Blaine: Christmas at The Skulls

by Blaine- Christmas at The Skulls [Evernight] (mobi)

  They were only torturing themselves with this cold between them. She didn’t know how to stop her reactions nor did she know how to reach out and touch him.

  ****

  “What do you think?” Whizz asked, moving behind Lacey as she stared at the main room of the clubhouse. She looked so beautiful, and he’d recently dyed her hair a deep purple. They needed to wait for the blue to run out before she’d let him. The brothers kept talking smack to him for dying his woman’s hair. Whizz didn’t care. This was part of their relationship, a development he’d been looking forward to.

  “It’s beautiful.”

  “This is all for you.”

  “Liar. You didn’t do this at all.” She turned in his arms, and he pulled her close.

  “Well, I would have done it if you wanted.”

  She laughed, shaking her head. “You’re a terrible liar. Eva and Angel did amazing. Baker, Ink, and Fighter helped.”

  “Are they looking to be voted in soon?”

  “I don’t know. Tiny’s finishing up the building work on the town hall. He’s also arranging a Christmas fair for the town folk.”

  “Christmas fair?”

  “Yeah, it’s a gathering for Fort Wills. We all go, have some fun, alcohol, Christmas. It’s like a summer fair only Christmasey.”

  “It sounds wonderful.”

  “We’ll be going as well.” He pressed a kiss to her plump lips. His cock hardened as she snuggled closer against him, kissing him back.

  “I love you, Whizz.”

  Joy filled him. He didn’t know what he’d done to deserve her. They’d come a long way together. He still preferred to be cuffed to their bed at night. The last time he’d not been cuffed and one of his nightmares had affected him, he’d almost killed Lacey. He still remembered the red marks that had dotted her neck because of him. Whizz would take every single precaution necessary.

  “I love you, Lacey.”

  He was going to be married to her soon. Whizz had set everything in motion. The club knew he was going to marry her, and so did Lacey. At first, he was going to make it a surprise event but then decided against it. He wanted Lacey involved every step of the way. In the beginning the club hadn’t wanted anything to do with her because of her connections to the Savage Brothers MC. The Skulls had to live with his ultimatum. It hadn’t been an empty threat. He didn’t know what he would have done if they’d not accepted Lacey. She was the love of his life.

  Sinking his fingers into her hair, he tilted her head back. “It’s time for bed. I need to fuck you again.”

  Whizz hadn’t told her about the appointment he’d made with an adoption agency. He wanted to find out their chances of adopting before he allowed her to get her hopes up. Whizz wasn’t going to let Lacey be hurt again. He’d find a way for them to have children.

  Chapter Three

  Blaine woke up the following morning and stared at Emily. There wasn’t a pillow between them, just her ugly ass pajamas that kept him away from her. She better enjoy the peace for now. He wasn’t going to let her put up this wall between them. Last night he’d lost his temper, but her response had given him something to think about. She didn’t know if she loved him anymore.

  Reaching out, he tucked some hair behind her ear. She snuggled against the bed. One of her hands was flat on the bed between them.

  He stroked a finger down her cute button nose. Slowly, she started to stir and open her eyes. Blaine smiled.

  “Morning, baby,” he said.

  She smiled back up at him. “Morning.” She stretched out her body, groaning as she did. With her back arched Blaine got a perfect view of her nice full tits. Her nipples were rock hard as he’d turned the heating off that night before going to bed. The apartment was cold but worth it. If Darcy had been home, he’d have kept it on.

  This was totally worth it. His mouth watered, and all he wanted to do was touch her.

  Do it. Be the man she needs you to be.

  Without doubting his actions, he placed a hand on her hip, sliding his fingers under her shirt.

  “Blaine?”

  He didn’t speak. She didn’t stop him as he moved his hand up over her ribcage. Staring into her eyes he watched her reaction as he cupped her naked breast. They were fuller than he remembered.

  “Did you breastfeed Darcy?”

  “Yes.”

  This was what he loved about Emily. She was a natural woman. There was nothing fake about her. Lenard was right. She loved with her whole heart. Emily never gave half. It was always full. But she was giving him half of herself. She was scared to give herself completely, and he’d been the one to destroy that part of her. He’d make sure she didn’t have a choice but to love him.

  He removed his hand long enough to open the buttons on her pajama shirt. Blaine revealed her tits to his gaze. They were large, full, and the tips of her nipples were rock hard.

  “Beautiful,” he said, stroking a thumb over one hard bud.

  “Blaine?”

  “I’ve been thinking about seeing you like this for a long time.” He leaned in close, flicking the tip of her dark red nipple with his tongue.

  They both groaned. The sound filled the air between them, echoing off the walls.

  He sucked the nipple into his mouth as he pinched the other. Blaine flicked the tip a final time before moving toward the other. He slid his hands down her body to rest on her pajama bottoms. His cock was rock hard, and he wore a pair of sweat pants that didn’t hide his raging erection.

  “Please, Blaine.”

  “Don’t worry, baby. I’ve got you covered. I’m going to make you feel so good.” He went to his knees and started to remove her pants. Within seconds he had her completely naked. Leaving the bed, he tugged his sweat pants off. He wouldn’t fuck her this morning. The only time he’d fuck her was when she was begging him to do it.

  Crawling on the bed, he opened her thighs, seeing the fight in her eyes.

  He didn’t give her a chance to push him away.

  Blaine opened the lips of her sex, pressing his thumb to her clit.

  She arched up. Her tits shook with her indrawn breath.

  “Are you as juicy as I remember?”

  He closed the distance between them, opening her pussy to see her swollen clit. She was soaking wet. His mouth watered, and he didn’t wait for her permission. Blaine sucked her nub, groaning as her cream filled his mouth.

  “Blaine.” She screamed his name, thrusting her pelvis up against him.

  “So wet and so juicy.” He moved down to her entrance and pressed his tongue inside. She tasted musky, sweet, and exactly like his woman. “You’re perfect.”

  “Please, Blaine.”

  “Do you want me to make you come?”

  “Yes. Please, Blaine, I need it. I’ve not been with anyone else but you. I need you.”

  He was going to be everything to her. Blaine wasn’t going to walk away. She may not know what she felt for him, but he wasn’t going to let her doubt her feelings for him again. He didn’t go through all the shit he went through just to lose her now. She was his woman, and he wasn’t going to let her get away.

  Plundering her cunt with his tongue, he stroked her clit. Her screams grew louder as he teased her pussy.

  “This is my pussy, Emily. I took your virginity. I lay claim to it. You gave birth to my child. The only dick this cunt will ever see is mine.”

  She moaned.

  “Tell me.”

  “It’s only going to be yours. All yours.”

  His cock leaked pre-cum, but he refused to touch himself. The last few years he’d found his release by his own hand with memories of Emily. She was the only woman who could make him feel like this.

  “Please, Blaine.”

  Pulling away, he left her hanging.

  “What?”

  “You’ll get your orgasm but only when I’m good and ready.” He moved over her, looking down into her beautiful blue eyes. Blaine felt himself falling like he always did into
their depth. She was all his.

  Gripping his naked cock, he glided the length between the lips of her pussy. She was so soaking wet that they didn’t need any lube to help him move. Her cream coated the whole of his length.

  “What are you doing?”

  “I’m going to deal with that ache we’ve both got.” He doubted Emily had even touched herself since their time together. She wouldn’t have found release as she’d always been hesitant about doing so when they were together.

  He took hold of both of her hands and pressed them on either side of her head.

  “I’m going to make you feel so good.” Blaine claimed her lips as he began to thrust between her pussy lips. He bumped her clit and when he looked into her eyes, he saw the pleasure consume her. In that moment, Blaine knew he was right. She’d not had an orgasm in a long time.

  It only took three thrusts of his cock and he felt her body tense up. Her cries filled the air, and he watched her, as he pumped between her thighs. After being without her for so long, Blaine followed her into an earth-shattering orgasm, sharing the moment with her as he pulsed his cum onto her stomach. He plunged his tongue into her mouth, kissing her long, and hard.

  She tightened her hands around his.

  When it was over and the pleasure ebbed away, he pulled back to look at her.

  “I’m not going to fuck you until you beg me, but I’m not going to leave you alone anymore, Emily. It hasn’t done either of us any good. I want you like I’ve always wanted you. No more holding back. No more waiting.”

  “I don’t know what you want from me.”

  “I want you. I’ve always wanted you.”

  He kissed her one final time, pulling her into his arms. Blaine carried her through to their shower, turning on the water. They both screamed as they were blasted with cold water.

  “It’s fucking freezing.” She screamed, scrambling to get away. They both burst out laughing, and for the first time in three years, Blaine felt the ice break a little. It wasn’t over between them, and if he wasn’t careful, they’d go back to the way things were. He was determined not to let that happen.

  Blaine picked up the soap, washing her body as she did the same. This was what he’d been wanting. The connection flowed between them. It was still there even if Emily had her doubts. She loved him. He just needed to push her a little harder to prove to her he wasn’t going to change.

  The man he’d been was not the man she fell in love with. He knew that now. By trying to give her time, he’d only filled her with doubts. It was his mistake that he could easily rectify. The club had his back, and he had a plan.

  The Skulls was filled with romantic women who liked to see a happy ending. It was time he gave Emily their happy ending. He would need Angel to succeed in his plan.

  ****

  Emily couldn’t believe the transformation of the club. A large tree with tinsel, baubles, and fairy lights stood tall and proud in the corner, and there was an abundance of gifts already underneath the tree. She watched as Blaine put the gifts she’d stored in their wardrobe underneath the tree. Emily had called her parents asking about Christmas only to be told they’d booked a trip.

  After the events of this morning she wasn’t sure if she wanted to spend Christmas at the clubhouse. They would be together with no excuse for her to leave, even though part of her didn’t want an excuse. Even as she thought about creating a distance between them, she also hated the thought. This morning had been amazing. The feel of his body against her own had been everything she’d missed.

  He’d surprised her by the depth of his arousal. If he had spread her thighs open and taken her hard, she wouldn’t have protested. She wanted him as much as he wanted her.

  “I’ve got to wrap the gifts I picked up yesterday. We’ll bring them with us soon,” Blaine said, moving to stand beside her.

  “You better hurry. We watched the forecast this morning. It’s set to snow and not stop for a good week,” Angel said, walking into the room carrying a large cream covered pie.

  Emily chuckled as she saw all the men gathered in the room swarm Angel. The blonde woman was known for her cooking, and also her beautiful personality. When she saw the friendship between Angel and Blaine, she’d been a little jealous. Then she’d felt stupid when she saw Lash and Angel together. No one could come between the happy couple. They were both devoted to one another. It was a beautiful sight to witness.

  “You greedy bastards better save a slice for me,” Lash said, entering the room.

  “It’s your fault. You shouldn’t let her cook.” Gash held a plate in his hands looking triumphant. “Score.”

  It didn’t last long as Nash took the plate, charging for the kitchen.

  “You greedy fucking bastard.”

  Chaos ensued as Angel put the pie down and took a step away. She looked a little worried as the men landed blows to one another.

  “Okay, I don’t think I should make a pie again,” Angel said, coming to stand between them.

  “They’re delicious, Angel. What do you expect?” Blaine asked. Emily jumped as he gripped her shoulders, massaging out the kinks. “You’re not cooking your apple pies, Em. I’ll kill any bastard who comes near them.”

  She frowned. Emily hadn’t made apple pie in years because … because it was Blaine’s favorite. The guilt hit her once again. Her mother had told her it was stupid to stop making something, but she couldn’t help it. Blaine had hurt her so much she’d even stopped cooking one of her own favorite pies.

  “Apple pie?” Angel asked.

  “Yeah, Em makes the best.” He pressed a kiss to her temple.

  “I’d love to try it. You know what, Emily, with the snow coming I think it would be the perfect time to visit the spa. I love to go, and it sounds like it’ll be too dangerous to go later.”

  “The spa?” Emily asked.

  The crowd around the pie dispersed, and Emily saw nothing in the bowl but a crumb.

  “Yeah, we could go. I know Lacey’s free as well. Whizz wants me to take her out.” Angel leaned in close. “He’s getting a surprise ready. I’d love the company to help keep her occupied.”

  “The spa sounds like a good idea,” Lash said.

  Emily glanced up at Blaine to see he was paying way too much attention to the tree. “What do you think?”

  “About what, baby?”

  Blaine had set this up. Emily would play along for now.

  “About the spa?”

  “You deserve a rest. You work too damn hard.” He rubbed her shoulders. “It might help you to relax a little more.”

  “Okay, I’ll go,” Emily said.

  Angel smiled. “Great. I’ll get Lacey. This is going to be fun.”

  Lash followed his woman out of the room.

  “What’s going on?” Emily asked.

  “Nothing. I’ll get Darcy, and I’ll meet you back at the spa.”

  “You’re up to something. I know you are.”

  “I’m not.” He held his hands up in surrender. “I’m not up to anything. I think it would be good if we spent the night here. Darcy can get used to the club before Christmas.”

  She didn’t see any reason to argue with him.

  Within minutes she was packed into a car with Baker driving them all to the spa. Lash joined them, and when they climbed out of the spa in Fort Wills he even walked with them to the main reception.

  “I’m going to stay here and wait for you,” Lash said.

  “You’re always so worried about the worst happening to me.” Angel went on her toes and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “What about Anthony?”

  “Last time I checked he was spending the afternoon with Tabitha. Eva’s got the kids.”

  “I heard Tabitha got a new friend. She met Daisy at nursery the other week.”

  Emily listened to the couple talk as they signed in.

  “Yeah, but did you hear that Daisy came from the trailer park? Her parents are not great. Eva doesn’t like it and has tried to get Tiny t
o deal with it,” Lash said.

  “She’s a nice kid, quiet. I like Daisy.” Angel kissed him again. “Now, it’s girl time, so I’m going to leave you, husband.”

  Lash chuckled, watching his woman go. His gaze landed on Emily seconds later.

  “Don’t hurt her,” he said, warning her.

  Emily opened her mouth then closed it. What should she say? She’d had minimum contact with Lash before. She knew he was protective of Angel. The gossip around Fort Wills was rife with rumors. Emily had heard Lash had to be sedated at the hospital when Angel had been shot. She didn’t know if it was true and never asked Blaine about it.

  Angel signed them in, turning back to her husband.

  The love he had for Angel was reflected in his face. There was a time when Blaine had looked at her like that. That morning she’d seen the old him once again.

  Turning away from the couple, she gave them their private moment.

  “You don’t have to stay,” Angel said.

  “I’m going to stay,” Lash said.

  “Okay. See you soon.” Angel tapped her arm. “Are you ready?”

  “Yes.”

  She nodded at Lash before following behind Angel. They entered a changing room where a couple of women were already standing. Lacey followed in behind them.

  “I’m not sure I’m comfortable with this,” Lacey said.

  “It’ll be fun. Please, everyone has a great time here. Give it a moment and you’ll enjoy it.”

  “I’ve been before, Angel. I’m just nervous. Whizz wanted me out of the clubhouse.” Lacey stared at Angel. “Do you know why? It’s not about the wedding.”

  “No. We’re here for some fun and relaxation before Christmas truly comes.” Angel opened her bag and passed Emily a costume. “We’re going to the pool first.”

  She stared at the black costume Angel handed to her. Emily hadn’t been in a costume since she was eighteen years old. That was a long time ago when she didn’t have stretch marks.

  Taking a deep breath, she smiled at the kind woman then entered a stall.

  “Has Lash agreed to another kid yet?” Lacey asked.

  “No. He doesn’t want to have any more kids. Anthony was a tough pregnancy.”