No Way Out

by Lila Rose

  I whimpered. I was so close to coming, but I wanted to do it with my man inside of me. “I want you to fuck me hard like Killer is Ivy,” I uttered.

  “Anything,” he said, and I knew he was smiling. While I watched Killer lift Ivy’s legs into the air, I felt Declan’s hand at my arse as he quickly undid his jeans and pulled himself free. “Step back a couple, Malinda.” I did and lifted my arse up further. He slapped it and I moaned loudly. At that point, I wouldn’t even care if anyone heard. I needed to come and I needed my man’s cock.

  “So fuckin’ beautiful,” he groaned as he ran the tip of his dick through my wetness.

  “Plea—” I started to beg until Stoke forced all of his cock into me. I cried his name. Filling me completely, my head fell back and I swore.

  It felt right.

  Wonderful.

  Perfect.

  “Yes,” I cried. Declan gripped my hips and fucked me hard from behind.

  “Watch them, love,” he growled. I was sure he got off on me watching them, more than if he was to watch them. His right hand left my hip and threaded into my hair where he tugged and pulled my head up. “Watch them,” he hissed.

  I hadn’t realised I wasn’t watching. I was too involved in what I was feeling, how my pussy was taking my man’s cock. He glided in and out in a frantic rhythm.

  Opening my eyes, they changed positions. Killer had Ivy bent over the table, taking her from behind. Much like Declan was doing to me. Ivy’s head was turned toward the mirror lying on the table. Her eyes half-mast and gazing our way. I was sure she could see us and I thought I wouldn’t like it.

  But I did.

  “Fuck, yes,” Declan hissed as even more wetness gushed from my pussy. My hands fell from the mirror as he put an arm across my chest and pulled my back against his chest. His hips pounding forward so his cock fucked me harder. His lips and mouth went to my neck, his breath heavy and hot. With his other hand, he slid to touch my clit, and that was all it took.

  My pussy clenched around my man’s cock and I yelled out my release. While coming, I watched Ivy’s eyes close and I knew she was coming just as hard as I was. Killer’s head fell back, his face in a snarl as he pumped his seed into his woman.

  Declan Stoke wasn’t far behind. As my inner walls throbbed, his cock swelled from within and pulsed out his cum into my waiting pussy. A groan fell from his mouth and then, “Fuck, fuck, fuck, love.”

  Stoke

  Never had I thought my woman would be into something like that. But as I lay in bed beside her after a night of booze and fun, I still found myself surprised with how fuckin’ lucky I was to have found and tagged Malinda May.

  “Declan,” she said with a tired voice.

  “Yes, love?” I asked, tracing my fingers up and down her back as she lay naked on her stomach.

  “You’ve never mention your family.”

  Smirking, I said, “No, and you’ve never mentioned yours.”

  She snorted. “Fine, I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours.”

  “Shoot,” I said with a kiss to her shoulder.

  “When my parents found out I was pregnant at the age of eighteen, they demanded I get an abortion. When I told them I wasn’t, and instead I was moving in with Tank, they disowned me.”

  My hand stilled. Stupid fuckers missing out on such a good woman’s life. “You mean to tell me they’ve never meet their grandkids?”

  “Yes,” she whispered to the room. I wound my arm around her waist. She laid her hand on my arm and gave it a squeeze. She knew I was pissed for her. “But it’s too late now, anyway.”

  “Why?” I demanded. I wanted to hunt them down and tell them they were being demented for missing out on a good family.

  “They died when I was twenty-two.”

  Well, at least I didn’t have to hunt them.

  “How?”

  “They were flying their helicopter and crashed.”

  “Shit,”

  “I know.”

  “You got any siblings?”

  “Two brothers. I don’t see them. They were two years younger than me. They’re both living the life on our parents’ money. Not that I care, because I don’t. I would never want anything from anyone in my family. I have Nary and Josh. That’s all I need.”

  “And me,” I growled.

  She giggled. “And you.”

  “So, I don’t need to go and deal with your dumb-arse brothers?”

  She laughed. “No, but thanks for the offer.”

  “My Malinda came from money and class?”

  She groaned. “Yes, she did.”

  “I always knew you were classy, love. In your own special way, in a way that makes me hard every time I walk into a room. Though, you’re not only classy, you’re sweet, sexy, loyal, caring…fuck, there’s a heap more, but just talking about it makes me want to fuck you.”

  “A-after you tell me about yours,” she panted.

  Chuckling I said, “Fine, but let’s make it quick.” I thrust my erection against her arse. She let out a small mew. She wanted me. Hell, that was the best motherfuckin’ feeling. Shaking my head, I started, “My mother died when I was ten, leaving me with a drunk fuck for a father. He beat me, but then Lacy, Lan’s mum, cottoned on when I was fifteen. She called the cops on my dipshit dad. He went to jail. I lived with Lacy and Lan for three years. I moved out and patched in to Hawks. Seven years later, Killer and I started out own construction company. The rest is history. The end. Now open those sweet legs, woman. Your old man needs some lovin’.”

  Quickly moving, I was on top of her back in a second, the sheet flung to the floor. She spread her legs in a laugh but then said, “Stop.”

  Dammit, I did. I knew she’d have questions. I laid down, covered her back with my weight.

  “Make it quick, Malinda. I’m about to explode.”

  Giggling, she said, “I can’t have that now.”

  “No, so hurry,” I growled. Fuck it, she could question me all she wanted, but I had to be inside her for it. Up on my hands, I stared down at the beauty that lay under me. Her arse was magnificent. Instead of admiring it more, I took hold of my cock and slid it home, straight into her wet, tight pussy.

  She moaned. “Deck…I, oh, God.”

  Grinning, I pulled back out slowly and pushed in with force, watching her hands clench into the sheet under her. “Ask your questions, love.”

  “I-I, um, it’s hard.”

  “Thank you.” I chuckled, slowing my assault on her pussy; instead, just dipping my dick in and out so fuckin’ slowly, I was gonna go crazy from it.

  “N-not, yes. God, not what I meant,” she mumbled into the sheets.

  “Malinda, you better Goddamn hurry with those questions.”

  “O-okay, oh, honey, that feels so good,” she panted. “Um, ah questions. Why, ah…leave Lan’s house?”

  Jesus Christ, I wanted her questions, but I didn’t think it’d be hard to answer, but I swear my brain was currently in my cock because all it was saying was ‘Fuck her, fuck her hard, slow. Enjoy, aw…shit, I’m gonna cum.’

  “Fuck, love, you feel so good,” I grunted. “I’ll answer this one question, but then were done,” I growled, leaned on my elbows and paused my movements. She whimpered her complaint, but there was no way I could think straight as her pussy sucked off my cock. “It was great there, but I was going through some shit. I didn’t think I was good enough to stay there and be treated with kindness and such. So I left. Still, I visit her about once a month.” Taking a breath, I added, “Before you ask, I haven’t seen my father since he got out of jail. He lives in Sydney now somewhere. I really don’t give a fuck where.” Biting her shoulder, she moaned and I asked, “We done now?”

  “I hope you just mean talking? Because yes, we’re done, but you still have to finish.”

  “Yeah, love, and how do you want me to finish?”

  “Fuck me hard, but I want you to come in my mouth.” I had to chuckle because she looked so shocked that cam
e out of her mouth.

  Hell, I was glad it did, but the thought of coming in her mouth dried up my balls and I had to pull out. She yelled my name in anger. Until I flipped her over and placed my dick at her lips. Smiling, she took me inside and sucked just in time for my cum to squirt out.

  “Christ, woman, I’ll make it up to you.”

  After she sucked me dry, she said, “You’d better.”

  And I did. Two fuckin’ times.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Stoke

  Three Weeks Later

  It was Saturday and I was sitting at the breakfast bar with Josh. Malinda ducked next door with Nary to borrow some eggs off Mrs Cliff. I made sure as she went out the back door that a brother followed her to and from the place. Josh was telling me about how awesome the new game I bought him was. I’d been going past a gaming store last night and remembered Josh, for the past week, had been going on and on about how all his friends had it but he didn’t and he wished he did. So I got it, brought it home and that was when I found out why he shouldn’t have had it. Apparently, it was too violent. Malinda had kicked up a stink about it, and when I told her to cool her jets, she didn’t like it and stomped off to our room. I sent the kids next door for a bit and went after her of course, because she was fuckin’ hot when she got riled up.

  She turned to me when I walked through and glared. Her glare deepened when she caught my lips twitching, I was fighting my smile big time. I explained to her Josh would have seen worse on the fuckin’ TV than what was in the game I’d given him. Plus, the game stated fifteen years and above. Josh was turning fifteen in six months. However, when that didn’t warm her up, I went on saying that it was the first thing I’d bought him, all his friends had that game and I didn’t want him missing out…which was somewhat true. But when I saw her eyes melt, I knew the fight was over. The sex after it was fuckin’ brilliant.

  Still, now I wished to Christ I hadn’t given it to him. There were only so many times I wanted to hear about it, and this being the sixtieth fuckin’ time, I was more than over it.

  So when there was a knock on the front door, I was eager to get outta the kitchen, but when I opened the door, I would have preferred to listen to Josh going on about that damn game another one hundred times more than deal with the person standing on the front stoop.

  Helen Delray, my ex, stood with her hands at her sides, a small smile upon her face. With her blonde hair tied up, she wore black slacks and a cream-coloured girly shirt.

  Glancing over her shoulder, I eyeballed Dive and Billy. They shrugged and went back to their posts. I’d kill them later for lettin’ her even come to the front door of my woman’s house.

  “What’re you doin’ here?” I hissed.

  “I heard you moved. I need to talk, Stoke.”

  “I don’t have time or wanna hear what you’ve got to say.”

  “Please,” she begged. She looked lost, sad and annoyed all at the same time. I wondered if her visit had anything to do with Ivy, which was why I let her walk through the door.

  I gestured to the couch. She walked over, looking around the joint and sat down. I placed myself at the other end of the couch.

  “Stoke?” I heard Josh ask.

  I looked over my shoulder and said, “Give us some time, kid.”

  He glared at Helen, but nodded and left the room, heading toward the hallway.

  “Who was that?” Helen asked.

  I turned my attention to her and said, “None of your business. Say whatever you have to say.”

  She took a breath and I looked to her hands fidgeting on her lap. She was nervous and I couldn’t help but wonder why.

  She licked her lips, looked up to meet my gaze and said, “I wanted to apologise for the way I left things—”

  I held up my hand and demanded, “Wait, this has nothing to do with Ivy?”

  She bit her bottom lip, a trait I used to like—not anymore—and shook her head.

  “Then I don’t want to hear it,” I said and made a move to get up, until she placed her hand on mine and said, “Please just hear me out.”

  I shouldn’t have sat back down.

  I should have known as lightning outside lit the sky that it was an omen and shit was about to go down.

  But I didn’t listen to myself.

  Because I was a curious fucker.

  “Thank you,” she said and smiled. “Like I said, I wanted to apologise for the way I was with you. I was scared because you had me feeling things I shouldn’t have.”

  “Yet you fucked that idiot,” I said in a bored tone. “What, he didn’t give it to you as good as I could so you want me back?”

  “Truth?” she asked. I just stared at her. “I was scared being with a biker would look bad with my career. So to ruin the only good thing I had, I slept with someone I shouldn’t have and made sure you caught me. However, doing so not only broke us up, but it also caused a rift in mine and Ivy’s relationship.”

  “Because she didn’t know what a bitch you really were.”

  “Yes. I acted out and I made a huge mistake, Stoke. I want you back. I still care deeply for you. I think of you all the time…” she looked down to her lap shaking her head.

  “You need to get out now,” Josh yelled as he came around the corner of the hall. “Get out,” he screamed.

  “Kid,” I growled.

  “No, don’t. I saw you were thinking about it. You were thinking of leaving us all because of her. She needs to leave,” he shouted, standing on the other side of the couch with his hands at his side, his fists clenched into tight balls.

  I got up and walked around to him, placing my hands on his shoulders, but he backed out of my touch and glared up at me with unshed tears in his eyes.

  Fuck.

  He’d been listenin’ that whole time.

  “Josh,” I said in a calm tone.

  “Don’t.” He sniffed. “You should go before Mum gets home, before Nary gets here and you make us all upset. Leave with your whore. Leave us…me,” he screamed as tears fell from his eyes onto his red cheeks.

  “I— oh, God, Stoke, who is he?”

  “The better question is who are you and why does my son look like his new game is broken?” I turned to see Malinda in the kitchen doorway with Nary at her side.

  “I’m Helen, Ivy’s friend and Stoke’s girlfriend.”

  Malinda sucked in a breath. Nary covered her mouth and grabbed her mum’s hand.

  “He’s leavin’ us. He didn’t want us. He doesn’t like us, Mum,” Josh said and then looked to me and added, “I liked you. From the first time, you were different…I thought you cared about us. I thought…you’d never leave. But I’m not good enough. I never am,” he uttered, his chin touched his chest and by fuck my heart just bled.

  “Josh,” Malinda sobbed. I looked to her, and then to Nary, who both had tears falling down their cheeks.

  “Kid,” I said in a pained voice and stepped to him, he backed up.

  “Stoke?” Helen called.

  “Shut-up,” I growled. I didn’t have time for her. Maybe I should have kicked her arse out, but I didn’t want to waste my breath. She’d soon get the picture. I reached out an arm, tagged Josh’s tee at the front and pulled. He stumbled forward into my arms. He tried to break free but I held tight, my arms surrounding his shoulders. I leaned down and told him the truth.

  “Listen, kid and do it good. I ain’t goin’ anywhere. No one will drive me off. You are stuck with me for the long haul. There may be situations like this or fights your mum and I will have that may put doubt in your mind, but don’t let it sink in, Josh. I haven’t been this happy in a long fuckin’ time. Because of you, Nary and your mum, I can finally be happy. I like what we have here. I care about what we have. Nothin’ will drag me away, kid. I love your mum. I love you and Nary, just like you were my own. Fuck, it may be too soon to say that, but it’s the goddamn truth. I’m staying. The woman got her wires crossed, and there is no way in hell I would give any of
you up for anythin’.”

  I shook his shoulders. Halfway through my speech, he’d reached up and grabbed a hold of my tee. “You hear me, kid?” I asked. He nodded against my chest. “You feel me, Josh? You get it, yeah? I ain’t goin’ anywhere. I love this family.” Again, he nodded. “I gotta hear words, kid. Give ‘em to me.”

  He pulled back and looked up at me with red puffy eyes. “I hear you, Stoke. I love ya, too.”

  “Good,” I stated and looked over my shoulder to see Helen standing there crying. “You need to leave and don’t ever come back.”

  She nodded and walked to the door on shaky feet. Before she opened it, she turned and looked to Malinda. “I’m sorry, so sorry about this. I didn’t know Stoke was involved.” A sob broke through her. “Ivy, she doesn’t talk to me much anymore, and when I asked a biker where Stoke was, he said he moved. But he didn’t tell me he moved in with you or your family.” She wiped her eyes. “If I had of known, I wouldn’t have come. I would never have come and done this. I can only hope you believe me.” With that, she opened the door and left.

  Turning my head, I looked to Malinda who had soft eyes for me, and then to Josh and Nary who was still crying. I ordered, “Come here, both of you.”

  They did. I opened one arm wide. My woman went for the middle, placing an arm around each of her kids. Nary went for my other arm and when they were in, I circled my arms around the lot of them.

  Malinda looked up, beaming at me. “You love us?”

  With an eye roll and a lip twitch, I said, “Course. Or else I would’ve been outta here when you both went through your rags together and became total bitches.”

  “Declan,” Malinda snapped.

  “Stoke,” Nary gasped and punched me in the ribs.

  Josh burst out laughing.

  “Kids, head next door, your mum and I gotta consummate our love.”

  “Declan Stoke,” Malinda growled.

  “What? It’s true and they gotta know we do each other.”

  Nary backed up, pretending to gag. Josh took off down the hall like he was the Flash reincarnated.

  As Nary followed her brother, I took my woman in my arms and looked down into her warm eyes. “I fuckin’ love you, Malinda May.”