Ridin' Dirty: An Outlaw Author Anthology (OAMC Book 1)

by Blue Remy

  “When you figure it out, let me know. Until then, know that I love you and I’ll do what I can to make whatever this is between us work. Some things aren’t negotiable and I’m not sure how we’ll work around them, but I hope to god we can figure it out.”

  I pulled away from him and gave him a shy smile. “Me too, but right now I think I need to go talk to Pixie.”

  He nodded, and I made my way to Pixie and Duke, who were now standing just inside the forest. Pixie’s back was to me, and Duke gave me a concerned look as I neared. He had both of his arms around her, holding her, and I could see his wolf near the surface, protecting her. My deer wanted to run but I forced my human body to stand still.

  “I’m sorry if I scared you, Pixie.” I took a few more steps and stopped ten feet away. “Is it okay if I come a little closer, so we can talk?”

  She turned in Duke’s arms and I could see she’d been crying, but she nodded and gave me a weak smile. “Yes. I’m sorry I freaked. I like you, but I guess I thought it was safe to let you touch me because you’re with Nix, so when you made it more, my reflexes kicked in.”

  I glanced at Duke. His wolf was still close to the surface and I pushed my deer down farther. I took two steps and stopped again. “Duke, I’m not going to hurt her and your wolf is freaking out my deer.”

  He closed his eyes a few seconds, and when he opened them the wolf wasn’t near the surface anymore. I breathed easier and took a few steps closer.

  “I am with Nix, but he knows I can’t promise him monogamy. We haven’t figured out how to work through that yet, because wolves pretty much demand exclusivity in their mates, but he thinks we might be able to work it out if I’m with girls and not guys. I’m bisexual, so… it might work. I haven’t been around anyone I’m interested in, but you called to my soul. I like you.”

  No one said anything for several long moments, and I finally said, “I won’t try to kiss you again. At least not without talking to you about it first, okay? Can we hang out together some more? Maybe hold hands and hug and cuddle like we were?”

  “It was okay before because I didn’t understand it was sexual.”

  Duke snugged his arms around her and kissed the top of her head. “Maybe if you think of it as affectionate instead of sexual until you’re used to her and trust her? You and I have talked about how long it might take before you can heal from what was done to you. I’ll stay close, and you know I won’t let anyone hurt you, Pix.”

  “I’m sorry I made you sad,” I told her. “I loved watching you dance, seeing how much you love life. I still like you, though. This is part of you, and I’ll deal with the happy parts as well as the sad parts.”

  I must’ve said something right, because I noted a subtle change in her eyes as her scent shifted to one of hope. She gently stepped out of Duke’s arms and held her hand out to me. I took it, and we walked downstream to the cascades.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Nix

  By the time we headed to bed at three in the morning, I had no idea what the rest of the night was going to bring.

  I’d stood with Duke as we watched Tippy and Pixie dance and play together, and he’d asked how I felt about my woman giving her attention and affection to someone else.

  “She never promised herself to only me. If I’m honest I’ll say I don’t like it, but I also know I’ll lose her if I can’t be okay with her being with others sometimes. I don’t think she’ll ever be with someone else more than she’s with me, because she… well, it’s a long story but I just don’t think it’ll be a problem.” I watched them laugh together as they went to the bar for more drinks. “I think my wolf might be able to handle her being with others as long as I’m the only man in her life.”

  “My wolf wouldn’t be able to watch Gen with someone else. Not even a woman.”

  “Oh, my wolf isn’t happy, but… he’d be even unhappier if we lost her.” I sighed. “Tip and I have talked about this, and about whether it would be better for her to do it away from me or around me. I told her I needed to see it some, so I could explain it to the wolf. He needs to understand from the beginning or he’s liable to hurt someone if we accidentally happen upon her being intimate with someone else. I think she’s trying to give that to me, and as hard as this is — seeing it is easier than knowing it’s happening when I can’t be around to make sure she’s okay.”

  And now, as I went to the bathroom of our hotel room to change into the shorts I’d bought this afternoon— because heaven forbid Pixie see a cock—I reminded my wolf why we were doing this. Tippy needed it, and if we played our cards right we might get to see some girl-on-girl action.

  Tippy was wearing one of my tees when I returned to the room. It came to below her knees and she looked so stinking cute I had to give her a kiss. I smelled more interest than fear coming from Pixie, and I kept it lighthearted even though it lasted longer than was probably polite.

  We’d negotiated this — me on one side of the king-sized bed, Tip in the middle, and Pixie on the other side. We’d even switched rooms with Brain and Harmony, so we were right beside Duke’s room and he’d be able to hear us through the wall.

  Duke and his wolf were beyond nervous about this, and his reactions told me just how much was riding on whatever happened tonight.

  My job was to make sure Pixie knew she was safe. She’s used to the RTMC protecting her, and as a brother I represented the club for her — yet she hadn’t known me that long and I knew I still made her a little nervous.

  Pixie went into the bathroom after me and put on a nightgown. While she was in there, I smothered Tippy in kisses and ran my hand under her t-shirt to tease her a little. The teasing got out of hand, and my fingers were inside her pussy when Pixie came out of the bathroom. I didn’t rush to end it, though. I slowly pulled them out and held Tippy’s gaze as I licked them clean. When I finished, I turned to Pixie with a smile. “You look good in purple, and my Tippy is looking forward to cuddling with you.”

  “Duke thinks it’s important for me to explore this, and I know he’s right, but it just feels… weird. Awkward.”

  “Do you trust Duke?”

  “He saved me, and he’s taken care of me ever since. I don’t think I could work in a normal job but I love working at the bike shop. There are always RTMC members around, and if anyone from the public even looks at me cross, someone steps in and handles it. Duke’s my hero.”

  “And he’s right next door, but you won’t need him tonight because I’ll keep you safe, too. One of the first things I was told when I came to town was that you’re special to the club, and to be protected and sheltered.”

  Tippy went to her, put an arm around her, and gently walked her to the bed. “I don’t remember the last time I had so much fun dancing, but I’m exhausted. Come lay with me and help me go to sleep?”

  Apparently, phrasing it so Pixie was helping Tippy out by getting in bed with her was the right choice of words, because they crawled under the sheets and Pixie spooned back into Tippy without another word. Within minutes, both were asleep and my wolf was complaining to me that he thought he was going to see some girl action.

  ***

  It was still dark outside when movement awakened me, and I realized one of the women was deep under the covers as the other moaned. It took me a few seconds to realize my girlfriend was the one moaning in pleasure because I was pretty sure Pixie was going down on her.

  My dilemma was whether to kiss her and help, maybe lick and suck her nipples some… or to sit back and watch. Should this be just between the two of them, or could I participate as long as I kept my hands off Pixie?

  Tippy resolved some of my dilemma by slapping her arm onto my chest as she spread her legs wider and moaned long and low. I ran my fingers up her arm and kissed her hand, but decided to make do with this amount of contact. For now, anyway.

  My cock had started to fill with Tip’s first moan, and it was rock hard now but I ignored it as I listened outside the room to be sure there
were no signs of danger. I heard showers running in other parts of the hotel, and mundane conversations I wasn’t interested in listening to. Assured we were safe, I brought my attention back to the two women in my bed.

  Tippy went from moaning to talking.

  “I’m gonna come. Oh, fuck, yes, that’s perfect. Fuck, fuck, fuck.” She grabbed my hand and squeezed, and I leaned in enough to kiss her shoulder as she came unglued.

  She moved and writhed on the bed through her climax, and Pixie must not have let up one bit because Tippy came for several long minutes before she finally collapsed in a heap of relaxed muscles as she struggled to catch her breath.

  I backed away as Pixie kissed her way up Tippy’s body. When she got to her chest, my little Deer pulled the other woman to her in a kiss. I know from experience how much Tippy likes tasting herself on someone else’s lips, and my cock throbbed in my shorts as the two embraced and kissed.

  Tippy tried to turn Pixie, but she must’ve smelled the fear hit the room as soon as I did, because she quickly relaxed and stayed on bottom as she moved her hands to Pixie’s sides so she caressed her instead of embracing her.

  Pixie pulled her mouth away and Tip said, “Baby steps, it’s okay. Tell me how I can get you off? Will you sit on my face?”

  Pixie sat up and grabbed a pillow, settled it upright against the headboard, and leaned against it so her back was almost a C. With Pixie’s knees spread out to the side giving easy access, Tippy quickly understood the invitation and went to work.

  I put my own hand inside my shorts and pressed my cock with my palm. I instinctively knew it would be bad form to beat off, but I had to do something before I was driven crazy with desire. My cock was so hard it fucking hurt.

  Now Pixie was the one moaning and working her way towards an orgasm, and my girlfriend’s naked ass showed because the tee was all wrinkled up around her midsection. Her hips moved as she worked Pixie with her mouth, and the scent of both women’s arousal filled the room. I wanted to pleasure my little deer with my fingers—and more—but I watched and marveled, and took everything in.

  And yes, I’ll admit I watched Tip’s technique to see if there was something she did that I didn’t. How often does a guy get to watch his girl go down on another girl? What an awesome learning opportunity.

  I moved up and a little closer, and fought the urge to move her hair out of the way. There’s no way she read my mind, but a handful of seconds later she moved her hair out of her face and gave me a better view, and I pressed harder on my cock inside my shorts.

  Tip alternated paying attention to Pixie’s clit and pussy, and she seemed to be almost massaging the lips open with her fingers. She used her fingers along with her tongue in ways I’d never considered, and I readjusted a few inches so I could get a better view. I stroked my cock twice, realized what I was doing and pulled my hand away from it. I didn’t want to do anything to draw attention to myself and away from the pleasure Tip was obviously giving Pixie.

  Pixie almost came twice, and tensed and lost it, but when Tip finally got her riding high enough she forgot to tense and at last surrendered to the pleasure, the beautiful little Pixie glowed with a soft yellow light when her orgasm finally overtook her body.

  And her scent — wolves can’t get sloppy drunk, usually. If we do a shitload of shots in just a few seconds we can manage it for a short time, though, and I felt ten levels beyond what I’d ever felt from alcohol. There were rumors about the pheromones Pixies put out when they orgasm, and I was thinking those rumors had a huge basis in fact.

  I let the arm supporting my head collapse, and as my face hit the bed and I took a deeper breath, my balls let me know what was coming and I rolled to my stomach as my own orgasm took me without anyone touching me.

  Ecstasy slammed into me and the room faded as my hips fucked the bed. I knew I was coming in my shorts. I knew this wasn’t ideal.

  I didn’t give a fuck.

  Several long minutes later I looked up to see Tippy sitting with her legs crisscrossed in front of her, and Pixie in her lap with her arms and legs wrapped around her. Pixie saw me looking at them and whispered, “This is why we’re in such high demand.”

  I nodded. “Your secret’s safe. I’d heard rumors but I won’t further them.”

  “I didn’t think it would get this far. Didn’t think I needed to warn anyone, but once things started happening…” She buried her face back in Tippy’s neck, and my girlfriend caressed her lover’s back.

  “It’s okay,” Tippy murmured into Pixie’s hair. “We’re all good. I have zero complaints, and I’m betting once Nix gets out of his shorts and into the shower, he won’t either.”

  Chapter Fifteen

  Tippy

  Six months later

  Against all odds, I was madly in love with a Wolf.

  Also against all odds, we’d found a way for a possessive Wolf to consider a promiscuous, polyamorous Deer to be his mate.

  It’d taken me a while to feel comfortable agreeing to it, but a few days ago I finally told him I thought I could go the rest of his life with only his dick. Sure, I’ll be getting lots of pussy on the side, but he’ll be the only dick in my life.

  Thankfully, he has a sense of humor.

  Also, he loves me to extreme.

  At first, I thought I loved him in spite of the fact he’s rough around the edges, he sometimes gets paid large sums of money to kill people from a mile away, he’s in a motorcycle club, and he’s a wolf. Eventually I figured out I love him because of those things. I was once married to one of the most charming species on the planet, and while Nix has certainly managed to charm me, he didn’t do it by being charming.

  He did it by seducing me, caring for me, and loving me. He did it by compromising on the hard stuff, so we were both fighting to make the relationship work. He did it by never lying to me, even when it would’ve been so much easier to avoid the truth, or even tell half-truths. He gave me brutal honesty and said, “This is who I am. Take me or leave me, but I really hope you take me.”

  And now, the ultimate test.

  Last night was the full moon and he ran with his brothers, but tonight he wants to run with me.

  My deer has been around his wolf enough we had reason to believe we could make it work, but there’s also a possibility my deer would freak once a wolf was running beside us. Deer run when we’re chased. It’s more than instinct—it’s who we are.

  My deer sees Nix as protection and not a danger now, but I was so nervous about how this was going to work, my stomach hurt.

  It was a warm summer night and we were in his backyard, just inside the forest area for cover. I couldn’t imagine there were satellites looking for supernaturals changing, but the Concilio said to only change where they couldn’t see, so we followed orders.

  I wore a simple sundress and no shoes, and he hadn’t bothered with any clothes at all. I’m not sure why I did, but I hadn’t wanted to step outside naked, so I’d slipped this on.

  I have as many clothes at his house as I do my own, now. When I have a big project or a deadline, we stay at my place so I’m closer to work. My house is closer to the gun shop, so we’re also more likely to be there if he has to teach an early class. Otherwise, we’re often at his house.

  “It’ll be okay,” he told me now, his voice gentle. “And if it isn’t, I’ll drop to the ground and stop running, but we aren’t going to have problems. We’re going to run together, Tip.”

  I nodded. “Will you change first so I can pet you before I change?”

  “Of course. My wolf loves it when you pet him.”

  Most shapeshifters go to all fours while human, before the change starts, but Nix is strong enough he transforms from human to wolf without having to bend over first. It’s fast, smooth, and flawless. It’s nothing short of magical, and I went to my knees as the wolf formed in front of me. He nuzzled my face and I ran my fingers through the fur on his head and down his neck to his shoulders.

  After several l
ong minutes of this, I pulled my sundress off, draped it over a nearby chair, and nuzzled him some more before I went to all fours and shifted with us touching.

  The human brain is different than the deer brain. Yes, I know this goes without saying, but becoming the deer is more than a lack of thumbs and no verbal speech. The forest around you becomes more alive, the air more vibrant, and everything makes you want to run.

  And yet, the deer nuzzled the wolf and knew she was safe.

  I’d worried so much about the two of us running together and my deer going mental and crashing through the woods to escape the wolf at her heels.

  And all of that worry wasn’t necessary, because Nix turned and took off through the woods, and I followed. I chased the wolf. No, I played with the wolf. Nix went up and down hills, over logs, through thickets, and I followed at high speed. We ran side-by-side through some clearings, and it was as if I could feel the pull of the moon on the wolf.

  I’ve run in the woods during all phases of the moon, and I’d never felt it like I did this night. Somehow, I felt the change in gravity through Nix.

  Nix has become my best friend. I have other friends, too. Being brought into the RTMC means you gain a whole family, and I’ve grown close to all of the other ol’ladies. Pixie and I are close, of course, and I’ve been with other women as well, but Nix is my shining star. We shoot together, we run together in human form, he helps me with martial arts. We cook together, we have the best sex ever, and now our animals were running together.

  No matter what the future brought, I knew we’d be okay.

  A deer and a wolf. If you’d told me this a year ago I’d have called you crazy. Now? It’s the story of my life, and I couldn’t be happier.