by Xyla Turner
"Yeah, you're on my lap though."
She nodded and I let her go so she could finish cooking the food.
Once I finished feeding the both of us, I continued to rub on her stomach and finally broke the silence and said, "Okay, so you're a dreamer."
She nodded her head and replied, "Yes, it sort of runs in my family. My mom and her mom were dreamers. We can dream about something and it will come true days or even years later. Usually something is off about the dream, like the place, the timing or even little things that may seem insignificant." She sighed. "Anyway, it's good and bad sometimes."
"How so?"
"The dreams aren't always good. You know?" She looked at me. "It's like with Haz coming for Jeb and me. All I heard was a shot and saw blood. In my head that meant one of us was going to die. I didn't know if it meant him, but see, either way it wasn't good. I don't like waking up to that shit."
"You ever dream about me?" I asked. “Before we got together, I dreamed about you all the time.”
Her face turned and I quickly brought it back in my direction.
"Tell me. I can handle it."
"Bear, promise me you won't freak out?" she asked.
"Sweetheart, I don't freak out." My eyes leveled with hers.
She blew out a sharp breath and said, "One and a half years ago, I had a dream and before me stood two paths. One was filled with lights and a big city and the other was filled with woodland and a big grizzly bear sitting under the tree. I decided to walk down that path because the bear intrigued me. As I walked past, he looked sad, as if he was stuck there, even though he was free. He watched me walk down the path and then it turned to night and all of a sudden, I saw two wolves. Their eyes glowed in the dark, a bright yellow, and the closer they came to me, the bigger they seemed to get. Then, they suddenly stopped and ran away. When I turned to find out what stopped them, I saw the bear standing on two feet because he had been following me. I kept walking and things kept coming but the bear served as my guardian. Then I reached my destination; it was a door and it was filled with people. As I walked through, the only face I saw was yours. When I turned, the bear was gone, but your face was the only one that I remember."
She stopped talking and searched my eyes.
"So, that's why you chose me?" I clarified.
"Partially," she corrected. "You're just, I don't know. Bear. I mean, one you were the only familiar face I knew from the dream and two, it was this connection. I can't explain it. I felt drawn to you. Not sure if it was because you reminded me of the sad bear sitting and not running the forest like he should or if it was because you just are who you are. You're not young and figuring your life out, you have your shit together and I admire that about you. It's not something that comes with age. I've seen people who are older than you and still lost. That's just who you are and those are the kind of people I want to be around. I don't care that your forty-seven. I'm going to be thirty soon. I don't care, Bear."
I had that feeling in my chest again. It was warm and spreading. My forehead hit hers as I kissed her lips.
"My own personal heaven, since my life has been hell. Parents were bitter, raised us to be and the cycle continued. Had a wife who left me because I wouldn't change. Had a sub because I figured if everything was on my terms, I could control what I lacked control of, including women. Don't get me wrong, I like the lifestyle but I don't need it with you. Don't want to control you, sweetheart. Just want to be with you." I sighed. "I had a daughter with my first wife, her name was Grace. She was one beautiful little girl and she lived to the age of three."
Dessy gasped as her eyes watered.
"No, Bear," she murmured.
I looked up to the ceiling and exhaled, "She died of cancer and we made sure she went pain free and at peace. I couldn't control it, you see. Crazy thing is, for a while I did sit under an oak tree outside of our house and thought of taking my life many a times. Marie eventually left me because my depression had spiraled out of fucking control. Then my brothers found me, about to turn a bar inside out and instead of beating the shit out of me, the old Manor president, Tank, brought me in. Taught me about the brotherhood and since then I've been a faithful member. Even when the leadership changed, I remained there because they are the real deal. But I was still stagnant, not running in the forest like you said, until you. Like the dream, you gave me purpose, someone to protect, fight for, be with, and companionship. Something I never thought I'd have." I chuckled. "That dream was spot on, sweetheart. I'd follow you wherever you went. I'm going to."
"Honey, I'm so sorry about your daughter. Why don't you have any pictures or her? We have to get some things around your house to remember her by. Where is she buried? Do you go visit her?" Dessy started peppering me with questions about my deceased daughter.
"Did you hear me?" I asked. "I said your dream was right."
"Yes, I know, Bear." She smiled the smile that I’d been missing. "You're my own personal grizzly bear."
Her fingers pulled on my ears as she kissed my nose, then my cheek and finally my lips. I deepened the kiss because the words she spoke to the townie played back in my memory.
I'll stick with my bear.
Goddamn.
She pulled back and asked, "Is Carol really moving out?"
"Yes," I laughed.
"Okay." She shook her head. "Dream or no dream, I wasn't going back to that."
"I wouldn't ask you to either." I nuzzled her nose. "Sorry you had to go through that. I wish I would have known earlier. She is moving out today, though."
"How do you feel about that?" Dessy asked me.
"I'm good with it. Not sure why she's in town in the first place, but the plan was never to stay with me permanently. She fucks with you, that is fucking with me. Can't have that."
I thought about our last conversation.
After I told her that she would be staying at Shiz's place, she nodded and said, "You chose her, huh?"
"Her?" I repeated. "Dessy. Yeah. She's going to carry your nieces and nephews. Going to be a permanent fixture in my life. You want to be a part of that, Carol? I suggest you put whatever shit you have to the side and move on. That woman means everything to me and if you can't get with that, then you won't."
She nodded, which ended our discussion.
"You know what I want?" Dessy turned to straddle me.
"Let me guess." I laughed. "It has one eye, hard as a brick and will have you calling me daddy."
"Yes, that, but the question is where do I want it?" She raised an eyebrow.
"You want me to have everything?" I held her tighter.
"Oh yeah," her pink tongue snuck out to rub against her lips. "But I need a shower first."
Fuck me.
Picking her up, I noted the time and took her to the bathroom, so we could shower and fuck. Since we were already wet, I started the prep in there, with one then two of my fingers in her ass. When we finally graduated to three, she erupted around my cock.
Grabbing the lube from the drawer, I poured it on her butt so that some could slide down her crack.
"You ready, sweetheart?" I asked.
"Yes," she purred. "I'm ready."
"Hold your cheeks open for me, Dessy." I lined my dick up to her puckered hole. "Relax sweetheart. Just relax. Daddy won't hurt you."
Her chest went further down as her fingers spread over her ass. It looked like a picture I wanted to remember forever.
"Relax," I coaxed her as I pushed in. "Relax, Dessy."
I pushed in some more, then out and back in further. My dick was in but it hadn't passed that threshold that held my goal.
"Baby, rub your clit for me with one hand."
My hand held her other cheek as she started to rub her nub.
"Fuck," she breathed.
"Keep rubbing it, baby." I pushed some more, pulled out and boom, I passed it as she wailed loudly.
I stopped because this was the hardest part. It burned and that shit could hurt.
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sp; "Don't stop," she said. "I want you to have it."
Fuck.
My hips started to move as I applied more lube until I was sliding in and out of her ass. Dessy's moans were spurring me on.
"Yes, like that," she kept saying. "Fuck my little ass hole."
My girl was wild and I fucking loved it.
"Dessy, I'm cumming, baby." I grunted. "Where you want it?"
"Right there!" She started shaking her ass around my dick.
I slapped it and growled, "Ride me home, baby."
My girl gyrated and shook her ass all over my cock like a damn porn star. At one point, I think I was hyperventilating but that was because I was about to coat her other walls for the first time.
Bringing her up, with my hand on her neck, I kept fucking her ass and whispered, "I love this."
She tilted her head back, so it was on my shoulder and said, "I love you."
My fingers found her mouth and put them inside as I came in her tight ass.
"Holy fuck," I moaned my release.
We ended up back in the shower since she had to go to work in thirty minutes. Dessy said she felt like she was walking funny or with her ass in the air, so I reminded her that was for marking me that day. She laughed and went to work so I could go handle my shit at the compound.
All was well with the world again, except when I went in, nobody was inside. That meant, they were in the chamber room, which meant something happened. I looked at my phone and saw the emergency line had called forty-five minutes ago.
Fuck.
When I went inside, all heads turned to me.
"Sorry, I just saw the line had called."
"It's fine. We'll catch you up since you're very much a part of this crisis now." Razor nodded as I took my seat near the front of the table.
Razor continued talking, "Everybody has their orders, the executive council needs to stay back. Meeting adjourned."
What the fuck?
7
Watching Us
Dessy
My ass hurt like a bitch, but oh my God, that was sexy as fuck. I wanted to do it again. Jax noticed that I was walking a little weird and asked, "Bear, put that hot shit on ya, huh?"
"Yes, he did." I laughed as I went to my locker to put my stuff inside.
There was a brown, crinkled up paper bag inside that I hadn't put in there. I checked to see if it was my locker and it was. I went to open the bag and saw it contained some balled up napkins inside but it had weight to it. Turning the bag upside down, the objects dropped on the bench and the napkins unraveled. I bent down to get a better look at what it was and jumped back, screaming at the top of my lungs.
There were two small yellow eyes with the veins still attached.
Jax came running in and saw what it was and yelled, "Oh, shit."
He circled around, grabbed me so we got the fuck out of there.
"W-who would do that?" I exclaimed. "What is that?"
"Got to call Bronx," Jax exclaimed.
"I got to call Bear," I said, reaching for my phone. My hands shook as I pressed his name under my favorites.
"Dessy?" He answered on the first ring. "You alright sweetheart?"
"N-no," I stammered. "Uh, a b-bag with..."
"On my way, stay at the gym. You hear me? I'm on my way."
The phone went dead and ten minutes later, Bear came barreling into RIGOR with Shiz and Swag, the Norristown president. We could see them from the window of the manager's office.
"Dessy!" he bellowed.
I ran downstairs to get to him and when he saw me, his frantic eyes calmed. Bear embraced me when I face-planted in his chest.
"What's wrong? Is it about this morning?" he asked low.
"No." I shook my head. "I found a paper bag with yellow eyes wrapped in napkins inside it."
Bear's head swiveled to the guys and their bodies immediately went tight, eyes grew and even I could tell something was going on and they were already on high alert.
"What's happening, Bear?" I grabbed the sides of his shirt.
"Not now." He pulled me closer to him but was looking at Swag.
"I want everything and I mean every fucking thing on them. This is the Vipers and they've fucked with the absolute wrong one," he growled.
"You got it, brother," Swag responded.
"Razor," Shiz said with his phone to his ear. "Yeah, they got Dessy too."
I held onto Bear tighter.
"Fuck," he hissed.
Bear looked to Jax and told him, "She's off and Bronx will probably be out today too. Can you handle shit here?"
"Yes, I can." He nodded.
"Good." Bear nabbed my hand and we left. The other guys went on their way but Bear brought me back to his place.
When we finally got inside, I saw that his place looked bare again. Carol must have moved out already.
Bear sat me down in the kitchen at the splintered wood table and poured himself a beer and me a glass of wine. Any other day I might have argued since it was only noon, but after seeing that shit, I probably needed a glass.
"Remember those guys that came looking for you and Jeb?"
I nodded.
"Well, the one that was killed has some buddies that want to avenge his death. The assholes sent us a taunting message in animals' blood, stating that since we killed one of theirs, they would kill one of ours. They sent eyes to Shay, Apollo, and you. I think they went after you because it all started with you and Jeb. So, you're staying with me. Was going to have you do that anyway, but this just moves things up on our timeline."
"Okay." I was starting to get scared. "We’ll have to keep our detail then?"
"Yeah, sweetheart. You will." He nodded.
"Okay." My heart started racing again. “How come they struck now. What’s that about?”
“Well, we’ve been watching them and it looked like they were watching us and last year the heat turned up, to the point that Apollo had to step up and started to aggressively monitor them, which slowed shit down. Apparently, that hasn’t settled. We just had a meeting and I can’t tell you everything but I want you to know that you’re safe and you’re moving in now,” Bear said.
My head nodded as I pondered about the worst-case scenarios. None of this sat right with me and I could tell Bear was trying to soften the blow. Dudes putting a bag of an animal’s eyes in my locker showed that they knew the place, had access and were willing to kill, even if it was an animal to prove a point.
Later that evening, while we were getting ready for bed, Bear pulled my back to him and whispered, "You think those eyes in the bag resembled the eyes from the dream?"
"I thought about it," I murmured. "It may mean it's two guys and not the entire group of guys."
"I thought about that too and told Razor and Bronx," he shared.
"I told Shay too earlier. She was pissed and said that she had to start carrying her gun again." I shook my head.
"Fuck, that cousin of yours is a goddamn mess," Bear laughed.
"Oh, yeah. I was thinking of getting a taser or pepper spray," I said slowly.
"I'll get them for you." Bear kissed my head. "Your safety is all that matters."
"I've been attending the self-defense classes as well, so something additional won't hurt," I continued.
"Agreed, sweetheart." He grabbed my breast and squeezed.
"Looking for something," I teased as I wiggled my sore ass in his crotch.
"If you’re ass wasn't in pain, I would be getting something." Bear twisted my nipple.
"My pussy doesn't hurt." I wiggled again and felt his hard cock lengthen on my butt.
"That so?" He rolled me onto my back. Then he mounted me and said, "Good thing, we sleep in the nude, huh."
Bear was on his knees in front of me, stroking his large cock. God, he was so big. I couldn't believe that fit in my ass.
"Never wanted kids after Grace, sweetheart," he said as he kept stroking. "Until you."
I placed my finger in my mouth and su
cked on it. "I'm scared to birth little cubs that are ten plus pounds."
"Don't worry! You were made for me and everything I've got to give."
My legs opened, inviting him in and in true Bear fashion, he slid in as his body hovered over mine. My breath hitched as it always did when he first entered me.
"You want that?" Bear asked. "Want that with me?"
"Yes," I moaned. "I'd love that honor."
"Fuck, Dessy." He rocked into me. "Love you, girl."
My nails scraped down his back as I wrapped my legs around his waist.
"I know, now make love to me," I whispered in his ear, right before I started to bite on his neck.
I needed a good spanking and besides that, Bear loved me marking him.
A couple of weeks had gone past with no sign of anything foul. If there was, the guys didn’t tell us. Kylie had been so pissed about Shay, Lori and I having gotten targeted, she called for a sleepover, so we could drink the night away. Well, Kylie was no longer breast-feeding, so she could drink. Shay was on water only, so there would be no shots for her. Lori and I were all about drinking. None of the men had a problem with it, even Bear, which I encouraged him to have a night out with the fellas. He was a loner, but he really did like and respect Razor, Bronx, and Apollo; not only as brothers, but men.
"Come on, honey." I kissed his cheek. "Let's go, have fun and I promise – drunk sex."
"How drunk?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Drunk but not to the point of puking."
"Got a deal."
We watched some chick-flicks, we took a shot every time a character of theirs said the word complicated and laughed for hours. Shay would take a shot of water, so she didn’t feel left out and by midnight, the rest of us were trashed. That was when Bear came from Razor's man cave and asked if I was ready.
"Oh yeah, I promised him drunk sex," I blurted.
"Shit, so did I." Kylie turned all the way around as if she was looking for Razor.
"He's downstairs," Bear informed her. "Bronx is in the studio and Apollo’s on the porch."
Everyone scrambled to their men as Bear and I made it outside to get home. He wasn’t drunk really because he carried me into the house and then to bed as I ripped off his clothes during the process. By the time he was standing over me with his boxers on, I cringed.
