Slash (Devil's Fury MC 7)

by Harley Wylde

  “You’ve held me down several times now, using your body, and I was all right. I know it’s you here with me and that you won’t hurt me.”

  I cupped her cheek. “You have no idea what it means to me, knowing you trust me.”

  “Of course, I trust you, Talon. You came for me when no one else did. Claimed me. And you love me. Who better to trust than you?” she asked.

  “When you put it like that…” I smiled and kissed her again. “But we’re definitely using the nipple clamps. Hope they came with batteries and don’t need to charge.”

  “I-I don’t know.” Her eyes were wide and full of excitement.

  I helped her open the toys and clean them. The nipple clamps did use batteries. I made sure they worked and set them aside. The handcuffs joined them on the bedside table, as well as the vibrator. The other stuff could wait.

  I slipped my hand between her thighs and felt how wet she was. Toppling her to the bed, I reached for the handcuffs and shackled her to the headboard. She tugged at them but didn’t seem like she was going to freak out. If anything, she gave me a shy smile.

  My jaw was rough with stubble and I rubbed it against her neck and across the tops of her breasts. Not only did I like marking her, but my sweet butterfly liked it too. She always arched into me and made the sexiest sounds.

  I cupped her breasts and licked one of her nipples before sucking it into my mouth. It hardened against my tongue and I gently bit down. Shella cried out and her hips bucked. I took my time teasing her and making sure her nipples were nice and hard. Reaching over to the bedside table, I grabbed the nipple clamps and clipped them in place. With the press of a button, they turned on and she sucked in a breath.

  “Oh, God. Talon! It feels so good.”

  “That’s what I want to hear. I’ll be making you feel even better.” I settled between her thighs and spread them wide. “Time to make you beg, Shell.”

  I spread her pussy open and gave her a long, slow lick. So fucking sweet! I lapped at her, not touching the one spot she wanted me to the most. I worked around her clit before giving it a light bite. She squealed and her body tensed, but she was so fucking wet I knew she’d liked it.

  “More!” she demanded.

  I brought her close twice and backed off each time. No matter how much she wanted to come, I wasn’t ready to let her. The more I teased her, the harder she’d orgasm when I finally allowed it.

  I grabbed the vibrator off the bedside table and turned it on. Slipping it into her wet pussy, I didn’t stop until she’d taken it all. The toy wasn’t as big as me, but it wasn’t exactly small either. I licked, sucked, and nibbled on her clit while the vibrator buzzed inside her.

  “Talon! I need more. Please! Fuck me!”

  I barely moved the toy, only withdrawing it an inch or two before easing it back inside her. When she cried out in frustration and squeezed me with her thighs, I chuckled and gave her another slow lick. Her cries of frustration finally made me relent. I worked her pussy with the vibrator and sucked her clit hard until she came, screaming out my name.

  She shuddered and panted. I shut off the toy and set it aside before settling my body over hers. The dazed look in her eyes made me smile as I brushed her hair back from her face. “So beautiful.”

  I reached for her thigh and hiked her leg over my hip, opening her to me. I went slow, filling her with my cock, and fought for control. Hot. Wet. Perfect. Next time, I’d flip her over, work her ass with that vibrator while I pounded her pussy, and make her scream. But this time I wanted to give her something more.

  I’d fucked women since I’d been sixteen. With Shella, I wanted to make love to her. I went slow, making her come twice as I kissed her. Gripping her hip, I drove into her harder. Every stroke was like heaven. I groaned as I came inside her.

  “What was that?” she asked, sounding dazed.

  “That was me making love to my wife,” I said, kissing her again.

  “I liked it.” She smiled. “But I also like it when you take what you want.”

  I reached up and tugged on one of the nipple clamps. “That right? Because I’d thought about flipping you over and using the vibrator to fuck your ass.”

  Her eyes dilated and knew she was intrigued. Oh yeah, my little butterfly was fucking perfect for me. I adjusted the cuffs so I could turn her over. I had lube in the drawer and grabbed it along with the vibrator. After I got her ass nice and slick, I turned the toy on and let it buzz against her tight little hole. Shella squirmed and whimpered, clearly wanting more.

  I took my time, easing the toy inside her. I gave her a few short strokes until I knew she could handle more. My dick was already hard as granite. I plunged deep into her pussy and gripped her hip with one hand while I fucked her ass with the toy. Fuck! The vibrator was just fat enough that it made her pussy feel even more incredible. Not to mention how the vibrations felt along my cock.

  I pushed the vibrator in deep before grabbing her hips with both hands. I leaned over her a little, holding the toy in place as I fucked her. I rode her hard, taking what I wanted, what I needed. No, what we both needed. My hips slapped against her ass. I leaned back a little and looked down, watching as I stroked in and out of her. The sight alone was nearly enough to make me come.

  “Don’t stop, Talon! Please don’t stop.”

  I slipped my hand down between her legs and rubbed her clit. Her pussy clenched down as she came, and I couldn’t hold back another second. I came inside her, my cock twitching. I stayed buried inside her, running my hand up and down her back. If I were younger, I’d fuck her all night long. Even though I’d already come twice, and could possibly go one more round, I also didn’t want to be too rough with Shella. Not while she was pregnant.

  I eased out of her, thrust the toy in and out of her ass a few more times, then pulled it out. After I released her from the handcuffs, I lifted her into my arms and carried her to the bathroom. I’d wash my butterfly before I cleaned the toys and put them away. I let the shower get nice and hot before I carried her into the glassed-in stall.

  I took my time soaping her skin. She cuddled against me and swayed slightly on her feet. I’d worn her out. Hell, I felt pretty wiped out myself. I cleaned up and dried us off. I tucked Shella into bed, where she promptly closed her eyes and gave a soft sigh. I cleaned the toys and left them in the bathroom to dry, and I crawled into bed next to my wife, holding her close.

  “Get some rest, butterfly. We’ll take a nap, and then I’ll order some dinner for us.”

  She mumbled something I didn’t quite understand and I knew she was asleep. I couldn’t remember a time I’d felt more content. The men who’d hurt her were gone. The women had been punished. There wasn’t anything standing in our way.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Shella

  I gripped Slash’s hand tight as I stared at the machine. I didn’t know the exact date of my webcam show, but I thought I was only about three and a half months pregnant, but the doctor wanted to get a better idea of the date I conceived. I’d hoped the ultrasound would tell us if we were having a boy or girl. I had another few weeks to go before that could happen, but at least we’d know our baby was healthy.

  Slash stared at the screen as the image became a little clearer. My eyes misted with tears as I stared at the baby. Then the technician moved the wand and I couldn’t stifle my gasp. “There’s two?”

  The tech grinned. “Congratulations! You’re having twins.”

  Twins. Two babies. I didn’t know how to take care of one, and now he was telling me there was another one? I felt the panic welling up inside me and Slash dropped to his knees next to me. He forced my gaze on him and gave me a smile.

  “Easy, butterfly. I know you’re worried, but you’re going to be the best mom to these kids. And I’ll be there every step of the way.”

  I reached over to cup his cheek. “It’s like you can read my mind sometimes.”

  He grinned. “You’re easy to read. It looked like you were abou
t to bolt off the table and make a run for it. Just so you know, I’d find you.”

  He’d already proven that when he’d dragged me back home two months ago. I stared at the screen again. Two! They didn’t look very big. The tech was moving the wand around, taking measurements of each baby, and even printed off a few pictures. It was surreal. Even though I knew I was pregnant, realizing there were two tiny humans in my belly was beyond amazing, and terrifying.

  “It looks like one of your babies is a little smaller than the other. They seem healthy, but you definitely need to watch what you eat. Make sure you’re getting plenty of nutrients not just for you but for them too.”

  “So you can’t tell when she conceived?” Slash asked, eyeing the tech.

  “Based off her first missed period, and the larger of the two babies, not to mention their rate of development, I’m going to say you’re around four months. Let’s see if we can get the bigger baby positioned right and see if we can tell the sex yet. Usually, the doctor likes to wait until you’re twenty weeks. He’ll be in here for that visit. He likes giving happy news.”

  She pushed on my belly and tried to turn the baby. After a few minutes, she huffed out a breath and shook her head. “Stubborn little thing. I’m sorry. I’d hoped maybe we could tell the sex of at least one of them.”

  “Just knowing they’re healthy is enough,” Slash said.

  I didn’t know how he could be so calm. Four months? Granted, it was only about two weeks off from what I’d thought, but when it came to babies, what would normally be a small amount of time made a huge difference. There was no way we’d convince everyone the babies were his. I’d already started gaining weight and had a little pouch. Slash had promised to take me shopping for maternity clothes after this appointment. As long as I didn’t wear my jeans, my clothes were fine. Just a little snug. But my breasts were getting huge already. I spilled out of my current bras and needed a few new ones to get me through the pregnancy. If they kept growing, they’d be so big they’d enter a room two minutes before me.

  “We’ll see you back in a month to do another ultrasound,” the tech said. “I think the doctor was calling in a prescription for prenatal vitamins. The over-the-counter ones aren’t as strong, and with two babies, you’ll need the extra oomph. If you have any questions, or start to feel any discomfort, notice any spotting or bleeding, call us immediately.”

  She wiped the goo from my stomach and pulled the paper shirt down. After she left the room, Slash helped me dress and we went out front. He set my appointment and added it to the calendar on his phone. Taking my hand, he led me from the doctor’s office and to the truck at the curb. He’d bought it last week, saying he’d need something when the baby got here. Except now he’d be driving two babies around. Good thing it had a large back seat.

  Slash helped me into the truck, then leaned across and buckled me. I got a wink and the flash of a smile before he shut the door and walked around the front of the vehicle. I didn’t know where he planned to take me. It wasn’t like I’d bought maternity clothes before, or gone shopping with anyone who else who had. When he stopped in front of a small store with a stork on the front window, I glanced his way, wondering how he’d known this was here.

  He leaned closer and softly kissed me. “You’re cute when you’re trying to figure out who I’ve brought here before. And don’t deny you were thinking it. Adalia told me about this place. Said they had better stuff than the shops in the mall, so I thought we’d start here.”

  My cheeks warmed. “I wasn’t jealous.”

  “Sure you weren’t, butterfly. You know what? I like it when you get a little jealous.” He grinned. “Even if you have nothing to worry about. You’re it for me, butterfly. No other woman could ever compare.”

  “Talon, what we are going to tell everyone? They’re going to realize the babies aren’t yours.”

  He narrowed his gaze at me and I pressed my lips together. He hated it when I said they weren’t his. As far as he was concerned, the babies were his kids. He didn’t care if he was their biological dad or not. It wasn’t that I was trying to make him feel like they weren’t his babies. I just worried how the club would react. They hadn’t taken it well when I’d returned with him. They might accept me now, but would it all change when they realized I’d already been pregnant when he found me?

  He placed his hand on my belly and the slight bump. “These kids are mine. No one else’s. You hear me? If anyone questions how far along you are, I’ll tell them I found you faster than I claimed. We’d discussed that before. Instead of padding it a week or two, we’ll make it a month. I wanted time with you, convinced you to marry me, but I knocked you up right after I found you. They don’t have to know I’d been searching for you nearly a month before I saw you in that strip club.”

  “I’m sorry. I love you, and I don’t want you to feel like…”

  He smoothed his thumb over my lip. “I know, butterfly. I understand what you’re struggling with. We’ll make it work, all right?”

  “I don’t like lying to everyone, but I don’t want them to hate me again either.”

  “No one will hate you, Shella. Grizzly has how many kids that aren’t his biologically? Think anyone would dare say you aren’t his daughter? Or the others either? Dagger and Guardian adopted Luis. Steel adopted Coral. I dare you to tell any of them those aren’t their kids.”

  He was right. I was worrying again for no reason. I needed to let the past go. The club had, and Slash had seen that anyone who’d hurt me paid the price. It was time to move forward with my life and stop looking behind me. What I’d been through, and the way the club had reacted, couldn’t be changed. It was time I forgave them, and maybe forgave myself too.

  “All right. I’ll do better.”

  “Come on, butterfly. Let’s find you some pretty things, and some jeans that won’t squeeze our kids to death. You might not be riding on my bike anytime soon, but that doesn’t mean you can’t still dress like an old lady if you want to.”

  I nodded. Right. T-shirts and jeans. Lots of them.

  Slash was surprisingly patient while I shopped. No matter how many times I picked something up, put it back, then circled back around to it again, he didn’t make a sound of complaint. He’d sprawled in a chair along the wall and played a game on his phone while he waited. I’d tease him later for playing Candy Crush in a maternity store. It completely ruined his bad boy biker image.

  I ended up with five pairs of jeans, twice as many shirts, and a few dresses. When I’d told him I was ready to checkout, he’d tossed a few long-sleeve tops onto the pile. Since I was always hot lately, I didn’t think I’d need them anytime soon, but it wouldn’t hurt to have them just in case.

  “There’s one more stop we need to make,” he said, as he put my bags into the back seat.

  Since he hadn’t said anything before now, I wondered if it was club business. Although, it wasn’t likely he’d want me tagging along for something like that. So where was he taking me? I could ask, but it didn’t mean he’d tell me. I’d learned that Slash only gave me the information he wanted me to have. The rest I had to wait and discover when he was good and ready.

  He parked in front of a small storefront. The large glass window sat empty except for some cobwebs. I got out and peered inside, thinking it didn’t seem very large compared to the other shops on either side.

  “What’s this place?” I asked.

  “This is where your dream is going to come true,” he said. He pulled some keys from his pocket and opened the shop door, ushering me inside. I went in, sneezing at the dust motes that filled the air. “After a lot of scrubbing, this place should do nicely.”

  “For what exactly?”

  “Well, out here will appear to be a used bookstore. Rachel and Elena have offered to help set it up. Any proceeds will help fund the behind-the-scenes part of the shop.”

  He took my hand and led me through the back door. My jaw dropped a little. There was a desk near the re
ar entrance and it looked like employee bathrooms as well as two other rooms on either side of the back entrance.

  Slash waved a hand to the room on the left. “We’re going to set up a small exam room in there. We’ve already put out some feelers for nurses or doctors who might want to help, all under the table since it won’t exactly be legal. It’s not like the club doesn’t know how to get their hands on whatever medication will be needed.”

  “An exam room?”

  He grinned. “You wanted a place rape victims could go if they were too scared to go to the ER. You’re right. If they went untreated, they could die if their injuries were severe enough, or contract an STD, maybe end up pregnant. We’ll get the word out to a few key people who can help steer them in our direction. If they need a morning-after pill, we’ll get it. STD screening, and anything they might need to heal from their assault. Including the number of a counselor.”

  “Talon, I…” My eyes filled with tears. “You’re really doing this?”

  “Blades told us about your idea. The club agrees there’s a need for a place like this. The other empty room will be split between book stock and medical supplies. We’ll have a sign there are no public bathrooms so we don’t have to worry about someone coming back here and discovering what we’re up to.”

  “I don’t know what to say.”

  “It’s not going to get up and running right off. We need to clean this place really well, find the medical workers we need, and come up with a better plan. But it’s a start, Shella. And as long as it isn’t too tiring for you, I’d like you to be a part of it. Behind the scenes, because I don’t want you dealing with any of this in person.”

  “There’s no greater present anyone could have given me. Thank you!” I threw my arms around him and hugged him tight. “I love you, so much. You’re the most amazing man I’ve ever known.”

  “I’ll remind you of that the next time I have to spank your ass for disobeying me,” he said dryly.