Skin Deep, Shades of Ink (The Devil's Apostles MC Book 3)

by Annie Buff

  Slinger stood, legs shaking knowing he needed to stop her soon. Her mouth was so warm and wet, and somehow she’d figured out exactly the right pace. Rylee could only take about half of him but that was plenty.

  He knew he was going to come if she didn’t stop, but she was getting what she’d never had. Slinger looked down at her at the same point she looked up at him. Nothing had ever been more beautiful than Rylee kneeling down with his throbbing cock in her mouth.

  “Baby Girl, I’m on the edge here. Stopping would be a good idea, because much more of that and I won’t be able to.” Rylee understood what he meant, but she wanted this.

  She quickened her pace just slightly and he lost it, giving her what she wanted. Letting her experience his orgasm in all its glory.

  “Fuck! Oh God dammit! Yes!” he grunted out through clenched teeth. When he finally stopped yelling and shaking, Slinger pulled her up to his mouth and kissed her. He could still taste himself on her lips, and it wasn’t bad. She really seemed to like it so that was all that mattered to him.

  Now it was his turn to unwrap his present. He started by removing her boots, then socks. She had small feet and tiny, adorable little toes. Next went the leggings and the sweater. She stood in front of him in black satin panties and bra. Slinger was almost drooling she was so beautiful. The stretch marks on her sides made her even more beautiful. He traced one and she shuddered as she told him: “Micah kind of wrecked my body.”

  “No Baby he didn’t, you’re goddamn perfect. Look at me Baby Girl, perfect. Do you hear me? Perfect and mine.” He unclasped her bra and let it slide off, same with the panties. She stood as bare as he had.

  Slinger started at her feet and kissed his way up until he found a tiny strip of blonde curls. He was gentle as he parted her legs giving him a view of heaven.

  He was in awe of her beauty; no woman was more amazing than her. She was exquisite and she was his. Slinger settled between her legs. He could feel the heat coming off of her, and smell her arousal. It was as sweet as she was and he knew the taste would be ambrosia. His tongue snaked out to taste her. Rylee took a sharp intake of breath, he knew she liked it. She’d never had a man do this to her, he was her first. And he was damn sure going to be her last.

  With each lick, she grew wetter and he grew harder listening to the sounds she made. When he dipped two fingers inside her, her soft squeals became an all-out scream. Her channel was smooth, wet and hot. Her clit was swollen and Slinger kept the flat of his tongue rubbing on it. She quivered and moaned his name, trying to hang on.

  This wa s a feeling she didn’t want to end, but her body won. She came off the bed, shouting and shaking. He held her down, continuing to lightly lick her through wave after wave of sheer bliss.

  He crawled up her body, leaving her juices on his face. He tasted himself, she would do the same. She needed to know just how sweet she was. Slingers lips met hers and he felt the barrage of emotions from her. She loved him as intensely as he loved her. The head of his cock grazed her entrance, and he wanted so bad to push in. He didn’t want a condom, he wanted to feel all of her but she might feel better with one.

  “Baby,” he was still breathless from his own orgasm. “Do I need to wear

  something?”

  Rylee shook her head, she was on the pill. Even if she wasn’t, she wanted to feel him without anything on.

  Rylee was tiny and it had been years since she’d been with a man. He knew he had to go slow, he wasn’t small and he knew that. Slinger gave her two inches of himself, drawing a gasp from Rylee. With each push, he gave her another inch until he had no more.

  He looked in her eyes, amazed at what he saw; his future. He started a slow drive, eliciting a low gasp with each push. He himself was moaning and whimpering. With Each thrust of his body she dug into his back, the sting was erotic. “More Baby, the sting feels so good.”

  Rylee obliged him, digging in harder. The more she did the deeper he pushed, hitting that spot every woman hopes for. Slinger pulled out and turned her over, he had to see himself inside her. To watch his cock disappear inside her warm, wet pussy.

  He was in balls deep and loving every second of this, holding her hips as he slammed himself in to the hilt. His thumb found its way to her anus, just gently touching. She moaned louder when he started, and he knew that would happen one day. At the moment just feeling her clamp down around him was what he wanted, it was what he needed. Her to come while he was deep inside her, and he didn’t have to wait long.

  Rylee went into the abyss, shouting his name and clinging to the bed sheets as she rode out her first ever orgasm from sex. Slinger held her tight, loving how he made her feel. It only took him three more thrusting drives to reach his own release. He was more vocal than her, and that was the moment he truly understood. He really had waited for her his whole life.

  He lay his body over hers, not wanting to be separated just yet. Slinger needed her to understand how loved she was, and him saying those words weren’t just a ploy to get laid. When he finally did pull out, he wrapped her in his arms. Holding her as close as he could.

  “Ry Baby, damn woman I love you.” He told her before they both drifted off. He really did too, Nathaniel Woods loved Rylee Jenkins.

  Rylee woke to the smell of coffee and bacon. Nash had to be in the kitchen cooking breakfast, she padded down the hall to her room and quickly dressed. That coffee smelled amazing, and since she didn’t get much sleep it was going to be a blessing.

  “Good morning my beautiful Baby Girl, want some coffee? I have breakfast going and then we gotta pack it up and head home.”

  Rylee didn’t want to leave, being up here with Nash was almost like a fairy tale. The two weeks had been so

  peaceful, she didn’t want it to end. Rylee had no idea what going home was going to entail. Would she and Nash still be

  together? Why did they have to go now?

  “Nash, why are we going today? I was hoping to stay a little longer.” He just gave her that smile that only he had. It gave her butterflies, and she loved that feeling.

  “Baby Girl, it’s Thanksgiving. You’re part of the family now, you and Micah. Queen says get our asses down the mountain, dinner is at four.”

  Holy crap she had forgotten what day it was! Thanksgiving, and with Nash and all the MC. She and Micah were going to have a real holiday.

  “Is there going to be turkey?” Rylee hadn’t had turkey in forever. She had taken Micah on his first Thanksgiving to the shelter for Turkey dinner. He was only a couple months old then. That was the last time she had eaten it. Rylee could never afford to buy one and the food bank never had enough, so she left them for families that had more kids. She and Micah had chicken on Thanksgiving.

  “ Of course, Baby, why would you ask that?” Slinger thought he knew, but he didn’t want to presume anything. She had just started to really trust him. He’d be damned if he did anything to break it.

  Rylee knew she needed to explain what she meant. Nash pretty much knew everything about her and her life.

  “You know my mother was shit and we never one time had Thanksgiving dinner, then when Micah was born I just couldn’t afford to buy a turkey. Honestly this will be my first real Thanksgiving.”

  Once she had told him that, he had tears rolling down his cheeks. Slinger hurt for her, that she had been so alone she’d never had anyone care enough to include her and Micah.

  “Never again Baby Girl. Trust me Sweetheart, from here on out its you, me and that amazing kid of yours. Then add in the brotherhood and my Queen and Wisha. You have a damn big family and they all love you both.”

  She could still see his tears and at that point Rylee had some of her own. This was going to be the best day of her life. Slinger pulled her close, kissing her forehead. Then he noticed the smell of burning bacon.

  “Shit! Fuck! Shit! I fucking forgot about the damn bacon!” Rylee started laughing , she couldn’t help it. Seeing him get all flustered over the bacon was funny. More than
funny, hilarious and she found herself laughing so hard no sound came out. Before too long he was laughing just as hard as her. Breakfast was a loss but they could grab something before hitting the old highway.

  Something To Be Thankful For

  Rylee and Slinger took their time on the drive down. They had plenty of time to get back to the clubhouse a still shower for dinner. He hadn’t told her about Smoke’s gift yet. Rylee and Micah would stay with him or in the spare room at Smokes house until their new place was done.

  He decided since she shared

  everything with him, it was time he shared his last secret with her. Slinger told her about his Mother’s death at his Father’s hand and how he and his sister wound up bouncing from foster homes to relatives and back into foster care.

  “Warren Woods was quite the bastard. When he wasn’t beating the shit out of my Ma, he was swinging a belt at me and my sister. I remember the night he killed her like it was yesterday.”

  Slinger was struggling to spit out the words, but he needed her to know so he wiped the tears and continued. “I had nightmares for a long time, I guess seeing your old man beat your Mother to death would give anyone bad dreams. Fucking asshole is on death row, been there for 20 years.” The tears had subsided but Rylee could still see the pain on his face. He finally told someone about Suzy, the prostitute he would talk to.

  “I’ ve never told anyone why I see her, they all think it’s for sex. She’s my sister, so it’s definitely not for sex. We are really a fucked-up family.” Rylee didn’t think that at all, they just had a different way of coping.

  “Can I meet her? I’d really like to meet your sister. I don’t care what she does for a living, same with you. I know the tattoo shop has your name on it, but you do things with the club that I probably never want to know about, right?”

  He definitely did that, but someday she would have to know. It was how he would keep her safe. Knowing was better than not in his world. Rylee put her head in his lap and fell asleep. Slinger rubbed her curls between his fingers, loving how soft her hair was. He would look down every so often, admiring the beauty he was lucky enough to have. He noticed how much Micah looked like her, a fact he was glad about. Trevor wasn’t a bad looking guy, but he didn’t want Rylee seeing him in the toddler.

  With her in his lap Slinger’s mind replayed the night before. He still couldn’t get over how she responded to him, how beautiful she looked and how soft she was. Rylee was everything a man could want and she was his. She had said no condom was needed but he really hoped she wasn’t on the pill.

  She was an incredible mother to Micah, and he wanted more. The little man needed siblings and a loving home. Slinger would make damn sure he had that. That Micah had everything he hadn’t, including a backyard. That was one thing he always wanted as a child. One with a tree house and a swing set. This boy would get one, Slinger would guarantee that.

  She moved just slightly, but it was enough to cause friction and that started the swelling in his jeans. His mind had already been running, his body was just catching up. Thankfully they were only about fifteen minutes away from home, and this problem was going to be dealt with in the shower. She stirred again, opening her eyes and smiling at him.

  “That’s kind of a nice pillow.” She said referring to his erection. “I think I’d much rather see and touch. Can I?” She was asking permission to put her hands on him. She needed to know she never had to ask. He would let her do anything she wanted to him.

  Smoke had called Church, noticing his Prospect was MIA again. This was becoming a habit. Before he started yelling, he figured he’d ask his wife. She had a habit of sending his Prospect on errands without letting him know. Smoke had a feeling this was another one of those errands.

  “ Anyone know where my Prospect is?” He stared straight at his wife. She knew exactly where her brother was. He was on a special assignment. One that was very important, Peyton would handle her husband.

  “Yes Nero, I know exactly where he is. Rory knows to come see you as soon as he’s back.” Smoke just shook his head, he knew arguing with her was pointless. Peyton McAllister was as stubborn as he was, she was his perfect match.

  “Ok ay guys listen up. We took a ride up north to deliver some info in person. Trevor does have a habit, a big one and he’s picking up his dope from Raul Paulo.”

  That caused a hush over the temple room. “Now normally this wouldn’t be a problem, except he’s not buying just for personal use. He’s working for the Eightyeight as a distributor, so going after him means going after Paulo and the Eightyeight.”

  Smoke knew one way or another they had to exterminate Trevor, but with the Eighty-eight involved it was going to be tricky. People thought bikers were ruthless, they were pussycats compared to the kids of the cartel. He had seen the aftermath during his days on the other side of the border. It was something that made even him queasy, and very little did. Well except child birth, that one got him good.

  “So boss, we’re gonna need help, like a lot of it. Let me get Baphomet’s Bloods in on this?” Renegade asked him. Even though he had left his position as

  President of the RC, he was still respected and they would come in droves to help their big brother.

  “Yep, do it. Call them and tell Cyclops it’s priority red. Slinger needs his lady and her son free from under this asshole. I’ll call in a few favors owed to the club, and I think we need the demolition man back so that’s another call.” He looked to his wife, knowing she would make the call to Nix.

  “Anyone else have any ideas? We are about to open Pandora’s box, and to tell the truth it makes even me a little bit nervous.” Church lasted another hour with ideas and suggestions on how to handle the newest problem. Smoke noticed his wife slip out with Rennie. They had a dinner to set up for. Last Thanksgiving Smoke had everything catered, Peyton had just given birth to Nora. This year she was determined to cook it all with a little help from her idiots.

  Slinger was blown away at her asking, but he could understand. Rylee had never felt free enough to do anything without permission. He popped the button on his jeans, pulling down his zipper. His

  engorged cock jutted out, and he saw her bite her bottom lip.

  Rylee loved his body, and as she looked up at him though hooded lids he saw fire. She stared a few seconds before her hand grasped him. The slow slide electrified him. He had to fight not to let his eyes roll back in his head. The gravel turn was a hundred feet away and he thanked God for it or he would have had to pull off.

  He pulled his big Dodge down the unpaved road and off under the trees, she had no idea how stroking him the way she was had him on the verge of explosion.

  “Front seat or back? Because either way I’m making love to you in this truck. I need to feel you surrounding me.”

  She bit her lip again, Rylee didn’t realize how sexy that was. She took off everything on the bottom and Slinger slid his jeans to the floorboards. She straddled his lap, taking him to the hilt.

  Rylee let her head fall back, relishing the feeling of Slinger buried deep within her. He kissed a trail down her neck and up behind her ear while pumping himself into her warmth. It was a low, deep thrusting rhythm that had them both teetering on the edge within minutes. Rylee made soft moans in his ear and he grunted loudly, nothing had ever felt like her.

  “Fuck Baby Girl, you feel so damn right.” He told her breathlessly. He was right she thought, nothing had ever felt more right than being with Nash. Somewhere deep inside her she knew he was her one, the man she was supposed to spend her life with and as scary as it was Rylee welcomed it. Nash had told her how much he loved her, showed her in so many ways. He had given her his heart, told her his secrets and she would always cherish that.

  With each pumping thrust he felt himself thicken, Slinger knew he was just moments away from oblivion. So was she, he felt it in her breathing, in the way she clung to him and in the sounds she made. Seconds later her body clamped down on his and Rylee found her
Nirvana.

  She screamed his name as her body shuddered through wave after wave. Slinger let go, climaxing in a way he never had. He trembled almost uncontrollably and was more vocal than she. He knew it was due to the feelings he had for Rylee. Smoke had said love will do crazy things to you. He was absolutely right.

  Peyton had everything ready, all that was missing was her best friend and his girlfriend. She said dinner was at four, but Nash was always early. He should have been here by now.

  “Nero, I’m concerned. Nash and Rylee should have been here by now. Do you think something happened to them on the ride down the mountain?”

  Smoke had to laugh, they were fine. By the looks of things when he saw Slingers truck under the trees, fine was an

  understatement.

  “He’s fine Sweetness, remember our trip down after the debacle at the cabin?” Peyton grew a huge grin, boy did she remember.

  “Seriously Nero, like I would ever forget that! Every time I look at that truck I stop and grin.”

  Smoke did too, he would never get enough of his wife. He never once thought he could love anyone the way he loved her.

  “I wonder if he used the rest stop?” Smoke shook his head, explaining to his wife where his brother had stopped. They both laughed. They were safe on club property, and it was secluded enough to not be seen from the road.

  “Good for them! That man is so in love with that girl. She has no idea the lengths he will go to so she and Micah are safe.”

  Slinger kept them joined and kissed Rylee deeply, she had to how much he loved her. He needed her to feel it the way he did.

  “Ry Baby, I love you. You have no idea how much and when all this Trevor mess is over, I want to talk about adding to our family.” Slinger had just confessed his wanting a child, waiting to see what kind of reaction she would have.

  He saw the shock, the surprise, and then the smile. He knew one day soon he would put a baby in her, and enjoy every moment of it.