“There’s other women. You don’t love her. You don’t even know her.”
“Maybe I just don’t want you to have her.”
“If you gave a shit about her you’d want her to be happy.”
“You think you own her. I bet if given the choice she’d choose me.”
“Fine. Ask her what she wants. I’ll bring her and you can ask her face to face. But that’s right…you’re too big of a pussy to do that.”
“You afraid she’ll pick me?” I growl.
“No. I know who she wants. It’s my bed she’s in every night. My cock she takes and can’t get enough of. My son growing in her belly.”
“For now.”
“You threatening my wife?”
“What are you going to do about it, little brother?”
“I don’t have to lift a finger but mark my words. You stay in here, you’ll die. You come after my wife, I’ll fight you till one of us meets the Heavenly Creator or The Horned Bastard Downstairs.”
Chapter 13
Abel
Wiping the sleep from my eyes, I blink and look over at my wife. I love her so much…she’s so beautiful it goddamn hurts to look at her sometimes. I don’t know what I ever done to deserve her, but I’ll fight like hell to keep her. She’s the one real thing I can count on in this crazy fucked up world I’ve found myself in. Her stomach is blooming with our child, her breasts growing heavy with milk. She’s almost through her second trimester. I thought the Texas heat would do her in but she’s managed pregnancy well.
It suits her. Ainsley glows brighter than the sun. I curve my palm to her stomach and smile when our son kicks. We’re having a son. She doesn’t know that yet. She wants to be surprised at the birth, but I had to know. I also know this baby has my brother’s blood. The doctor told her they needed to do testing for genetic stuff but really it was to draw fluid and DNA to test for me.
I told her that I didn’t care, and I don’t. I only want to know to prepare myself for the day that my brother comes home and wants to claim what he thinks belongs to him—my wife. We’ve not spoken in months. Not since I went to see him and told him that I owned Ainsley completely and that it was my baby growing inside her.
What he don’t know won’t hurt me. I paid off the doctor to file the results in my favor. Maybe that makes me a dirty bastard, but nothing will come between my wife and me.
Not Blood.
Not even death.
I think I’ll love her even when there is nothing left of me but bone and dust.
My phone rings and I grab it off the nightstand. Uno’s name is flashing on the screen.
“What’s up?” It’s too damn early for him to be calling me. The sun isn’t even up yet.
“Truck was hit last night.”
“How much did we lose? All of it?”
“Might as well have been. Driver says it was the Skinz.”
“Raul probably paid them. Fuckin’ bastard.”
“You know what he wants. The tunnels.”
No, he wants everything.
But he can’t have it.
He can’t have her.
No one can.
She’s mine.
“Send out a new truck.”
“Is that wise right now?”
“Just do it.” I end the call and toss my phone on the bed.
“Hey,” Ainsley croaks and kisses my shoulder. “Everything okay?”
“Nothing for you to worry about.”
Her arms go around me. “Then come back to bed.”
I wish I could. I get lost in her all too easily so much so sometimes I lose sight of everything I am trying to protect including her. “You sleep. I’m going to hit the gym.”
“It’s so early, and I won’t sleep without you.”
“You’re spoiled.” I scoot back and lean against the headboard.
“So are you.” She moves between my legs. Her fingers wrap around me, but I have too much on my mind.
“C’mere.” I pull her into my lap. Her head moves to my shoulder, and I run my fingers through her hair and hold her tight. “I just want to hold you.”
My wife stays quiet and it isn’t long before she is back asleep. I wait for her breathing to even out and lay her next to me. I have to keep her safe. Both of them. Her and our baby.
As soon as my feet hit the floor Petunia wakes and is eager to go out back to do her business. I scoop her up in my arms and hold her like a football while I walk down the stairs. I let her out the back door and keep it cracked enough for her to come back in on her own.
Going through the motions, I start the coffee pot. Ainsley can’t drink the stuff, but she loves the smell. I grab my cigarettes and step onto the back patio and light one up. Maybe I should turn the Skinz on Raul. Those bastards will do anything for a little yayo. I have plenty to spare. I still have more than half of what I lifted off the Colombians. The new head of the Colombian Cartel, Alejandro López is looking to make things right between our houses.
It’s a tempting offer. I did him a favor by taking out his competition. He owes me. I’m a biker, but I can see a bigger picture. What tempted my late father-in-law and made him the man he became. I don’t want that kind of power, but it is within my reach, and I may not have a choice other than embracing it. I can give Ainsley the life she deserves. I finish my cigarette and take Petunia back inside with me.
I go into my office and pull a burner out of the bottom drawer. “Let’s meet.”
“Neutral territory.”
“Name the time and place. I’ll be there. Don’t pull any funny shit.”
Ending the call, I go back upstairs and text Uno.
Prez- We ride out soon. Need everything in place.
Uno – I’ll handle it.
With that shit decided, I crawl back in bed and decide that I do want to get lost for a few hours anyway.
I part my wife’s legs and wake her with my mouth greedily sucking on her clit.
“Hmmm,” she hums in greeting. Slender fingers instantly find my hair and give it a tug. “Good morning.” Her lips part and she pants under my affection.
There’s nothing sweeter than the taste of her on my tongue. Licking and sucking on her pussy I let my troubles and the rest of the world fade away. Here in our bed none of that shit matters. There’s only the two of us and the way we make each other feel. Thrusting two fingers inside her, I work her pussy, getting her ready for my cock.
My tongue slow dances with her clit in a circular motion. Bucking her hips, she rides my fingers seeking an escape. I’ll give it to her. I’ll give her the world.
Sliding up her body, I guide my cock inside her sweet heat. Her juices coat the head, and I slide right in where I’m at home. Ainsley’s pussy curves to my dick. Her body molds to mine. There’s never been a man who loves a woman more than I love her. “God, baby, I love you.” I draw out of her and slam back in.
Her nails dig into my back, clawing at me, urging me to go deeper. Harder. “Don’t stop,” she pleads in my ear. Legs around my waist her ankles lock together keeping me right where she wants me.
I hug her torso to mine and roll us so that I’m on my back and she’s riding me. My favorite view is seeing my pretty girl coming on my cock. “You gonna take your man hard and fast or you gonna ride me soft and slow?” I slap her ass and she moans, sucking a finger into her mouth. Grinding that pussy down on me she moves faster, working her hips from side to side. I watch her breasts as they bounce with every stroke. I can tell she’s getting close.
Her pussy is so wet I feel her juices running down her thighs.
“I’m close,” she breathes the words out, closing her eyes and rocking back and forth. Clenching her muscles around me tight, that sweet body trembles and shakes. Ainsley’s orgasm takes over and she falls forward on my chest. Her swollen belly rubs against me and I smile.
There’s nothing sexier than my wife.
“Let
me behind you, wife ‘o mine.”
Complying to my desire she rolls over and braces on all fours. She loves it when I fuck her from behind. I grab a fistful of her hair and give it a yank. “Want your pussy creaming this dick.” I slap her ass and slam home balls deep. Gliding in and out I tease at her puckered hole with my finger, using her arousal as a lubricant. That’s how wet my girl is for this cock. I time the thrust of my finger in her tight little asshole with the strokes of my cock buried in her pussy.
In no time Ainsley is gushing for me. I abandon the ass play and chase my own release now that my woman is perfectly sated. Gripping her hips, I hammer her, fast and hard, loving the sounds ripping from her throat as she cries out in pleasure.
Not long after I nut all inside her my phone is buzzing with a call from Uno. Alejandro wants to meet tonight. It’s sooner than I expected but an enemy of my enemy is a friend.
I hate to miss today’s baby doctor appointment with Ainsley, but I am doing it for her.
It’s all for her.
Without her none of it would matter.
Chapter 14
Ainsley
“Will it always be this way between us you think?”
“The way I feel for you, baby, grows deeper each day. If I could stay here in this bed buried inside you forever, I’d never leave.”
When he talks like this, he makes it impossible to get mad that he’s missing my appointment today. “You owe me.”
“For what?” He rubs his chin, studying me.
“Uh…my appointment today. Duh.”
“I think I more than made up for it this morning with how I woke you up.”
“You do that every morning.”
“Yeah and you better enjoy it while you still can because when the baby comes, I’ll have to share you. I won’t get these all to myself.” Pinching my nipples, Abel teases me.
“Don’t be doing that.” I squirm and milk leaks into my bra. “Ugh. Now I have to change you jerk.”
“I’m your jerk.” Sticking his tongue out at me he grins wider.
“When are you riding out?”
“Soon as Uno gets here. Murphy and Teagan are coming over to go to your appointment. She can drive you and he’ll be following behind.”
“Is that necessary. Things have been quiet.”
Something crosses over his eyes, but he tries to hide it.
“Is something wrong? Did something happen?”
“Nothing to worry that pretty head of yours over.”
A motorcycle roars down the driveway.
“That’s Uno., Give me some sugar.”
I pout and fold my arms over my chest.
“Tell me.”
“Don’t deny me of that mouth, wife ‘o mine.” Grabbing my face, he brings our mouths together and pulls away too quick for my liking. “I’ll call you later.”
“You better. You know I’ll worry if I don’t hear from you.”
“Don’t worry about me. Just take of yourself and my baby.”
“You mean our baby.” I lean up for another kiss before he goes.
“Later.” He squeezes my boob again, and I growl at him.
Shrugging his cut on he goes out the bedroom door, and I fall back on the pillows.
Glancing over at the clock on my nightstand, I know I need to get a move on if I am going to make it to my appointment on time. I pop into the shower but decide to save time by not washing my hair.
Slipping my maternity jeans on I feel big as a house though if my husband were still here, he’d argue that he loves me like this. I don’t know what he finds sexy about me being swelled up like a prize hog, but the man seems to love me pregnant.
My cell phone buzzes with a call from my mother-in-law. Ever since Abel told her that we’re pregnant she calls me every other day to make sure we don’t need anything and to make sure her son is treating me right. She’s supposed to come down after the baby is born and spend a few weeks with us. I send her to voicemail and promise myself I’ll call her after my appointment so I can give her the latest update. Not that there is really anything to report. I’m perfectly healthy and so is my baby.
I know she is overly excited for the baby. Her adopted daughter, Morgan has a kid, but my baby will be her first blood grandkid. Not that blood makes family, but I just get the feeling this baby means a lot to her. It could just be because Abel is the baby of her family. And I am eager to know that my child will have grandparents who actually care and want to be in our lives.
Murphy and Teagan show up to take me to the doctor. She’s nervous to drive my car, but I feel safer in it. More comfortable. Her man, Murphy follows behind us on his bike. You’d think I was famous or royalty with the way the Black Rebel Devils family fusses over me. I know it’s because of Abel ordering them to but it feels nice. I never really had family growing up, but Abel and his bikers make me feel special and like I finally have a family of my own. I have a place in their world. I matter to them.
I’ve never had that until I married Abel.
“Have you been thinking anymore about names?” Teagan turns down the radio.
“Not a freaking one. I want to wait until he or she is born to decide. I just feel like I won’t know until I see my baby’s face.”
“I respect that, but doesn’t it drive you crazy not knowing?”
I shrug. “Not really. I’m excited though. I hope this baby has Abel’s eyes.”
“You two are disgusting.”
“What?” I crack a smile at her.
“You’re so in love, it makes the rest of us look and feel like losers.” She laughs.
“Pfft. Whatever. I see the way Murphy looks at you. He ever gonna make an honest old lady out of you?”
“Nah. I doubt it. He will never get over Violet.”
“Goldie’s mom?”
“Yeah.”
“What happened between them?”
“She cheated and got remarried to some banker dork.”
“No way. Murphy is hot.”
“Tell me about it.” She sighs and gets this dreamy expression on her face. She brakes at a four-way crossing for the red light. She watches her man through the rearview mirror, and I wonder what I can do to give Murphy a nudge in the right direction. He’s crazy about Teagan. Anyone that sees them together knows that they are it for each other.
I look up as the light starts to change and everything happens so damn fast my head begins to spin. A blacked-out SUV pulls straight in front of my car and another pulls up behind Murphy on his motorcycle. The passenger window rolls down and a gunshot rings out. I scream and look to Teagan only to see a hole between her eyes.
Panic seizes me and I can’t breathe as tight pains squeeze violently in my chest and stomach. Murphy is nowhere to be seen and I click the locks on my car shut. When I go for my cell phone a man exits the SUV and points a gun at me outside of the passenger side window where I sit. His threat is clear. Come with him or die just like Teagan.
I drop the phone in the floorboard as it dials my husband, and I pray he answers in time to hear me being taken.
As I step out of the car a black hood goes over my head and my hands are bound behind my back. I can hear Abel calling my name over the speaker of the car. My phone automatically connects to the Bluetooth function.
“Baby, you there? Ainsley!” He screams for me, but I can’t answer him. I’m being lifted over a shoulder and hauled to one of the SUVs. My pulse pounds in my ears, and all I can think about is Abel and protecting our child.
Dear God, please don’t fail me now.
Chapter 15
Axel
Sometime in the middle of the night a guard entered my cell, placed me in cuffs, then put a hood over my head. A needle stuck me in the arm, and I was out. I feel like I am suffocating under this damn black hood. I don’t know where I am or what the fuck is happening, but it sounds like I’m on an airplane. Whatever drugs that asshole shot me up
with must be affecting me still.
I’m dizzy and my stomach’s queasy feeling. I’m praying I don’t fucking throw up in this goddamned hood. I blink a few times and fall in and out of consciousness unsure of how much time has passed. Finally, the hood is lifted and dots float before my eyes when I open them attempting to adjust to the sudden burst of light that is blinding me. Perfume wafts up my nose and that sick dizzy feeling returns. My vision is hazy but the more I blink a woman sitting across from me comes into focus.
She has long blonde hair and big tits.
“Who the fuck are you?” I croak. My throat feels like it’s been rubbed raw with sandpaper.
“Andrea Hernandez, but you can all me Oaklyn.” Her red painted lips stretch wide and her pearly whites sink into her bottom lip. The woman extends her hand out to me, but I’m still cuffed. “Oops.” She giggles and snaps her fingers. Someone grips my hands from behind and unlocks the cuffs.
My arms are burning, and my wrists are raw. I bring them to my lap and rub them.
“You must be thirsty.” She slides into the seat next to mine, and I look around, realizing we are indeed on a plane.
“Where are you taking me?”
“No questions.” She shushes me with a finger to my lips. “Later, I’ll answer any questions. For now…let me take care of you.” She goes down on her knees in front of me, and I stare at her wondering what the fuck this about until her hand goes to my dick. I groan. It’s been more than seven months since I’ve felt the touch of a woman and one so damn pretty at that. To be continued in Sex & Cigarettes book 3 Black Rebel Devils MC
Dear Reader,
Thank you for reading Guns & Roses. I went into this story with a different outcome entirely in mind, but my characters had other ideas. Hell’s Kitchen is a fictional town set in Texas that is home to my Black Rebel Devils MC. I had every intention on this series being a series of interconnected standalone titles, but Abel said no way and Ainsley and Axel agreed. I have no idea what is to come but hope you will be along for the crazy ride.
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