by London Casey
“Christ,” Miller said. He looked back. “I don’t think he was fucking her ass, Trev. If he was, Eden wouldn’t be here.”
“Good point.”
“My advice is to let it all go for now,” Miller said. “Let me do my Sunday thing with family. Keep her safe and company. Take care of those prospects. Not today or anything. I’ve got Jace, Landon, and Erik going on a ride to check on some spots to dump the prospects. We need to take this slow. Really fucking slow. Any misstep and this thing will explode. This isn’t us versus some other crew, Trev. This is within the MC. Charter versus charter never ends well. Not when it’s the two main charters. Ripper has control of the west coast into Canada, okay? He spans across the north and down into Nevada. We work together as two powerful charters to spread as far east as we can reach. Anything that fucks that up…”
Trev stepped forward and couldn’t believe the words that were about to slip from his mouth. “Then the only way to silence this is to silence her. Make it all go away. Whoever wants this stirred up must have a good reason to do it. Jenn? Griffin dies and she sends a letter he wrote?”
“I don’t know, brother. Right now, what I do know is this… she’s the last tie to Griffin we have. She’s his bloodline. Putting a bullet in her head is putting a bullet in Griffin’s. I’m not doing that. There’s more to her than we see right now. She could help us. Just keep her company, Trev. I have to process all this.”
Miller walked away and Trev went back to the apartment. He opened the door and saw Eden sitting at the table. She had finished her beer. Trev went and got her a fresh one, then joined her at the table.
They stared at each other for a few seconds.
“What?” Eden asked.
“You really picked a fucked up time to come here, sweetheart. I’m really sorry about that.”
“Yeah, me too I guess.”
“We’re going to keep you safe.”
“You think those guys who killed Dimitrio will come for me?”
“I don’t know. I don’t think your friend was killed just to rob the place. They were gunning for you. To silence you.”
“Why?”
“Because of what you can do with that letter and picture.”
“The letter is gone,” Eden said.
“But you and the picture aren’t. Your words can really hurt this club.”
“So I have power?”
Trev laughed. “No. You don’t, sweetheart. But you carry death in your hand. Which is why I can’t let you leave this place. There’s a lot going on right now.”
Eden slowly stood up. “Then I’m going to get some rest. I’m tired. I finished work last night, watched my friend get murdered, escaped from three masked men, and then hid with a gun until morning. I’ve earned a nap.”
“You go do that,” Trev said. “Remember what I said about me. When I start, you don’t stop me. Or I will feed you to the wolves out there. You think I’m scary? You have no idea what scary is.”
Trev watched Eden walk away, his eyes following the way her ass moved left to right. He gripped his beer bottle tight and felt his cock thickening again. She was driving him mad already, whether she knew it or meant to do it. She wasn’t just some woman to dump a load into and walk away. She was far more than that.
There was a knock at the apartment door and Trev opened it to find Gaige standing there.
“Hey,” Trev said.
“Where is she?”
“Sleeping. She was up all night in fear of what happened.”
“Good.”
“What’s wrong?”
“We have some calls out. Trying to play things as subtle as possible. Two PD cars are in the lot right now.”
“Ah, fuck, why?”
“Just some questions on Emilio’s murder. They mentioned the murder at the tattoo shop though. The word is spreading. They’re going to want to talk to her.”
“They have to find her first.”
“Keep it that way,” Gaige said. “This is a fucking mess.”
“It is. But we can’t judge Griffin just yet. We need to tread carefully, approach Ripper, talk to Jenn. Sort this out. I can’t imagine something from over twenty years ago breaking this all apart now.”
“Then you don’t know Ripper,” Gaige said. “He wants Miller to drop the gavel. He’s always wanted it. Ripper dreams of running both charters.”
“Why didn’t Miller tell me that?”
“I don’t know. Maybe I shouldn’t be telling you. But I trust you, Trev. I respect you. You patched in to this club, this charter, and I want it to remain that way. Us. Back Down Devil MC Frelen.”
“Why do I feel like something bad is going to happen?”
“Because it is. Something really bad is going to happen. I’m telling you if Ripper shows up here you need to be ready to take off with Eden. Go east to The Lost Men. Make a call or two, okay? Secure something.”
“Okay, Gaige. Let me just hang here with her. I have to take care of the prospect situation. It’ll work out, bro. We’re not used to this much action at once. Hasn’t happened in a while.”
“That’s the hardest part about this life, Trev. One second the reaper is swinging at you, close enough to feel his blade slice through the air. The next second, he’s gone. Days go by. Weeks go by. Hell, even months could go by. You know the reaper is there, but he’s quiet. It’s like he’s fucking with you, you know? Then the second you let your guard start to slip, he’s back, ready to take you again.”
“It keeps us alive,” Trev said. “Remember that. You want to go punch a clock? That’s what death really is. We’re living to die. Everyone else is dying to live.”
“Okay, brother. Just hang tight in here. I’ll let you know when the PD splits.”
They hugged and Gaige was gone.
Back inside the apartment, Trev walked to the bedroom.
He slowly opened the door and the first thing he noticed was a pair of jeans on the floor. He sucked in a breath and pushed the door open all the way.
There was Eden, face down on the bed, her legs wrapped around the sheets. Her ass was hanging out, pressing against her panties. The black lines held tight to her body, leaving the sweet curve of her ass cheeks exposed. Her face looked away, her hair spread across the bed. Her legs were beautifully long, little calf muscles showing, her feet small and, damn Trev for thinking it, looking cute.
He stepped into the room, the worst intention racing through his mind.
Eden was completely passed out. Her shirt was pulled up a little, showing off her lower back. It was a perfect spot for a tattoo. Something for Trev to shoot at when he came. Then again, when he got inside Eden, he wasn’t going to pull out of her. No fucking way in hell.
Standing at the end of the bed, Trev leaned down and let his fingertips touch the back of Eden’s leg. Her leg shivered for a second and she groaned. She moved to her belly more, her ass right there. The way her panties cut in, showing too much skin for her own good.
Slowly, Trev ran his fingers up her leg to her ass. He leaned down and dipped his hand between her thighs. His middle finger took the lead, feeling the warmth of her pussy, burning, even over her panties.
Eden let out a moaning breath. Her legs parted a little more.
Trev added a second finger and pressed, gently twisting, feeling her start to give way.
“Oh, yeah,” she whispered.
Her head started to move. Her left hand reached out and clutched at the sheets.
Trev gritted his teeth and sucked in a breath.
“It’s just me, sweetheart,” he said. “I’m staking my fucking claim.”
Eden looked back, eyes open, her hand running through her hair to get it out of her face. She looked shocked, yet her eyes were burning with need.
“You still fucking want it,” he said. “You’re soaking wet, Eden.”
She slowly nodded.
That was all Trev needed to see.
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Ede
n wasn’t sure if she was dreaming.
She nodded because she wanted it. She craved it. Pleasure was going to be her drug to mask everything else. From the second Trev touched her, she wanted him to keep going.
Trev’s left hand grabbed her waist and pulled, propping her up on her knees, ass in the air. His hand then held tight at her waist while his other hand explored. Pressing against her panties, Trev brought Eden’s body back to life. She was almost dripping within seconds. When Trev’s fingers moved up and beyond, still pressing, she lurched forward, feeling the pressure of his touch somewhere else. He kept going and grabbed the top of her panties.
As he stripped them down, Eden buried her face in the pillows and felt herself starting to rock back and forth. She was so turned on, so ready to be claimed by a man like Trev. He’d save her and protect her. She’d give him anything for that.
He took her panties down to her knees.
Then his hand touched her inner thigh. “Open more,” his voice commanded.
Eden listened.
His fingers slid right back up, this time his fingertips touching her bare, wet skin. Two fingers curled against her folds, opening them. He then pressed against her hole, making a few small circles. That made Eden wiggle her hips.
“Get ready,” Trev warned.
Before Eden could take a breath, Trev plunged those two fingers into her body. She let out a scream and leaned forward again. The pressure was instant and so goddamn filling. Trev pulled at her waist, bringing her back where he wanted her, his fingers sinking even deeper. She felt him turn his fingers, while still inside her, ripping her open, reaching depths that no man had ever come close to before. As he pulled back out, the rage of pleasure started to quickly mount.
“Fuck, sweetheart, I can’t remember a pussy this tight before,” Trev said.
“Trev,” Eden managed to growl. “Fuck, Trev.”
She threw her head back and looked back at him. He was just sitting on the bed, looking so fucking casual and in control. His left hand slowly slid forward and down, rubbing against Eden’s soft mound. She felt a finger touch her clit and she let out a whimper.
Trev looked back at her, grinning. “You like that, don’t you? You like my trigger finger on your clit. You know that finger has been responsible for people dying, right?”
Eden barely managed to get out a groan.
Trev plunged his fingers back into her pussy. He started to finger her with one hand, his other hand rubbing her clit. Moving the same way with both hands left Eden with handfuls of the bed sheet, rocking back and forth, unable to look away from the outlaw taking care of her. She saw the large skull on the back of his leather cut. The Back Down Devil MC name over the top. An outlaw was bringing her to fucking climax.
“Oh, fuck,” she groaned.
Trev growled and pressed his fingers deep, twisting them harder. Eden felt her body squeezing against his touch. She rocked her hips left to right, loving the feeling of him stretching her open, each pulling sensation spread a hot fire through her core.
She then felt Trev’s thumb explore her even more.
The tip of his thumb rubbed against her folds, collecting wetness. He then ran up and pressed against her other hole. Her body instantly clenched up, making Trev’s touch feel even better. He pressed against her other hole, driving Eden forward which applied even more pressure to her clit.
There was simply no escaping Trev.
“Relax, sweetheart,” Trev whispered. “Ease back right now.”
Eden felt her legs shaking. She pressed back and felt Trev slowly enter her. Two fingers inside her pussy, thrusting in and out, the sound of wetness carrying through the room. The silent sound, however, was of the wild pressure somewhere else. Trev had then officially penetrated her in both places now.
“That’s good,” Trev said. “Fuck, you’re tight everywhere.”
His thumb against her clit started to move harder and faster.
Eden felt pleasure and pressure everywhere. She never thought being touched there would actually sort of feel good. But she caught herself rocking against Trev’s touch, feeling herself building to climax.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she groaned. “It’s so good, Trev.”
“I know it is,” Trev said. “I’m watching you. I’m watching my fingers sink deep into that tight pussy. I’m watching your ass squeeze against my touch. You fucking love it. Oh, fuck, sweetheart, come all over me right now.”
Eden leaned forward and stuck her ass up in the air even more. She felt the climax start to crest. Trev wasn’t giving up either. He kept going faster and faster. Fingers everywhere, not giving her a second to catch her breath. Eden let out a scream and bit at the pillows as she started to come.
Everything squeezed tight together, throbbing. She felt Trev stand from the bed, thrusting his fingers - all of them - deeper than ever. Eden’s toes curled and she dropped down to the bed completely flat. Her legs were tingling and she couldn’t control herself. Even then, Trev’s thumb still rubbed her clit, his fingers pounded in and out of her. Each time he drove forward with his fingers, Eden jumped forward. She didn’t have much room and was nothing but submitted to Trev. He stayed right with her until she was done. Her body felt limp, tired, worn to pieces just from his touch.
Slowly, Trev took his hand away from her. He spread her wetness down the inside of her thigh and then ran his hand up and cupped her ass.
“Fuck,” Eden groaned.
“Sweetheart, roll to your side.
Eden did as told, moving the hair from her face.
She was still out of breath and watched as Trev stood at the side of the bed. He reached down and slid his fingers into her hair. He then ran his fingers down her lips.
She watched as he gritted his teeth.
“You better be fucking ready for me,” he said.
A second later, Trev grabbed the zipper of his jeans… it was now Eden’s turn to take care of him…
*
Trev’s cock was like nothing Eden had ever seen before.
Thick, long, smooth, a head so defined that it made her deepest core quiver with excitement. Then again, it also made Eden’s mouth water as that’s where Trev wanted himself.
With his large hand barely wrapped tight around the thick root of his dick, he came forward. His other hand touched her cheek, his thumb pulling at her bottom lip.
Eden was ready, in so many ways all at once to. Her body ached for Trev, between her legs the raging heat hadn’t calmed yet. She was still wet, almost dripping, and wishing he would take her there next.
But first…
Eden parted her lips. She kissed the beautiful tip of Trev’s cock, then quickly letting her tongue inch forward and draw a circle around him. He was almost impossibly thick, leaving Eden wondering if her mouth would be able to open as wide as needed.
Trev’s hand slid around to the back of her head and he took a handful of her hair.
“You’ll do exactly as I want,” he said. “I’m in control of this right now. Do you understand me, sweetheart?”
“Yes,” Eden said, her lips rubbing against him.
Her tongue flickered to the soft underbelly of his tip. That brought Trev to a groan and she saw a clear liquid leak from him. Her tongue was right there, lapping it up, tasting a preview of what was to come.
To come…
Trev put his hand to her head and pulled, bringing her lips over his erection. She felt the head of his cock enter her mouth and then he quickly pulled back. Eden tightened her lips (which didn’t take much effort) to increase the pressure against the ridge, knowing it was the most sensitive part of a man’s cock. She groaned as Trev popped himself free from her mouth. In a second he was right back there, this time thrusting deeper. Eden’s eyes went wide, feeling tested already.
But Trev wasn’t done yet.
He gently started to rock back and forth, finding her limits and staying within them for a little bit. Thrusting back and forth, leaving Eden to feel the
steel hardness of his perfect shaft, leaving between her thighs jealous and tender, seeking its own attention.
To her shock, she watched as Trev took his hand from himself and placed it between her legs.
“Ah, sweetheart, you’re still wet,” he said. “That means you like it.”
Eden groaned at the sensation of him rubbing his fingers against her pussy. His fingertips barely entering her, his motions wide circles, wide enough that he spread her wetness up over her clit and right back down. Eden opened her legs and dug her heels into the bed, thrusting up at him.
She reached for his cock, trying to grip his shaft, stroking him as she continued to suck on him. They instantly were synced up, sucking, thrusting, groaning, his fingers still playing and teasing. But the problem was that Trev was too good at it. Eden hadn’t been touched in a long time and this kind of attention was something she never had before. A man so big and powerful, so commanding, devouring her like Trev was.
Eden opened her mouth wider as she tried to let out a groan. With her left hand she reached down and grabbed at Trev’s thick wrist. She dug her nails and shook her head.
Trev slid himself from her mouth.
“Fuck,” she yelled. “Oh, fuck…”
“Tell me, sweetheart,” Trev said. “Tell me right now.”
His fingers moved faster against her pussy. Eden lost herself again, her hips bucking hard against his touch. The pleasure mounted and dug her heels harder to the bed and lifted up as she started to come. With a little scream, she felt her body squeeze one last time and let go. The flood of wetness surprised her. She looked to her left and saw herself damn near spraying at Trev.
“Oh, fuck, sweetheart,” Trev said. He kept his fingers moving. “I did not expect that.”
Eden started to rock her hips again.
She turned to face Trev and rolled her lips over his cock again and went down as far as her reflexes would allow. Even then she just shut her eyes and tried to take more of him.
Trev curled his fingers against her pussy, entering her, hissing as Eden sucked as hard as she could. His hand against the back of her head added more pressure, testing her even more. He then started to ease back and Eden groaned, wanting more. Her hand then started to jerk at the root of his cock as she slid her mouth back and forth.
