orgasm came at me like an instant fire. My breasts were bouncing, my nipples still tender, still aching. I wanted Talon to touch them - maybe even hurt me a little again - but because he didn’t, it added to the pleasure.
As I continued to come, I rocked my hips back and forth as hard as I could. Talon pulled me down and held me there, his cock buried as deep as it could be inside me. I moved my hips, harder than before, wanting every part of Talon inside me.
Talon let out a groan, a hiss, and his hands came up my back. One hand went to the back of my neck and he pulled me down. I continued to rock on him as he reached his climax. The pulses of his body made me moan, but it was the taste of Talon’s mouth when he brought me down to kiss him that made me come again. I had never come like this before. Back to back orgasms like this. The waves of pleasure crested as though my body was nothing more than a vicious hurricane. All led by the touch and fuck of Talon.
He thrust at me even after I stopped rocking my hips. I could feel myself full… of everything… and I liked it. We kissed for a few minutes before Talon touched me just below my breasts and moved me off him. I fell to the bed and couldn’t control myself as I shook.
Talon placed a hand on my belly and the other on my face. He moved the hair away from my face and he breathed against my cheek.
“I hope you realize this means I’m taking my claim,” he whispered. “That means nobody else can fuck you. Nobody else can touch you. Nobody else can want you… or even so much as fucking look at you. If they do, Everly, I will kill them.”
I nodded and whispered, “Okay. Yes.”
This was what I’ve always wanted. To be claimed by one of the guys in Devil Call MC. That meant protection. That meant a bed to sleep in every night. That generally meant the same guy to fuck. It was up to Talon to decide what happened with my body from now on. The mystery of a man in a picture and stories that floated around the clubhouse was now a stake of reality. A jolt of reality that had gone through my head, my heart, and my pants.
My eyes grew heavy as Talon held me tight.
Just before I fell asleep, one lingering though came to me…
What about Layne? What about the man who cared for me for so long and wanted nothing in return? What about my feelings for him?
11.
(Talon)
I woke the next morning with a beautiful fucking woman on my chest. I looked around the room, remembering that I wasn’t in a prison cell anymore. I looked down at Everly as she slept. I reached down and moved the hair from her face. She slept with her lips slightly parted. It fucking turned me on. Really bad.
Everything about her turned me on.
Part of me wondered if it was just the nonsense of coming out of prison that had me so hard all the time. But it wasn’t that. Everly was beautiful. Inside and out.
I slowly pushed the covers off my body and realized I never zipped and buttoned my jeans from the night before. That made it even more convenient for the morning. I reached into my jeans and pulled out my cock and stroked myself once. I was fucking hard and my hand was not going to be a friend this morning.
I shook Everly a few times. “Wake up, babe.”
Everly let out a purring sigh. It made me throb. She started to move and when she saw my cock, her head popped up. She looked back at me and gave a nod. I wasn’t going to tell her what to do with it.
A second later, Everly attacked me with the passion I wanted. Her lips eased over the tip of my cock and came down slowly. Painfully slow, making me want to thrust into her mouth and spill everywhere. She placed her hand at the root of my erection and left it there. Her tongue then ran down the side of my shaft. She came right back up and hurried down again. Everly amazed me at how quick she worked herself into a perfect rhythm. She used her right hand to move her hair out of the way, giving me a chance to watch her suck me. Fully naked, I had the pleasure of looking at Everly’s body. The way her breasts dangled and bounced as she moved up and down. The curve of her ass and knowing where it all led. I reached out and touched her ass, my fingertips cutting between her cheeks and exploring down and around. I grazed her forbidden hole and found her pussy a second later. I pressed two fingers at her and she groaned, her mouth full of my cock.
That felt damn good.
I thrust up at her and hissed.
Everly started to move faster. I opened my legs a little more and watched beautiful Everly as she worked so perfectly, working wonders to bring me to orgasm. I dug my fingers into her pussy a little deeper and I twisted them. She groaned again and I felt my
self right, ready to explode. Feeling wild in the morning - knowing damn well it was going to be a deadly day - I pulled my fingers from her pussy and sought out her other hole. I pressed my middle finger to Everly. Her own wetness helped to allow me to force my finger into her.
When I did, Everly opened her mouth and groaned. She then closed her lips and moved up and down again.
That’s when I lost it.
I felt my orgasm rush up through my shaft and release into her mouth. Everly came down hard on my cock and held there, accepting me. Her hand at the base of my shaft squeezed and started to gently pump, making sure there nothing to waste.
“Fuck,” I hissed as she kept sucking me.
I took my finger from her body and then gripped her ass tight.
When I stopped coming, Everly kept moving up and down. So slow. So good. So perfect. She pulled off my cock, swallowed, and then looked at me.
“Fuck, babe,” I said.
“Good morning,” she whispered.
I grinned and nodded. “Hurry up and get ready. We’re grabbing something to eat and then it’s down to business.”
“Business?” Everly asked.
She was on her knees. Her naked body distracted me from everything I needed to get done. Her breasts were creamy and just hanging there. Her rosy nipples looked a little more comfortable than after what I had done to them last night. I looked to the beauty of her pussy, wanting to taste it and fuck it again. And again.
“You’re going to help me with something.”
“I am?”
“You’re going to show me where that drug deal was done.”
“Drug… oh. Gabel and that guy?”
“Yeah,” I said. “I want to see where it happened. And I fucking hoping he’s there.”
“Who? Gabel or the guy?”
I threw my legs from the bed and stood up. I tucked my cock away and zipped my jeans. “I don’t give a fuck. I’m taking care of this right now.”
Everly scrambled from the bed. She looked so good standing there, naked and now nervous. Her nipples were getting hard. Her hands looked shaky. And she seemed oddly comfortable just standing naked in front of me.
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