Axe: A Steel Paragons MC Novel

by Eve R. Hart

  To that, her eyes lit up. Yeah, I had a wild girl waiting to be released, and I was the lucky man that got to show her the way.

  “That wouldn’t be, um, weird?” she asked then bit the side of her lip.

  “Not at all, baby. Now, go on. See what else is in there,” I said encouragingly with a nod.

  Her eyes went wide when she pulled out a pair of hot pink, fur-lined cuffs. I wasn’t sure if it would be her thing, so I went with simple. When it came to bondage, I wasn’t one to go all crazy, anyway. Test the waters, that was my theory on it.

  I could tell I didn’t need to explain those as she ran her fingers over the soft inside and with a nod, set them on the bed next to the vibrator.

  Next came the lube. After she read the label, she shook her head and looked at me confused.

  “But,” she started and I knew what was coming next, “I don’t need lube.”

  And while it was so true, because she could get soaking wet for me at the drop of a hat, I didn’t want to ruin what else was in there. When I didn’t say anything, she shrugged and moved on.

  There were only two things left in the box but they were pretty much the same, just different sizes. I also had another idea on top of all of this, but I would get to that in a little bit.

  As she pulled the cute little one out that was hot pink and one end was shaped like a heart, her nose scrunched up in confusion. I urged her to go ahead and empty the box, and she came back out with one a little larger than the first, only this one was flat black.

  “I don’t…” she said as she turned them over and inspected them. “They look like those really skinny Christmas trees.” She observed and I couldn’t help but let out a little laugh. That was actually exactly what they looked like, though, I hadn’t thought of them that way until now.

  “This is what the lube is for, baby,” I said as I pulled her over to me and kissed her. “I told you I want to take every part of you,” I growled into her ear. And there was that damn shiver again.

  “Oh,” she breathed out in a pant as she caught on.

  “I’m going to own this ass, Pixie.” I gave it a slap for good measure. “But for tonight, we are going to start with porn.”

  Her cheeks heated. Though we had never talked about it, I knew she’d never watched any. So, I thought a little introduction was in order. It wasn’t really my thing, hadn’t really had a use for it in many years. I mean, I had lived at the compound, where there was pussy available every second of every day. Then I met Ellie, and the way that woman was, I didn’t need anything else. But this wasn’t about me. It was about expanding her world and opening her up to things I knew she wasn’t likely to ask about. I believed she had the right to explore and try new shit, and I was happy to be her guide.

  “Like watch it…together?” she asked hesitantly.

  “Yes, baby. Like we go through, see if something sounds interesting to you, then we hit play.”

  “Oh, okay.” She thought about it for a minute. “Is that what other couples do? Like, is that a thing? Have you…?”

  “One, I don’t care what other couples do. Two, enough people do it that it would probably be considered normal, if that matters so much to you. And three, no, never watched porn with someone. Watched it alone, yes, when I was like fifteen. But have I ever cared enough about someone to want to give them the experience of watching and then fucking—because that will be happening—to porn? The answer is no.”

  “Okay then,” she said and her green eyes twinkled at me. “Yeah, let’s do it.”

  “That’s my girl,” I said pulling her to me and kissing her like crazy. “Be ready. We will be using some of those tomorrow.” I pointed to the pile of things on the bed. My tone was a half warning, however, I knew it didn’t need to be. I had a feeling she was excited about everything in that damn box.

  So then I told her to get naked and I watched as she stripped down one piece of clothing at a time. I would never get tired of looking at her. Then I did the same.

  With the laptop set on the bed between us, I pulled up the site Bocca had told me to use. Yes, I did ask him, because I wasn’t all about having a shit load of crap on my computer, and I trusted he would know the best places to avoid that. Turned out I was right.

  Her eyes danced around the screen that had a list of categories. I could see the confusion knit in her brow. I knew she was trying to figure out what some of them were, but I sat back and waited for her to ask. Sure, it was a bit mean but this was all part of the process of trying to get her more comfortable and open.

  “Wh-What is…facial? Is that like some sort of weird spa thing?” Her brow cocked in the cutest way and I did my best not to chuckle at her.

  “No, El. It’s when I guy shoots his load all over a chick’s face.” I said as calmly as I could manage.

  “Oh,” she said and her face scrunched up. Couldn’t say I didn’t see that coming. I knew that wouldn’t be her thing.

  “So…I’m guessing creampie doesn’t have anything to do with baking.” She bit her lip and goddamn, it was so adorable. All I could do was shake my head, I knew if I opened my mouth I would end up laughing and the last thing I wanted was for her to think I was making fun of her.

  “Okay…well point to some more…uh, normal things, I guess. Things that maybe, a first-timer should stick to.” Her wide eyes looked at me.

  “Alright, so here is a rundown of some you might like.” I pointed to each as I went through them. I avoided certain ones, like Hentai and anything involving girls that looked way too young, including that weird daddy shit that I wasn’t into. Hey, if that is your thing, I am not judging, but given that I now had a daughter it just felt too creepy.

  “Wait? Milking? Is that what I think it is?”

  “Yes, babe.”

  “You’re not…into that are you?” she asked as she looked down at her chest. God, I hoped she wasn’t thinking about it.

  “Ellie, no. Don’t even think. Just no.” I shook my head.

  “Well, what are you into?” She looked at me with those sexy green eyes and the world stopped for a moment. When I didn’t answer, her attention turned back to the screen and kept going. “Does that mean three people? And I don’t get the difference. They are the same letters just in a different order?”

  I froze.

  “Caleb?”

  Okay, so I never really told Ellie about the fact that I had been with guys before. That I in fact, on a few occasions, found them attractive. It wasn’t like I was ashamed or wanted to hide it from her. It was more like…well, I never wanted her to feel insecure in our relationship. I didn’t want to give her any doubts that she was enough for me. Because she was. She was everything. And I didn’t want her to think that I needed that in my life to feel satisfied.

  The big question was, how could I explain all this to her now, after waiting so long? Then that brought on more questions. Like, how would she react? Would she shut down on me? Would she hate me? I never intended to keep it from her, but at the same time, maybe in the back of my mind, I wasn’t ready to tell her.

  “I’m guessing it means two males and one female, right?” She went on when I didn’t say anything.

  “Yeah.” I cleared my throat trying to pull myself back into the situation. “One is strictly two men doing things to the woman. The other…is where…the guys do stuff to each other, too.”

  “Oh…Oh!” She said as her brain started to catch on to what that meant.

  And just like that, my anxiety slipped away a bit, because her face lit up at the thought.

  “Baby? Tell me what you’re thinkin’.” I asked low as I pinned her with my eyes. I couldn’t help it, my dick twitched as I could see the wheels turning in her head. She was thinking about it a little too hard to just be something she would pass on.

  “Um, like…the men have sex?”

  “Yes, sometimes. Or one could suck the other off. Just think of whatever two guys can do together and throw a pussy into the mix. So, just abou
t anything, babe.”

  “How would that all work?” At this point, her mouth was moving but I knew she wasn’t really aware that she was speaking these things out loud. I loved it though, because this was the Ellie I always tried to pull out.

  “Do you want to just see, so all your questions can be answered? If you don’t like it, we can turn it off.” I watched her face as I asked.

  “Yes!” she answered enthusiastically. “I mean…you know, if you are okay with seeing two guys…touch each other.”

  That was my opening and I would have been an idiot not to take it.

  “El, baby,” I started, capturing her full attention. “What if I told you that I would like it?”

  Her brows pinched together as if she didn’t quite get what I was trying to tell her.

  “What if I told you that I’ve been with men before?” I held my fucking breath. I could admit I was nervous about her reaction.

  “Really?” Her green eyes sparkled as she looked at me in a new light. And hell, if that was how she was going to look at me now that she knew, then fuck, I’d take it. I knew I’d found the perfect woman, and she was always proving that point right.

  So then we had a conversation about it. I told her about some of my experiences, including Chris. She was open in asking questions and I was honest with every answer.

  Then we watched two guys fuck each other while a chick with fake tits and bottle blonde hair touched herself on the bed a foot away from them. And I fucked her from behind while her eyes were glued to the damn screen. Her moans grew louder as the images changed to all three of them going at it. Then she came hard, soaking my cock, when the men pulled out and came all over the chick’s tits.

  Well, holy fucking shit!

  I knew what I was going to give Ellie for Valentine’s Day now. I just hoped my idea would go over as easily as it had come to me. And I couldn’t lie and say I wouldn’t get anything out of it. In fact, I was antsy to see how it all played out.

  Chris

  The knock that came on my door was a little unexpected. I was getting ready to head out for my shift at the bar, but I still had some time to kill.

  It could have been Reagan, she liked to show up for the hell of it out of the blue all the time. She was pretty much my best friend that was a girl. Ellie was pretty cool, too. Reagan often dragged Ellie with her to come hang out. This being a small town and all, I wasn’t surprised that I was the most exciting thing they could find to entertain themselves with. But I wasn’t complaining. I didn’t have that many close friends. My social life pretty much consisted of Reagan, Ellie, and Brand.

  What I didn’t expect when I pulled open the door was a semi-nervous looking Diesel. I mean, had it been a year ago, yeah, it wouldn’t have been such a shock. Truth of it all was that life had happened, and he hadn’t so much as stepped a foot on my property since that night a while ago. That very night he held a similar look on his face as he had right now.

  I remember that conversation well. He was basically lost. Ellie had been pregnant back then and Diesel had been doing his best to shut down and push Ellie away. But that night I tried to smack some sense into him. I told him he was a good man and that he shouldn’t let the past stop him from being happy. That was also the same night we had a not so verbally communicated goodbye. It was for the best. While we weren’t on dating level, we weren’t exactly just fuck buddies. It was over, so I wasn’t even going to try and explain it. I was happy for him, truly.

  Guessed my words worked, because he’d bought her a house and married her and all. I’d never seen him so happy and free before.

  But there was something about this moment that made it all seem like he was about to fly over the moon. His eyes held a sparkle behind them even if he seemed a bit on edge.

  “D?” I asked my, voice not hiding the shock I felt.

  “Chris. Long time,” he replied and his eyes raked over me in a way that furthered my confusion.

  “Uh, yeah. How’s Ellie?” I asked for good measure. Something was off here and I wanted it known that I was not okay with it.

  Sure, Diesel had a past, but I never thought that once he actually got his head out of his ass, he would cheat on Ellie. I was praying that wasn’t why he was here. I would hate to be disappointed and let down by the guy. And not to mention, I’d have to find the strength to turn him down.

  Look, I wasn’t saying I had strong feelings for him, but come on—tall, dark, sexy as hell—yeah, you say no to that. And you couldn’t forget about the tattoos and piercings. Not to mention all the things he could do with his tongue, hands, and dick. For real, when I say the best sex ever, there wasn’t even a comparison.

  So, I waited for him to tell me what was going on, and the longer the seconds ticked on the more his nervousness started to wash off onto me.

  “Can we go inside?”

  “Okay?” It came out like a question because I wasn’t so sure it was a good idea. However, I stepped back anyway, let him pass me, then shut the door behind him.

  “I love my wife, you know that?”

  “Yes…” I made sure to keep a good five or six feet between us.

  “I would do anything for her, you get that?”

  “Yes…” Where the fuck was he going with this?

  “So, this may be overstepping, but I gotta ask.” He looked at me, his ice blue eyes pinning me with an almost pleading look. “I want to give Ellie the best Valentine’s Day she’s ever had. And you know she’s not very, uh, experienced when it comes to sex. But I can tell my little Pixie is curious and wants to break out.”

  He paused, his tongue darted out to move his lip ring back and forth a few times. I knew him well enough to know that I needed to give him a minute to figure his words out.

  Ellie was a sweet girl. Not much younger than me in age, but she was definitely naïve about a lot of things. It was just how she was raised. Ellie’s cheeks were forever bright red whenever she hung out around Reagan and I because we weren’t ones for holding back our sexual conversations. I knew more about Reagan and Loch sex life than anyone should ever know.

  “Well, last night I was introducing her to porn. I let her pick. Well, it started a whole thing and I…”

  “Diesel, whatever you need to talk about, I’m here. I told you I’d always be here if you needed. So what is it?” I really needed him to get to the point.

  “I want to bring Ellie over here,” he said and his head did a strange nod to the side thing.

  “Huh? Okay, Ellie is welcome here anytime. But I have to work tonight.” Clearly, I was missing something.

  “No, Chris,” he said with a bit of frustration in his tone. “I want to share things with her.”

  My arms crossed over my chest and my eyebrow arched real high.

  “You mean, you haven’t told her about you?” I asked like I couldn’t believe it.

  I mean I had no idea whether Ellie knew or not because I did my best not to talk about whatever had gone on between Diesel and I before she came along. It was just simply out of respect. I never wanted to do anything to make her feel uncomfortable, but it wasn’t like I was hiding who I was. Ellie had heard Reagan and I talk about some of the dates I’d gone on. And yes, some of those had been men. Thinking back on it, Ellie did seem very curious about them. But I knew she’d never outright ask.

  “It wasn’t like I was trying to hide it from her. It just didn’t come up before last night.”

  “And how did it come up last night?” I asked, my brow still arched high.

  Then he went into this whole thing about porn and talking her through the categories because she basically had no clue about anything. The image of that made me chuckle and I almost had a hard time keeping a straight face.

  He told me that he explained the difference between them. Long story short, she ended up choosing to watch something where two guys fucked each other before they turned their attention to a woman. It seemed his little, shy woman had a wild side. I was starting to see why
she was so perfect for him.

  “So, I wanted to see if you’d be, uh, interested in being a part of my gift to Ellie.”

  Oh shit. I suddenly got what was happening now. How did it take me so long to catch on? Maybe because never in a million years would I think that this would happen with them.

  This was the point that I should have taken a minute. I should have stepped back and asked for time to think about it. Hell, maybe I shouldn’t have been thinking about it at all. It seemed like my brain wasn’t working at full capacity because before I could stop it, my mouth was open and words were flying out of it.

  “Sure, okay. Yes.”

  “Yes?” he asked making sure that he had heard me right.

  “Yes,” I said more firmly with a slight nod of my head.

  “Tomorrow?”

  Well, tomorrow was Valentine’s Day and truth be told, I didn’t have anything else to do. I didn’t have a boyfriend or girlfriend, I didn’t have a date, I didn’t even have a hookup lined up. And with Reagan deciding to keep the bar closed for the night, I had zilch in the way of things to do.

  “Sounds good.”

  It was strange, it sounded more like we were making plans to trade cars or help someone move than…well, than arrange a threesome for his wife.

  “Wait, I need to know what I can and can’t do,” I said, my brain finally catching up to all the insanity. “Can I touch you?”

  “Yes,” he said firmly, almost like he expected me to. “And you can touch her if she wants. Whatever she wants, goes. I mean, unless you’re not alright with it. That good?”

  I had a feeling that Ellie wasn’t going to come up with anything too strange. I had no doubt that I’d more than likely be up for whatever she wanted to throw down.

  “Yes. See you…tomorrow night, then.”

  “I, uh.” He paused, his beautiful eyes pinned me with a soft stare. “There’s no one else I trust enough to share this with—I would want to do this with.”

  I got it, I did. But that didn’t mean we were going to turn into girls and talk about it or hug it out or something.