Back in the living room Camreigh smiles sheepishly at me as I approach where she sits perched on the edge of the couch ready to bolt. I take her hand. “Help me clean up and we can talk.”
“That sounds perfect.”
I leave her to clearing the table while I start loading the dishwasher, giving her time to think about what I said. I meant every word. I don’t want to go into this half-assed like I did with Marissa. I want to give my children a real home. One with a mother and father. Hell, I’m not dumb enough to call what we share love. I know it’s lust and could fade over time but I’m hoping the chemistry I feel with her grows into more.
“If we do this…we have to do it right and take things slow.”
I grin to myself and take the stack of plates from her. I place them in the dishwasher. “I can do slow. I want us to get to know each other. For you to spend time with Thea. Her mom isn’t going to be in the picture.”
“How come?”
“She has shit she needs work her way through. Bad habits. Stuff I don’t want Thea seeing or knowing.”
“Got it. I hope for Thea’s sake she can overcome her demons.”
“Me too.”
“Did you love her?” She touches my arm. I don’t sense any jealousy only curiosity.
“No. Never in the way that a man should love the mother of his child, but I care about her because she gave me Thea. I’m an asshole but not cold hearted. She wasn’t always like that or at least if she was, I was blind to it.”
“I’m sorry.”
“For what? You didn’t have anything to with her choices.”
“I know that. I guess I’m sad for Thea. I never thought motherhood was a possibility for me. The doctor said I had a better chance of winning the lottery than ever having a child. I’m sorry that I told you it wasn’t possible and now here we are.”
“Hey. That shit falls on me as much as you. I could have wrapped it up, but I didn’t. I’m going to be here every step of the way. You can decide you don’t like me or want to give this a go, but I’m still going to do my part in this. I want you to know that.” I tilt her chin so that I can kiss her. I want her to know my words are true. I don’t go around saying shit I don’t mean. I give her a soft peck not wanting to push too hard just yet. I know I have a tendency to come on strong. “You still want that cake?”
“Okay. Yeah.” Camreigh wets her lips, and I tell her to have a seat. She gets comfortable in the living room, and I pour her a glass of milk and get her a slice of cake. I hand her the plate and put the drink on a coaster next to her on the end table. I grab wireless monitor and set it on the coffee table so I can keep a check in on Thea. She had a long day, but I know my girl. She’ll wake up in a few hours cranky as hell, but I’ll get her a lavender bath and she’ll go back to sleep after a storybook or two being read to her.
I watch Camreigh eat her cake and notice the way her hand gravitates to the bottom of her belly, curving to cradle the rounding shape that is starting to form. “You thought of any names yet?”
She brings a napkin to her mouth and wipes the icing away. “Cameron for a boy. And Truvy for a girl.”
“Truvy?”
“Yeah. That was my mother’s name. She passed away when I was thirteen. She had throat cancer.”
“Must have been rough.”
“It was but it all happened so fast. By the time she was diagnosed there wasn’t anything to be done. What about you? Any names you want to nominate?”
“I’ll get back to you on that.”
“You do that.”
“Oh, I will. You’ll be hearing from me a lot.”
“I will, huh?”
“That’s a promise.”
“More like a warning,” she teases and smears chocolate icing on my lips. I hold her down and kiss her. One kiss turns into four more, each growing with intensity.
My cock is already growing hard at the thought of taking her right here. I shove the skirt of her dress up and hook her panties to the side, sinking a finger in her silken heat. Camreigh arches into my hand wanting more. “God, Sawyer.”
“Tell me what you want? You want this cock?” I thrust my thick digit in and out faster and faster until she starts to pant. “Can’t hear you.” I take away my finger and she whimpers as I lick her taste from it.
“I want you.” With her words I yank her panties off and unzip my pants.
I lay back on the other end of the couch and hold my erection straight up. “Then get over here and ride me till you cum.”
Camreigh does as she’s told, straddling my hips and impaling her hot little cunt on my dick. Gripping her hips, I hold her in place as she grinds her body down on mine. Her softness colliding with my hardness. She melts into me and fuck me if she doesn’t ride me hard, circling her hips and bouncing on the tops of my thighs. My woman takes what she wants and is relentless in her pursuit of her orgasm.
Greedy.
Hot.
And needy, I give it as good as she gives, meeting her every thrust in carnal lust.
Camreigh finds her release and I follow soon after. She falls to my chest and lets out a breath as I rub her back.
“We can’t keep doing this,” she whispers and tries to sit up.
“What—enjoying one another’s body?” I slap her ass and she squirms.
“We both agreed to slow.”
“So that means we can’t fuck.” I chuckle. “It’s not like we have to worry about you getting knocked up.” I grin and she scowls, but I can tell by the way her lips stretch upward slightly she wants to smile.
“I’m being serious.”
“So am I. You gonna deny that you aren’t addicted to my cock? That you don’t love the way it feels when I’m inside you.”
Her gaze stays one mine. “Tina says you have devil dick.” That smile she was fighting fully forms.
My brow shoots up. “Devil dick?”
“Yeah. Dick so good it must be possessed by the devil.”
“Well, goddamn, baby doll. You give me too much credit.”
She swats at my chest, and I pull her back down by the front of her dress for a kiss.
Chapter 11
~Camreigh~
I freeze in Sawyer’s arms when the front door opens and shuts. He jerks upright and looks over my shoulder, hooking a protective arm around me.
“I knew it. I fucking knew you wanted me gone because there was someone else. Who is she? Turn around and face me, bitch,” an angry female voice growls from behind me.
“Don’t move, Camreigh.”
I go deathly still. I may not know Sawyer all that well, but I trust the tone of his voice and the dark and deadly expression in his eyes.
“Stay right there!” The woman snaps as Sawyer shifts beneath me, sliding his hand down in the back of the couch.
“Marissa, you need to calm down. We were never really together. We’ve not fucked in a year or more. You’re not thinking clearly.” Sawyer’s voice comes out smooth and soothing, but I don’t think it will be enough.
I’m scared to turn around. What if he lied and she is a crazy bitch with a gun? What if she decides I’m trying to steal her man and shoots me? He did say she has bad habits. Maybe she is high. I feel scared and confused. I want to believe everything he said earlier.
“I want to see Thea. You think you can push me out of the picture and start a new family with your whore. It’s not happening. I’ll kill us all before anyone else takes my family from me.”
Oh god. I feel sick. My head swims. I think I am going to pass out.
“When you feel my finger tap your right side twice, I want you to roll to the floor,” Sawyer’s voice is barely audible in my ear. I feel the gun in his other hand as it rubs over my thigh. This is seriously fucked. I’m pregnant and Thea is asleep down the hall.
“I mean it, Sawyer. I’m not going to go away so you can start a new family without me. You were supposed to be mine. I thought in time you’d realize you love me, and we’d be a real fa
mily. But you don’t love me.” The woman starts to cry. She’s unraveling and despite my fear, I feel terrible for her.
I feel Sawyer’s finger tap me once then again. I am scared but do as he said and drop to the floor between the couch and coffee table. I put my hands over my head and pray she doesn’t have a gun and that Sawyer doesn’t have to do something that will haunt him for the rest of his life.
“This is between you and me, Mar. Thea is down the hall sleeping. I want you to think hard about what you are doing and saying right now.” I hear the click of his gun as he cocks it.
“I love you, Saw. You stopped being with me, and I tried to act tough, but I can’t keep pretending. You threw me away. I tried drinking you away. Hell, I even tried fucking you away with any man who gave me attention, but it was never enough. I feel you under my skin. The only thing that makes you disappear for a little while is getting high.” I hear her sniffle, and something hits the floor. Then a loud pop sounds, and I just know she is going to kill us all if Sawyer doesn’t do something first to stop her.
Another shot goes off but this time I know Sawyer has shot her to protect me...our unborn child—to protect Thea and himself. Marissa screams and drops on the floor.
I get up from the floor scared to turn around until I hear a tiny voice say, “Daddee?”
I go straight to Thea and usher her back down the hallway. She doesn’t need to see her mother bleeding out on the living room floor.
I get Thea in my arms and sit with her in the rocking chair, doing my best to soothe her. She’s a smart kid and knows something is wrong.
Voices filter through the residence. There’s some shouting and then I hear Marissa crying that she never would have hurt anyone. I let out a sigh of relief. She’s alive. Then there is this other crazy part of me that wishes she were dead. I don’t want that crazy bitch anywhere near Thea or Sawyer. I don’t care of she is her mother. I make myself a promise that I will protect this sweet little girl with everything I have in me as if she were my own.
I don’t know what the future holds for Sawyer and me, but I can’t walk away from him.
I won’t walk away from Thea. As crazy as it may sound, I feel a connection to her. Maybe it is because she is my baby’s sibling. Or because I know what it is like to lose a mother even if the circumstances are different. I just know that this little girl needs me and I’m going to be here.
I’m going to be with Sawyer.
The bedroom door opens and Sawyer smiles at me. He crosses the room to us and drops to his knees, wrapping his arms around us the best he can.
“I’m sorry. I never thought she’d do something like this. I never knew she felt that way about me.”
I stroke my fingers through his hair. Thea has gone back to sleep in my arms. “What’s going to happen to her? To Marissa that is.”
“Club business. I didn’t shoot her. I shot at the ceiling to scare her and it worked.”
I nod. I know biker life is different. I don’t know all the ins and outs, but I am willing to learn.
“Did Thea see?”
I shake my head. “She was scared by the loud noise, but I told her we were watching a scary movie.”
“You two look so perfect sitting here together.”
“I should put her back to bed and get going. It’s late and it’s been a long day.”
Sawyer moves and takes Thea from me. I watch from the doorway as he tucks her into her butterfly covers. Sawyer is a good dad, maybe a bit savage, but still he’s protective and loves that little girl with all he’s got. I can only hope one day he has enough love to give me.
When he turns around and sets his sights on me, I have no doubt that he will. The bad ass stalks toward me. His hand goes to my belly. “How’s my boy?”
“Boy?”
“Just a feeling.” His strong arms circle around me and I feel safe in his hold. “I don’t want you to leave. I want you to stay the night and every night after that.”
My breath catches in my throat. “Are you crazy? We said slow. That is the opposite of slow. That’s full throttle.”
“I lied. I don’t want slow. I know what I want. And that’s you in my bed under me every night and your mouth on my cock every morning.”
“Sawyer…I don’t know what to say.”
“My devil dick says you’ll stay.” He grins and I laugh.
Then he kisses me hard, long, and deep full of such promise I can’t deny him.
I am addicted to him and his devil dick.
Epilogue
~Sawyer~
I get Thea from the car and lead her down the gravel path. She’s dressed in her favorite dress. It’s yellow with pink roses embroidered on it. Her hair is in two pigtails that curl up at the ends. She smiles up at me as she carries the flowers she brought for Marissa. I wish I could say she had a better ending to her story but not even a month after she arrived in Texas, she broke out of the rehab facility Grim sent her to and was found a week later in a stolen car dead from an overdose.
I wish for Thea’s sake I would have paid more attention and noticed the downward spiral her mom was on, but I didn’t. Maybe I didn’t want to see it. I will never know. Everyone says I shouldn’t blame myself and for the most part I don’t but on days like today I feel guilty. I feel sad for my daughter that she can’t take flowers to her real mom on Mother’s Day in person. Instead she gets to bring them to a grave.
It has been two years, but it never gets easier bringing her to the cemetery. She is starting to forget Marissa. I try to tell her about her mom and show her pictures, but I can tell that today isn’t important to her. I think I bring her more out of my own peace of mind. She takes the flowers and places them on the headstone.
“Flowers for you, Rissa.” She looks back at me pleased with herself and starts chasing after a butterfly.
I smile and watch her run and try her best to capture the yellow wings between her hands as they flutter through the air.
I place my hand on top of the headstone. “I’m sorry I didn’t try harder for you. But I hope you know that I am taking care of Thea and she has a great mother in her life who treats her as her own.” I look up at the sky and hope wherever Marissa is that she can forgive me and herself.
That butterfly Thea was chasing lands on my finger, and I tell myself it is just a coincidence, but a calm feeling settles over me that I can’t explain. I smile and the butterfly flies off and lands on Thea’s nose. She giggles and swats at it until it takes off. “You ready to go, princess. Mommy and your brother are waiting for us.”
Thea nods and runs back to me, taking my hand once more.
We make it back home where Camreigh and Cameron are waiting for us. My chubby cheeked boy stretches his arms out to me from his mother’s lap. I kiss her cheek as I take him in my arms. “Happy Mother’s Day, baby doll.”
“I have something for you.” She smiles at me.
“Today is supposed to be about you,” I remind her.
“Read his shirt,” she tells me.
Confusion washes over me, but I look down at Cameron’s shirt and it reads: I’m going to be a big brother.
“Are you for real?” After Cameron was born Camreigh’s doctor said it would be a miracle if we had another child. He was still shocked we conceived at all. She had a miscarriage last year that was hard on us both and we agreed to stop trying because I didn’t want to put her through that loss again, but here we are.
My beautiful wife beams at me and rubs her belly. “I’m four months.”
“God, I love you.”
“I love you, Sawyer.”
Two years ago when I met a feisty thing who walked into the wrong place at the right time, I never expected to find love, but I’m not the first or the last to find the woman of his dreams at the Roadhouse.
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Glenna Maynard is a Kentucky native with a passion for romance best known for her bestselling romantic suspense novel I'm with You and The Black Rebel Riders' MC series. When she isn't arguing with the voices in her head or drinking reader tears, she enjoys watching classic TV shows with her two children and longtime leading man. Visit https://www.glennamaynard.com for more information.
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