Primal Heat

by Piper Davenport

  “Stoney saved me from a fate worse than death,” Randy said.

  “Being pecked to death by crows?”

  Randy chuckled. “No.”

  “I’m gonna head out,” I said. “But if you need me, text me.”

  “I will.” She smiled. “Thanks, Noah.”

  “Of course.” I kissed her cheek. “Good to see you, Maddie.”

  “Whatever,” Madlyn retorted.

  I grinned, and walked out the door, climbing on my bike and heading toward my salvation.

  * * *

  Sabrina

  I pulled open my door and Stoney leaned down and kissed me deeply. “Hi,” he said, after breaking our connection.

  “Hi.” I smiled, stroking his cheek. “Are you okay?”

  “I am now. Is Felix asleep?”

  “No, he’s been waiting for you.”

  “Is Stoney here?” Felix called.

  “Yeah, bud, I’m here,” Stoney called back. “I’m gonna come and read to you in a bit.”

  “’K, Dad.”

  I grinned. “He calls you Dad more than Stoney now. Have you noticed?”

  “Yeah, baby, I’ve noticed.”

  “Luca’s taking Felix overnight on Tuesday.”

  He raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?”

  I nodded. “So...”

  Stoney grinned, kissing me again. “Consider it a date.”

  “Okay.” My heart raced as I gripped his cut. “I can’t wait.”

  “Jesus, baby, you and me both.”

  The fact we hadn’t had alone time for almost a week was killing us both.

  “Dad!” Felix called.

  “Comin’, bud,” Stoney called back.

  “I’ll have a beer waiting for you when you’re done,” I promised.

  “Thanks.” He kissed me again, then went upstairs to read to Felix.

  Thirty minutes later, I heard his feet on the stairs and opened a bottle of beer, handing it to him as he walked into the family room. He grinned. “I like this, baby. You just need a little fifties dress and an apron to make the fantasy complete.”

  “Keep dreaming, bud.”

  “No panties.”

  “Stop,” I hissed.

  “You’re wet already.”

  I blushed. “I plead the fifth.”

  Stoney set the beer on the kitchen island and wrapped his arms around me. “Fox is asleep. I’m up for a quickie.”

  I slid my hand to the front of his jeans. “Yeah, you are.”

  He grinned, kissing me gently as he slid his hand under the waistband of my yoga pants and between my legs. “Soaked,” he rasped.

  “I always am when I’m with you.”

  “Auntie? Are you okay?”

  “Fuck,” Stoney whispered, as he removed his hand and dropped his forehead to mine.

  “Yeah, baby, I’m good,” I said, moving around Stoney and closing the distance between me and Fox.

  “Is Dad your boyfriend?” Felix asked.

  “Um...”

  Stoney picked him up and carried him to the sofa, dropping him gently on it. Felix laughed, sitting up on his knees as Stoney sat on the coffee table across from him. I sat beside Felix and smiled.

  “How would you feel about me being your aunt’s boyfriend?” Stoney asked.

  “Does it mean I never have to leave?”

  “Baby, even if he’s not my boyfriend, you never have to leave,” I said. “Why would you think you would?”

  “Because Xander’s mom and dad got a divorce and he had to go live with his dad.”

  I knew Xander, and him living with his dad was most definitely a good thing. His mom was a nasty, vindictive alcoholic.

  “And you don’t want to live with Stoney?”

  “No, it’s not that. I just never want to leave you.”

  Stoney smiled. “Bud, whatever happens, you can still stay with your aunt for as long as you want.”

  “Absolutely,” I confirmed. “But we’d like to know how you’d feel if we were together more.”

  “Would Dad sleep here?”

  “Sometimes,” I said, at the same time Stoney said, “Yes.”

  “Would you get married?”

  “Let’s not rush things,” I said at the same time Stoney said, “Yes.”

  “What?” I whispered.

  “If Fox says it’s okay, we’re so gettin’ married. No pressure, bud.”

  “Noah,” I growled.

  “Yes!” Felix said, pumping his fist in the air. “Can I give you the rings?”

  “You totally can,” Stoney said.

  “Do I get a say in this?” I asked.

  “No,” Felix and Stoney said, in stereo, then burst out laughing.

  Stoney rose to his feet and lifted Felix up again. “Okay, bud, back to bed.”

  “Are you gonna sleep over tonight?”

  “You bet. I’ll be here all night.”

  Felix wrapped his arms around Stoney’s neck. “Cool.”

  I stayed put, in stunned silence, until Stoney walked back into the room, his phone to his ear. “Yeah, brother. It’s sittin’ in the closet of the bunkroom. Yep, that’s the one. Okay, cool. See you soon.” He hung up and slid his phone into his jeans pocket. “You freakin’ out?”

  I nodded.

  He smiled, sitting beside me and pulling me against him. “I’m not gonna tell you how to feel, Breezy, but Fox and I got you, so you can relax. Aero’s dropping by a couple changes of clothes. He’ll be here in twenty minutes.”

  “There’s no way in hell you can move in before we get married. My parents will have a coronary.”

  He chuckled. “Not movin’ in, beautiful. Just havin’ a sleepover. But we’re gonna get married.”

  “We are?”

  “Yep.”

  “I need to be asked, Noah.”

  “Got that sorted, Sabrina.”

  I met his eyes. “You do?”

  “Sure do. Now, do you want me to take you upstairs and fuck you senseless, or do you want to make out on the sofa and watch a movie?”

  “You can’t multitask?”

  “Right. As soon as Aero leaves, I’m gonna fuck you senseless on the sofa. Pick a movie.”

  “Yes,” I hissed, pumping my fist in the air, eliciting a laugh from my man.

  Stoney

  Sunday night, I drove Sabrina and Felix to her parents for dinner. Felix and I had a plan, but I was afraid he was going to blow it because he kept bouncing up and down, and hugging Sabrina over and over. I knew she suspected something was up, but I hoped to god she didn’t know what.

  We pulled up to the Morettis’ and Sabrina slid out of the car just as Felix unbuckled and opened his door.

  “Bud, need you to wait until one of us says it’s okay for you to get out,” I warned.

  He settled his butt back in his booster and I popped the trunk and climbed out. Sabrina retrieved Felix and I handed him a bag to carry, then we walked into the house and were greeted by Sabrina’s parents.

  Her best friend, Viviana, slid out from behind a corner. “Hey, honey.”

  Sabrina gasped. “Vivi, what are you doing here?”

  Viviana hugged her. “It’s a special occasion.”

  Sabrina raised an eyebrow in my direction. “Is it now?”

  Felix dropped to one knee and waved me down. “Dad, come on.”

  I grinned, pulling the engagement ring out of my pocket and kneeling beside my kid. “Sabrina—”

  “Will you marry us?” Felix asked.

  Her hands covered her mouth as she nodded. “Yes!”

  I chuckled, handing the ring to Felix who slid it on her finger, then jumped up and hugged her. Sabrina wrapped her arms around him and squeezed, and I pulled them both against me, holding my family tight.

  “Tonight is our engagement party,” I said once everyone hugged us and Felix ran into the kitchen to help frost the cake.

  “What if I’d said ‘no’?” she whispered.

  “Then it would have been a party
of commiseration.”

  She laughed. “Looks like you had it all planned.”

  “I had every scenario covered,” I admitted.

  She stared at her ring. “Did you know this is my dream ring?”

  A French-set halo diamond band with one carat diamond in the center fit her hand like it was made for her. I’d also bought the matching diamond wedding band, but she’d find that out at the altar.

  “Viviana may have mentioned it.”

  “You roped Vivi in?”

  “Yeah, baby, she’s your girl. I knew she’d know exactly what you wanted.”

  Sabrina looped her arms around my neck. “I love you more than you will ever know.”

  I leaned down to kiss her. “Back atya, baby.”

  “Thank you.”

  “You’re welcome.” I kissed her nose. “Sundance wants a party at the club. You tell him when.”

  “Okay. Sounds good,” she said, but she didn’t sound settled.

  “What?”

  “Are we safe?”

  “Yeah, Breezy, we’re safe.”

  “How do you know?”

  “Because, believe it or not, your brother and I have this covered. The information Maria gathered is gold. He hasn’t disclosed what that all means, but apparently, your sister was a genius.”

  “I just can’t believe she took it upon herself to spy,” she breathed out. “Did Luca give you any insight?”

  “Maria left him an encrypted message on a thumb drive hidden in some puzzle box.”

  “Oh my god, she loved those things. She had, like, ten. She collected them. She and Luca always had little contests to see who could open them first. There was only one he beat her on.”

  “It was the one in the crate.”

  “Wow,” she whispered. “Do you know what the message said?”

  I shook my head. “Not entirely. But your brother will tell you when he’s ready. You know that.”

  “Yeah, this is true.” She stroked my beard. “But we’re good?”

  “We’re so fuckin’ good, baby. I promise.”

  She finally gave me a genuine smile and I kissed her, then we rejoined her family.

  * * *

  Sabrina

  Saturday night, a week after our engagement, a family night had been planned at the club and we had decided to stay overnight. Felix was beside himself with excitement and had barely slept the night before.

  “Fox!” I called up the stairs. “Did you pack a bag?”

  “I’m helping him,” Stoney called back. “We’ll be right down.”

  I threw some snacks in a shopping bag, then grabbed the wine and beer I’d bought for the party.

  “How do I look?” Felix asked, standing straight and settling his hands on his hips.

  He wore a pair of dark jeans, a long-sleeved T-shirt, and tiny leather vest that made him look like the cutest baby biker ever.

  “Oh my god, you look amazing.”

  “Dad said we’ll get a patch for my cut.”

  “I can’t wait to see it all finished.” I leaned down and cupped his face. “But you have to promise me you will never ride a motorcycle.”

  “Sabrina,” Stoney admonished.

  “What?” I challenged. “It’s not like I’m thrilled you ride, either.”

  “We’ll talk about this later,” he warned.

  “I—”

  “Baby, we’ll talk about it later,” he stressed.

  I wrinkled my nose, but dropped the subject, and helped Felix with his brand new motorcycle boots while Stoney loaded everything into the car. We drove to the compound in silence. I was annoyed that I’d been shushed, and Stoney was obviously annoyed by the fact that I preferred all his bones unbroken and his brain inside his skull. This opinion obviously made me a monster, or as he put it, ‘head of the safety patrol.’

  At least I was head of something in this relationship.

  We pulled up in front of the cabin and I released Felix to run inside ahead of us while I went to the back of the car to help Stoney with all our stuff.

  “You gotta stow that talk, Sabrina,” he bossed.

  “I don’t have to do anything.”

  “Babe, I’m road captain for a motorcycle club. I ride,” he said, pulling bags out of the trunk. “That’s not going to change.”

  “That doesn’t mean I have to like it.”

  “It absolutely means you have to like it.”

  “We just found you, Noah. The thought of losing you makes me crazy.”

  He set the bags back in the trunk and faced me, cupping my cheeks. “Listen to me. You’re not gonna lose me. I’m a good rider. Better than most. It’s why Sundance made me road captain. I’m always careful. My head’s on a swivel at all times, and I don’t ride if conditions are bad. I will never take a chance on my life... or yours.”

  I dropped my face to his chest. “Full face helmet at all times.”

  “Babe—”

  “As the head of your safety patrol, it’s a non-negotiable.” I met his eyes. “Please, honey, I like your face just the way it is. I also love our witty banter which might go away if your brain is all over the road.”

  He studied me, then nodded. “Okay, baby, I can do that.”

  I kissed him. “Thank you.”

  “You’re gonna do that thing with your tongue later to make it up to me.”

  “I’m gonna do that thing with my tongue with Felix two feet away?”

  “Fuck,” he hissed, grabbing the bags again. “I’m gonna have someone watch him for a little bit so I can pull you into our room and then you can do that thing with your tongue.”

  I chuckled. “My tongue can’t wait.”

  He grinned, kissing me gently and I pushed the button to close the trunk, then we headed inside.

  “Holy shit, she’s real,” a feminine voice said, and Stoney laughed, pulling the woman in for a one-armed hug.

  “Hey, Randy.”

  “Hey.”

  “Really glad you’re here,” he said.

  She smiled up at him. “Me too.”

  “Baby, this is Miranda. Greenie’s sister.”

  I smiled at the beautiful blonde. “Hi. I’m Sabrina, it’s lovely to meet you.”

  “Call me Randy,” she said.

  I nodded. “Felix is around here somewhere.”

  “Oh my god, is he the cutest little biker in the world?”

  I laughed. “One in the same.”

  “He’s playing pinball with Sammy and Shotgun.”

  “I’m gonna put the shit away,” Stoney said. “I’ll meet you in there.”

  “Okay, honey,” I said, and Miranda looped her arm with mine.

  “So, you have to tell me your first impression of Noah.”

  “He scared the hell out of me,” I admitted.

  “Yeah, he does that. You should have seen him and Eli together. They were terrifying.”

  I nodded. “I bet.”

  “He’s really happy, Sabrina. It’s nice to see him happy.”

  I smiled. “I am too. He’s an incredible human.”

  “He is. Come on, I could use a beer.”

  “That sounds good,” I said, and we made our way to the coolers.

  We passed the kids on our way and Felix was making the pinball machine his bitch, having the time of his life. He couldn’t care less that I wasn’t hovering, so I followed Miranda outside and we grabbed two beers and sat at one of the picnic tables.

  We weren’t even out there for five minutes when Stoney walked out. “Hey.”

  “Hi.” I raised my head for a kiss, and he smiled.

  “Need to borrow her for a minute, Randy.”

  “Go for it,” she said, and turned back to Aero who she’d been deep in conversation with. I interjected occasionally, but the two of them were on the subject of guitars and how to tune and intonate, so they lost me most of the time.

  “Come on,” Stoney said, helping me up.

  I took his hand and let him lead me through t
he great room and upstairs. “Where are we going?”

  “We’ve got twenty minutes before Letti needs to help the women with the food.”

  “Um, that doesn’t answer my question.”

  He pushed open our bedroom door, pulling me inside and locking it behind us. “Letti’s watchin’ Fox so I can fuck you.”

  “Oh.” I shivered. “Does that mean I get to do that thing with my tongue?”

  He laughed. “I’d appreciate it if you would.”

  I licked my lips, kneeling in front of him and tugging on the waistband of his jeans. He unbuttoned them, sliding the zipper down and releasing his already hard cock for me.

  I ran my tongue up the length of him, taking the tip into my mouth and sucking gently, pulling his cock out again and running my tongue over the top, licking the precum off and then taking him completely, all the way to the back of my throat.

  I pressed against the underside of his dick with my tongue, moving my mouth in time with my hands, stroking him as my tongue added pressure as I worked him. It wasn’t long before his hands gripped my head and he began to fuck my face.

  I took every inch of him. So deep, my eyes watered, until he let out a quiet grunt and I felt the warmth of his cum slide down my throat as his cock pulsed inside my mouth. I continued to suck gently until I’d milked him of every ounce, and then his hands were under my armpits and he was dragging me back on my feet.

  “I want you naked and on your knees.”

  I bit my lip and nodded, stripping as quickly as I could and climbing onto the bed on all-fours. I heard his boots hit the floor and shivered in anticipation. We’d been getting to know each other’s likes and dislikes over the past couple of weeks, and I’d been learning a lot about what I thought I didn’t like, but now can’t actually live without.

  Case in point, him slamming into me from behind as he either slapped my ass or fingered my clit. Or both.

  Which he was obviously fixing to do right now.

  Yes.

  I felt the bed dip, then his tongue was on my pussy and I was grinding against his mouth. He sucked my clit, then his tongue was inside of me as I let out a quiet whimper of need.

  “You want hand or clit?”

  “Hand,” I panted out.

  He sat up, kneeling behind me and sliding into me, his hands squeezing my ass before one slapped me... hard.

  “Noah,” I moaned.

  “More?”