“Watch, Talia.”
Settling on the seat, I put her back to mine as I lower her onto my lap. “Watch my brother own her body, Talia. Because I want to own yours.”
With my hands on her hips, I guide her body over my length, coating her juices on my shaft as she moans.
Right on time, Bouncer moves the bench and repositions the girl so the blood stops rushing to her head from the previous position.
“Watch him master her body,” I whisper as I begin to enter Talia’s sweet, tight pussy. Inch by inch, she takes me. Once I’m in her fully, I massage the inside of her thighs, teasing her pussy lips with my thumbs while kissing her neck. “Watch his cock slide in and out,” I say, rocking her body where my shaft slides in and out but without losing contact with her.
“Koa,” she whimpers. “Koa, I’m so full.”
“Watch him make her come. He masters her body, baby. Can I have that control?”
“Koa,” she cries out. “Yes, take me there.”
I press my thumb between her folds, finding her swollen nub. I rub circles as she begins to lift herself up and down on me. She tightens around me just as Bouncer gives the sub her sweet release.
“Give it to me, Talia. I want to feel you come around my cock. I want to master your body because, Teineitiiti, you’ve stolen my truck and you’ve stolen my very fucking soul.”
With those words, she comes down on my cock hard, fast, and she freezes over me before, falling back against me as her orgasm rocks through her body causing every part of her to shake. Seeing her lose herself, I find my own release right behind her, shooting my load deep inside her pussy.
She sighs against me as the aftershocks roll through her. “I’ve never,” she whispers, and I trail my hand up her body softly covering her mouth with a fingertip.
“Shhh, feel me. This is me, all of me, Talia. I’ve never found anyone who I thought could handle my life until you. Gotta know you’re in this all the way, because this is me. I’m not changing. If you can’t take this like it is, then baby, you gotta walk away.”
Slowly, she lifts her body off mine. My cock softens as the air hits it, coated in a mix of us both. She turns to face me, sitting sideways on my lap.
“Koa Kalini,” she begins, and for a moment, I wonder if I pushed her too far. “If that is your version of a punishment, then maybe I wanna steal your truck again.”
She smiles, and all my tension leaves.
“You sayin’ no more runnin’? No more train jumpin’? No more stealin’ strangers’ trucks?”
She presses her lips to mine. “I’m sayin’ I’ve never in my life felt anything like what I feel with you. I’ve never in my life trusted someone the way I trust you. And Koa, I’ve never in my life experienced life the way I do with you. Your Pops said your mom’s love was powerful like the ocean. Koa, you’re powerful like the sea. With every rise and fall of the tides, I want to feel every wave with you.”
With my woman satisfied on my lap, I let out a sigh. The scene in front of me is not nearly the turn on of seeing the woman in my arms smile.
Fuck yeah, I’m a motherfucking King.
A King of my world.
Fourteen
Talia
“The secret to having it all is believing you already do.” A quote on a bathroom wall. For the first time I feel like I have something real. For the first time I believe I have it all, Talia.
Three Months Later
I stretch my arms, ready to start a new day. My body is delightfully sore from a night filled with Koa. I have gained confidence in a way I never thought possible these last few months.
Maybe that’s what having family, real family, gives you. The Kings of Carnage MC is family. It’s acceptance. Chaos, Bash, North, Bouncer, Sly, and all the other brothers have been so nice to me. Even the bitches they refer to as club ass have been accepting of my place in Koa’s life. One of the girls works full-time at a hair salon, and she got me a job as a receptionist there.
I have to admit I was scared at first. Koa helped me find out my social security number and get a birth certificate. The fear won for a few days after we did the papers. I thought for sure someone from the Jacobs clan would find me. The security in Koa to keep me safe allowed me to have another gift in life.
Independence.
While Koa tells me I don’t have to work, and given the cash he constantly keeps in my purse and the balance in our joint bank account, I know it’s true. Except, I want to experience life, all of it, including having a job and earning a paycheck. I agreed if I were to get pregnant then at that point, I would let Koa support us all the way, so I can stay home with our child. While I’m not pregnant at this point in time, we aren’t doing anything to prevent it. And Koa pretty much plants his seed in me multiple times a day.
Whether we have a baby, we get married, or we don’t, I have a full life of a love strong like the ocean with my man.
The fear about people coming for me is gone. I wake up day in and day out feeling like the kingdom of Heaven isn’t even as great as the life I have with Koa. The only thing I miss is my sister.
She risked so much to give me this happiness I’ve finally found. I want her to have it too.
I’m lost in my thoughts as I get up to dress for work. Koa woke me at four to say goodbye. He had a run for the club and won’t be home until dinner.
After eating breakfast, I move to the living room to put on shoes when the doorbell rings. Reaching for my phone, the fancy new one Koa gave me, I look at the date. The furniture has all been delivered, except a china hutch I picked out.
Yes, in the recent weeks, Koa and I have filled every room in the house with furniture. We have a dining room table that seats eight because he says he plans to fill the table. I don’t know about having that many kids, but to see his eyes sparkle with such excitement over a table, I wasn’t about to say no. The guest bedrooms have beds, one even has two sets of bunkbeds because again, Koa is determined to fill the house.
We picked out a china hutch because Koa wants us to have plates for the holidays when everyone fills our house, so we can have those family traditions.
For a man who lived alone in a remote area for so long, he truly believes in family.
Moving to the door, I stop and peek out the peephole. A woman stands on my doorstep with her eyes cast down and a sunhat covering her head. I see children around her, but through the small hole, it’s hard to discern features.
I hesitate, wondering who they are.
Picking up the phone in my hand, I back away from the door and call Koa.
“Open the door,” he instructs, shocking me that he knows why I’m calling before I say anything. “I have a gift for you.”
Before I can reply, he ends the call, leaving me perplexed. Filled with trepidation, I open the door.
The woman lifts her head. Her eyes meet mine. Eyes I recognize.
The eyes of my sister.
“Talia,” she whispers, and the tears automatically fall down my face.
“Amara,” I cry out, reaching for her and pulling her in for a hug.
It takes a few seconds for it to all sink in. My sister is here in my house with my nieces and nephews – all five of them.
Just as I’m getting them inside, I get a text from my boss.
Shit, I have to go to work.
Koa let us know about your surprise. Take the day off, Talia. We’ll see you tomorrow.
The man thinks of everything. I get my family settled with snacks when I hear the sound of his motorcycle pulling up.
I am beyond excited. “I’ll be right back,” I tell Amara. “Sit tight.”
Without a second wasted, I rush outside, straight to my man. He gets the bike stopped as I half jump into his arms. I press my lips to his, kissing him with everything I have. Awkwardly, I’m half climbing him when he finally pulls away.
“Breathe, baby. Damn, you’re hot when you’re happy.”
I don’t reply with words. Instead, I c
limb on the bike facing him with the gas tank and other pieces hot under my ass. I put my feet on the foot pegs I usually use, only this time I’m backward in that I’m in front of Koa instead of behind him.
I press my lips to his again as he cuts the bike off in the middle of the driveway.
“Amara told me, you got her out. She told me the kids and her are coming here until she can sort out her life. She told me you did all this.”
He nods. One thing I’ve learned. Jinx is his road name because he only speaks when spoken to in a way that no one will ever be able to say, “Jinx, you owe me a coke,” on him because he won’t ever say the same thing at the same time as someone else. His silence doesn’t bother me. In fact, I find we both are very good without extra words. Right now, though, he deserves my words. All of them.
“My sister gave me a gift five years ago. She sent me away to spare me the pain of a lifetime as a second-class citizen. My sister, nor I, could have known the gift she gave to me was greater than setting me free. The gift she gave to me was finding you. Koa Kalini, the day you were born to a lost woman you were a gift to a barren woman with love to spare. The day life breathed into your soul, you were a gift to the world. Even under the biker badassness, you are true to the people who count. You are a gift, Koa, one that keeps on giving.”
He cups my face in his hands, pulling me to him. Koa and I have kissed many times and always passionately. This kiss is seeking, devouring, claiming, and owning— mirroring his possession of my soul.
As he breaks away and I fight to catch my breath, I remove his sunglasses. He has remarkable eyes. As the words leave my mouth, his eyes dance with life, with passion, with love.
In unison, we speak, and my heart stops.
“I love you, Koa.”
“I love you, Talia.”
That’s when I laugh. “Jinx.”
“Talia, as long as those are the words you keep saying for the rest of our days, you can jinx me anytime. I love you, Teineitiiti. You are my gift, and there’s not a damn thing I’ll ever deny you.”
Happy tears fall from my eyes. “I love you.”
This is us.
Two broken people.
Lives lived off the rails.
One path throwing us together.
And a love as strong as the ocean.
The End
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Excerpt from North by M.N. Forgy
North
Kings of Carnage MC
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M.N. Forgy
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North
Curling my fingers into dull blonde hair, I tilt her head back as far as it will go, the light above us illuminating the sweat glistening upon her neck. She moans, the sound of her whimpers conveying she’s close to coming, but too bad for her I’m closer.
Gritting my teeth I come, the expression on my face hardening as I finish leaving her wanting for more as I pull out from her.
Turning away, I tug the condom from my dick, the of me pulling up my pants and loss of breath filling the room.
“You really are an ass, North,” she complains, tugging her jean skirt over her bare ass.
With a smirk on my face, I toss the condom in the waste basket in the corner of the office and look at her. “Yet, you keep coming back for more, Valley. Why is that?”
Straightening the extensions hanging out of her hair, she glares at me with an unreadable twinkle in her eyes. “Good question,” she mumbles unhappy. But she knows why she keeps coming back, and it’s because the times I do let her come… she almost passes out from lack of oxygen and pleasure. Valley has had it in for me since the day we met, and we’ve been fuck buddies ever since.
Shaking my head at her attitude, I zip up my jeans and open the door to walk out of the office. The music is loud through the strip club as usual, spot lights of every color pulsating to the rhythm of the song playing through the speakers. The walls are dark with no windows because no one has any business looking in, the matching black hardwood floors creak beneath my boots as I take note of the place filling up which is normal for us. Centerfolds is the best place to be Thursday night through Sunday morning. Our woman are talented and classy, and we have alcohol which a lot of clubs in this area don’t have.
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