by Kat Cameron
“You smell fucking delicious. I could only imagine how you taste.” His gravelly voice was not helping the situation down below, whatsoever.
As his hands learned my body in the most intimate ways, he pulled my shirt up over my head; he was still behind me with not a stitch of clothing on. My nerves were starting to get the best of me because of how slow Axel was taking this. As his hands went to my jeans, he unbuttoned them and whispered, “If you want me to stop, tell me."
Understanding what he meant, I nodded and let him take my jeans and panties off me. He laid me out on the bed and stared at me, taking in the lines and contours of my body. He was making me self conscious, but at the same time I wanted to be devoured by him. I also wanted to do some devouring of my own. Judging by the hungry look on his face, I was going to have to wait.
Axel spread my legs and traced his fingers up them from my ankle to my inner thigh, making me shiver in wanting agony. His nose and mouth followed the same path until finally his mouth was on my heated core. Axel kissed my outer lips and continued inward until finally he got to my clit.
Circling around and around, he made me unbelievably wet. He slid one finger inside me and hit my inner spot, like a beacon calling out his name, just as I was. He lifted his mouth off me but continued rubbing my clit with his thumb while slipping another finger into me. My back was bowing off the bed when I looked down at him and saw the feral look in his eyes. His mouth was wet with my desire when he asked, “You wanna come, baby?”
“Please!” Was all that was out of my mouth. He took that and ran with it as his mouth landed right back on my wet pussy. He sucked my clit into his mouth and it felt like I exploded into a million pieces of pleasure. Only after I came down from this high did I realize his mouth was hanging slightly open and his whole chest was wet. Shit, did I fucking squirt on him? I almost let that question out, but before I could, he was on top of me grinding his hard cock against my over sensitive clit.
While he was kissing me, I noticed the taste of my own arousal, and that was hot as fuck. Dragging his mouth down my neck he whispered, “ I was right. You taste just as delicious as you fucking smell.” With that, he went to my nipples and teased me right into another orgasm. Who knew stimulation of the nipples could result in an orgasm?
While he was kissing his way back up to me, I grabbed a condom out of his nightstand and he looked at me and asked, “Are you sure, Riley? I don’t want you to feel pressured. We can stop right now. We don’t have to go any further.”
It was sweet he was reassuring me, but there was no way I was stopping right now. He had been patient with me and I wanted to give him this. So in answer to his question, I rolled the condom on his cock and put him at my entrance. I was wet enough that he slid right in with what sounded like a painful groan. “Fuck, you feel so damn perfect, Riley. So wet and tight and mine. You are fucking mine, right? Tell me, Riley,” He demanded. The look in his eyes was so deadly serious that I was a little stuck on my words.
“Yes, yours. And if any woman gets close to your dick again, I will chop it off and shove it down your own throat.” Huh. I have never been possessive before. He must bring it out of me. The rest of my thoughts disappeared as he lifted one of my legs over his shoulder and started hammering into me. I could feel the orgasm coming along and it wasn’t anything compared to the first two he gave me; it was more intense.
“Fuck yeah, darlin’. Squeeze my cock with that tight pussy. Fuck!” He groaned as I gave him what he wanted. I felt the orgasm so fierce, it was like fire licking through my veins. At the same time, he pumped his release into me and fell onto his forearms next to my head, breathing heavily.
“You are fucking perfect, baby.” He kissed my nose, got up to deal with the condom, and came back to lift me up and bring me in the shower. He got it hot for us and started washing my hair with a gentleness I didn’t think he could possess. His gentle hands finished cleaning the rest of my body for me and I felt like a queen by the time we were done. It was so fucking perfect.
“Thank you, Axel.” I gave him a kiss on his cheek and returned the favor of washing his hair and body too.
As we finished showering, someone knocked on his bedroom door and yelled, “Church in five minutes!” Shit. I totally forgot where we were. I turned redder than a damn apple when I realized everyone probably heard us.
“Nobody is going to give a shit, baby. Relax. I gotta go, but I will see you later.” It was strange how he could almost read my mind. As he got dressed and left me to my own devices, I started to wonder how I was going to tell Stana about Reese. I was nervous that she would push me away or be worried that I was too much of a psycho to be around her and the kids.
If she feels that way, then you will still have me and Axel. I know it isn’t the same, but we will be here, always.
I knew that, but at the same time I wanted my sister back the way we used to be. We were getting there, but I felt more nervous now than I did before. If she didn’t accept who I was, then how would it work with us being around each other all the time? There was only one way to find out, and that was to let her know everything. Mind made up, I went in search of her and found her with the kids in the living room. Seeing Kelly at her usual spot at the bar, I went over and asked her to watch the kids for a few minutes while I talked to Stana. She said she would and that I don’t ever have to ask for anything like that since the kids were such angels.
“Stana! Can we talk outside, really quick?” She shot me a concerned look but nodded her agreement and we walked to the front door. She grabbed a coat and I held the door open for her. Taking a deep breath before I sat down on the patio chair, I looked at Stana and said, “I have something to tell you, but before I do, I want you to know that if you can’t accept it or me after I tell you, I understand. I will always love you and you will always be my sister, but I can’t hold this in any longer.” Shit, the tears were starting already.
“Whatever it is, Riley, I could never not accept it. You are my sister. There is nothing you could tell me that would make my love you any less.” So, I went on to explain Reese and how she came about. Everything I went through with my ex husband and how Reese protected me. Usually, she would be comforting me with these conversations, but she was quiet the whole time. I think she understood that I had to figure out how to fight these battles on my own. By the time I was done, Stana sat there stunned into silence. I couldn’t blame her, it was a lot to take in.
“Can I meet her?” That was not at all what I was expecting, but if I wanted to have my sister, I felt that this was the right thing to do, so I nodded and let Reese take over.
Reese
Being out was always freeing, but this time the nerves were in full force which wasn’t something that I was used to. I understood what Riley meant by wanting Stana to accept us because I wanted the same thing. Although I never expressed my feelings, I was afraid of being rejected by her. So, as Riley let me pull forward, I kept our eyes shut for a couple seconds before taking a deep breath.
“You can open your eyes, Riley. I am not mad at you,” Stana said. I don’t think she understood the transition that just took place right in front of her eyes though. I shook my head and laughed lightly. I knew that my voice was slightly different then Riley’s, so when I heard Stana gasp, I knew she understood then.
“Reese,” she whispered. Opening my eyes and slowly looking at her, she looked stunned, but understanding. Like this was the answer to all her questions. I nodded my head but didn’t say anything, almost afraid that I was going to scare her away. Her eyes got big but she didn’t look scared. In fact, a big smile came over her face. Next thing I knew she was surrounding me in a big hug.
“I knew something was different when I would see her stare off distantly sometimes!” she squealed. Okay, this was not the reaction I thought was going to happen. Not even close.
“You knew something was different?” I wondered. She nodded and explained.
“There were times when I saw yo
ur eyes go cold. It was like you were, well... going somewhere else in your mind. Well, Riley, I mean. It all makes sense now,” she mused.
“So, you aren’t mad at Riley?” I asked.
“No. Absolutely not. I want to thank you for being there for Riley when no one else was. I don’t want to even think about where she could have been if it wasn’t for you,” she told me with so much sincerity in her voice, it kind of shocked me.
“Alright, that is enough with this mushy shit. That is Riley’s department. I am going to hide in my hidey hole now.”
Bullet
I knew what church was going to be about. My nerves were making themselves known now more than ever. I was nervous because I could still be voted to stay a probate even though Snake and some of the other brothers wanted to patch me in. No matter what happened, I would still be here.
“Alright brothers. I called church because I wanted to vote in one of our probates. He has been here for a year and he proved to myself and Crow that he should be a patched member. Let’s take a vote. All for Bullet being patched in?” Everyone said aye. Which meant more to me than anyone could imagine, considering I never had a family like this. The only family I had was the shit that I could only pretend was a family.
“That was easy. Now Bullet, come up here and get your official cut, brother!” Everyone started clapping and hollering in celebration. From there it was pretty much a shit storm of shots, the women all having fun, and the men drinking like their life depended on it. At one point, I was pretty sure Stana was dragging Crow to the bedroom for a quick fuck even though he was piss drunk. Which reminded me... my woman was looking beautiful as fuck and like she had a weight off her shoulders. I was wondering what that was about when I realized that Reese came out to play. Damn, I really shouldn’t be looking at her this way but I couldn’t help it. She was Riley so it wasn’t cheating, was it? Fuck it. I will just ask her what she thinks. If she thought so, she would just chop my fucking dick off anyways.
“Baby,” I purred into her ear, making sure to lick the bottom part of her neck where it met her shoulder. She was talking to Grinder but I felt her shiver. The conversation went right along as if I hadn’t even been here. Well that just wouldn’t do. I wrenched my hand in her hair and gripped tight. She sucked in a breath and stopped in the middle of her sentence. Much fucking better. Then I felt the prickle of her knife right at my hardened cock. Fuck! Why did that turn me on? I might have growled at her too.
“Excuse us, brother. We got some shit to take care of.” I dragged her into the bedroom and slammed her against the door while taking her mouth like our lives depended on it. She thrust her hands into my hair and pulled hard enough to make me wince but not pull away. Knife forgotten, I dropped my hands to her thighs as I lifted her so she could wrap her legs around my waist. As I laid her on the bed, she did some kind of move so I was under her and she hopped off me. I was a little confused before I saw that she was picking up that goddamn knife again.
“You think you are just going to get me into bed that easily? You know Riley is just as turned on as I am and she is totally down for this, but we are going to do things my way because this is most likely the only time it is going to happen. Understand?” I nodded yes because I didn’t know if I was capable of answering yet.
“Get naked and lie on the bed.” The demand in her voice made me fucking shiver and I wasn’t the type to be dominated in bed by women. But if this was the only chance I was going to get with Reese then I may as well make it worth both of our time. So I did what she told me, and I laid there with my hands behind my head, butt ass naked, waiting for her to make the next move.
I watched her move around the bed and as she got closer, she started trailing the dull side of the knife up my legs. I had full trust in her that she wouldn’t hurt me. So I lay there and waited for her to do whatever it was she wanted. The thing that bothered me was when she brought the knife close to my cock. But I didn’t want to interrupt what she was doing. She circled around and around which only made me fucking harder because she wasn’t actually touching me where I needed it most.
“Do you know how it feels to be locked up in Riley’s head while she gets all the action? It is like the biggest form of a tease there is. But when she has an orgasm I can feel it. I can feel everything you do to her. I mean, obviously we share the same body. But she said it wouldn’t feel like she is being cheated on if you were to fuck me. How do you feel about fucking me, Axel?” she asked in a gritty, fucking seductive voice. Fuck! She was tracing up my body now and I was on the verge of blowing my fucking load from it.
“I feel like you should take your fucking clothes off and fuck me if you are going to already,” I groaned as she started stripping. Her dusty fucking nipples and full breasts looked so delicious but I wouldn’t move. When she took off her pants, I saw her wetness sliding down her thigh. I wanted to lick it right up to her slit and gorge on her like she was my last fucking meal.
“Reese, I swear to... oh fuck.” She brought the knife down to my dick. She was pressing just hard enough to feel she was still using the dull edge. My eyes rolled back in my head when I felt her mouth on me. It was the sweetest suction and heat that I desperately needed right now. The knife disappeared when I opened my eyes so I wrapped her hair around my hand and pumped my cock into her mouth. “Fuck, baby suck harder. Reese… goddamn it!”
Ripping her mouth off me, I flipped her ass over my face and licked her wet pussy like I was eating an ice cream cone. She tasted so fucking delicious I didn’t want to stop. Her mouth was once again on me and I was close to finishing right down her throat. I slid a finger inside her and sucked her clit in my mouth. She was close. I could feel her pussy squeezing so I used her own wetness as lube to enter that pretty rose bud of hers and plunged in. Next thing I knew she was riding my face and screaming out her orgasm.
She flopped over me, her hair splayed out on my thighs but that isn’t what I wanted. Pulling myself out from underneath her, I pulled a condom out of the nightstand and dragged it over myself. As soon as I was sheathed, I shoved my cock into her wet heat, gripped her hips, and rutted her like a fucking animal. I didn’t know where this was coming from but I bent over her and bit her shoulder while she screamed. “You fucking like that, baby? You like the feel of my cock sliding in and out of you?”
“Please, Axel. I am gonna fucking come. Please make me come!” Reese was begging. Knowing how she was and that she didn’t beg for anything had me closer to my own release. I flicked her clit a few times and she went off again, crying out my name. I felt her heat squeezing my cock for dear life and I pumped my release into her with a groan. Out of breath, I pulled out and got rid of the condom. When I came back out she was fast asleep on my bed.
I woke up the next morning a little disoriented but Riley’s hair was in my face and it smelled like blueberries and maple syrup. I went to get up and relieve my bladder when I realized there was a bite mark on her shoulder. Shit. I didn’t mean to leave a fucking mark on her. But fuck, I don’t even know what happened last night. It was like I was a man possessed, determined to own what was his. I was never the possessive type but I guess Riley brought it out in me. Or Reese, rather. Fuck, this was confusing. I don’t think I should have done that. Maybe last night was a mistake. One definitely worth having a conversation with Riley about.
A little while later we went out to the diner—Evergreen—that was down the road, for breakfast. It was a little hole in the wall but it had good food. When we left, it was raining outside so we took my truck instead of the bike. I told Riley that I wanted to talk without everyone’s ears around and that this place had the best pancakes in town. She got this look on her face that said she knew it was going to be a talk about what happened last night but I assured her that everything was fine, because it was. I just didn't want her to feel uncomfortable about it. I had to make sure she was okay with it. I always wanted her to be able to tell me if something was wrong.
Walking into the
diner, I noticed that Hailey, a waitress I hooked up with once, was working, which meant fucking trouble and I didn’t want to make this any worse for Riley. Fuck, maybe this conversation wasn’t going to happen here. We chose a table in the corner and I was hoping that Hailey wouldn’t make a scene. The menus were already on the tables without customers so we figured out what we wanted by the time the waitress came around.
I looked up and fucking Hailey was standing there, looking at my woman curiously. She didn’t say anything like a proper waitress should have, so I took that as my cue and ordered our food. Some fucking women just didn’t get the point of a hookup even when I told them it was a one time thing and it would absolutely never fucking happen again.
Riley was the one exception and she would never be disrespected, if I had anything to say about it. She finally walked the fuck away and Riley was staring at me with her head cocked to the side a little. Shit, the look she was giving me almost made my balls shrivel up and hide away for life.
“You hooked up with her?” she demanded. And there went my dick, hard as a fucking rock at her demanding tone. I nodded my head. Taking a sip of my water that a different waitress brought over, I almost choked as I felt her kick my shin under the table.
“Babe, you wanna know something fucking ask.”
“Did she mean anything to you?” she asked.
“Not a thing. Told her it was a one time thing. Not my fucking problem if she didn’t understand what that meant.” That was the end of the questions about that, which I was thankful for since I didn’t really feel like talking about shit that didn’t mean anything to me. The food wasn’t here yet so I figured we should get going on this conversation before we had any more interruptions.
