by M. Merin
Chapter 17
Jake
Monday goes slow as hell. Spending most the day going over trusts, titles, and accounts in my name and sewing everything up so Charlie will be protected is a fucking nightmare.
Then I went and mentioned that any child she bore by Connal would be done with my knowledge and agreement and I wanted those kids to inherit equally, naturally that created another dozen or so clauses.
“You sure about this, Jake?” William asks for the fifth time. “They could just be conning you. There’s a lot of money at play here.” I don’t even answer him anymore, just stare him down until he gets back to it.
Everything’s ready when I get to the office the following morning, signing the will and a few other documents to leave on record; I take off with the prenup, eager to get back to Rowansville.
I head straight to the Garage. Charlie rolls out from under a car when she hears the bike pull up, a smile lighting up her grease streaked face as I walk towards her. Helping her up, I quickly have her legs wrapped around my waist and am kissing her for all I’m worth.
“Hey, hey, none of that,” Connal growls, entering the garage. “I don’t get to touch her here, neither do you.”
Charlie laughs as she breaks our kiss and slides back down to the ground. Leaning over to my ear, she loudly whispers; “He’s been getting grouchier every day, at least until we get home.”
I nuzzle her neck before letting her go. “What’s been happening, Brother?”
“Russian claimed Betsy on Sunday night.” He starts.
“No shit?!” I grin at the thought.
“Diamond lost it,” Charlie cuts in. “Then Vice was quiet and pouting last night at Riley’s dinner, so no one talked about it.” She eagerly catches me up on the news.
“Men don’t pout, Baby,” I correct her; getting a snort from her.
“That’s what I said,” Connal jumps in. “You almost done there, Charlie?”
“Yep, I was just cleaning it up.” She tells him.
“Get the paperwork done so we can head out early. I’ll let Royce close up today,” Connal says. “I need some of those kisses too.”
“Actually, I thought we could have sex tonight,” Charlie drops that bombshell on us nonchalantly, before turning back to her lane.
The two of us freeze, staring at each other, unsure if we heard right.
“Get home, get cleaned up!” Connal says, coming to first; then running towards his office. “I’ll stall her a little.”
I immediately take off, forgetting to say goodbye to Charlie. I stop off for flowers, candles, champagne, and condoms.
Shit, my basket is like an advertisement for ‘I’m getting laid after the Prom.’ But what the fuck? It’s her first time; this has to be done right.
I’ve just finished my shower and tugging on shorts when I hear Connal’s bike pull in. He’s chasing her up the stairs when I open the door.
“Save me!” She cries dramatically, laughing and hiding behind me.
“You – Shower. Now.” I direct Connal, keeping her behind me. He chuckles and follows my direction, throwing a big wink to Charlie.
“You sure about this, Baby?” I whisper, turning to pull her into my arms.
“Yes, Jake. Completely.” She hugs me to her.
“Good, now why don’t you go help him with his back?” I smile down at her. Leaning forward, she flicks my nipple with her tongue and starts to strip as she backs away from me. Fuck.
Getting into gear, I move to light the candles in the bedroom and spread the rose petals from the bathroom to the bed. Connal will probably take my MC cut from me over this but Charlie missed out on a lot of things; I’m giving her this.
Yep, there’s a bark of laughter from him when the bathroom door opens; Charlie tells him to shut it and enters the bedroom first. They both have towels wrapped around them; she drops hers as she steps into my arms. I can’t help but give Connal the finger behind her back.
“Come here, Baby,” I whisper, pulling her down onto the bed. Connal moves the other side of her, sitting against the headboard; he cups the back of her head. “You know we love you?”
She nods, biting my shoulder and reaching a hand up to hold Connal’s.
“Do you want me to wear a condom?” I ask, glad we were able to show her our blood tests earlier this week.
“No, Jake. If you two don’t want to, just with me; I’m good with that.” She says. I start kissing her, grinding into her; a frenzy has kicked in and neither of us is interested in slowing down now. Moving a hand down to her pussy, I start massaging her clit; determined to make her come before I enter her.
“Only with you now, Baby Girl,” Connal grunts. “We’ll go bare and see what happens, ok?”
Connal and I shift, each suckling a breast. As she gets closer to her orgasm, I slide my finger into her; leaving my thumb to rub her sensitive nub. Hitting that sweet bundle of nerves inside her tunnel, she screams loudly, arching her hips and begging for more. I add a second finger, working to stretch her tight pussy; trying to prepare her body for the girth of my dick.
“Please, Jake!” She finally pleads. “Don’t make me wait any more.”
Connal leans up to kiss her before shifting back, I move on top of her; holding her tight, wet entrance open with one hand as I start to nudge into her with the head of my cock. Tired of my slow movements, she cups my face and arches her hips up to meet me – nearly impaling herself on my rock hard dick.
Crying out when I draw back, she merely whimpers when I push all the way back in through her wet velvet folds; this time breaking through her barrier.
“Fuck!” She pants. “You’re so goddamn big.”
“I’m sorry, don’t move, I’m sorry,” I repeat over and over; hoping her discomfort will quickly ease, I kiss her and notice that Connal has his fists balled up, watching helplessly. “You better now, Baby?” I ask, caressing her face.
“I’m sorry, Jake,” She painfully smiles up at me. “Maybe you should start moving?
“Yeah?” I ask gritting my teeth together I get a frustrated noise from her; she moves her hips herself. “Oh, God. Baby, you’re so tight.”
The friction sets me off. I try to hold back but the primitive part of my mind takes over and I start thrusting in and out of her. Before I know it, her legs are around my hips and she’s arching up to meet my movements.
“Connal, she’s amazing!” I call out. “Never felt like this. Shit. You’re squeezing me so tight, Baby.” At my words, Connal groans beside us, stroking his shaft in concert with our motion.
“Jake, there! Faster, oh God, please!” She calls out and I feel her sheath shudder around my dick; my balls tighten up impossibly hard and I’m gone. Shooting off my cum into her womb; I yell out.
Coming inside a woman for the first time in my life and knowing she’s mine; ours. I lean down, unable to kiss her gently, I consume her; squeezing her tightly in my arms.
Charlie
Holy Shit. As I start to drift back into myself and my vision sharpens again I reach a hand out to Connal, my other arm still secured around Jake.
Tears are rolling down my cheeks and I’m just utterly sated.
“Jake,” Connal says quietly. “You’re smothering her.”
Jake grunts, then rolls off of me and Connal slides up alongside me. For once he doesn’t seek to fill the silence, just lets us catch our breath. Finally, I pull him down for a kiss; it’s filled with the tenderness I usually find in Jake’s kisses. Connal’s aggressiveness seemingly replaced by calm.
“Baby Girl,” He says against my lips. “I could watch you all day long.”
“Just watch?” I grin up at him.
“Smart ass.” He lightly flicks my nipple.
“Baby, you gotta go to the bathroom now,” Jake says. “After we come in you, I don’t know. It’s a health thing…”
“It reduces the chance of a UTI,” Connal says, getting a look from both of us. “What? I always paid attention in
Sex Ed class!”
I grab a nighty as I head to the bathroom, following their instructions. Jake has my discarded towel around his waist and enters the bathroom when I exit, dropping a kiss on my forehead.
“Fancy!” I call out, loud enough for him to hear when I see Connal setting up a few glasses and a bottle of champagne next to the bed.
“You have one Mr. Jarrett Forsythe to thank for thinking of this. For all of this,” Connal motions around us at the candles and flowers.
Grabbing me from behind, Jake lifts me up bridal style.
“Wanted to make it nice for our woman!” He grunts.
“It was beautiful, Jake,” I say, cupping his cheek. “Thank you.”
“Hush now.” He says, shyly. “Here, let’s trade.” Jake transfers me to Connal’s arms, taking the bottle from him. He deftly twists the bottle, removing the cork with a soft pop and pours glasses for each of us.
“Here’s to us, finding each other, to knowing, acknowledging, and freely living the way we want.” He says, and we all clink glasses. The champagne is my first and amazing; I look around Connal at the orange label on the bottle and try to remember the name for future celebrations.
Connal leans into me; “Seriously, Baby Girl, you’ve made him verbose.”
“How the fuck do you even know that word?” Jake laughs.
“Saw it on the Word of the Day calendar in Jas’ office.” Connal shrugs, getting Jake laughing harder; nearly snorting champagne through his nose. Connal and I exchange a glance and wait for him to catch his breath.
“That thing’s been there for like three fucking years!” He finally gasps.
“Finally came in handy then,” Connal laughs along. We all do, we laugh and talk and snuggle. I hold my men close. Not worrying about how this came to be, but how easy it is and how happy I am.
“Connal?”
“Yeah, Baby Girl?” He looks at me, finishing his drink.
“Lie down with me?” I hand Jake my glass.
“Charles, I don’t want you to be sore.” He steps back. “Maybe tomorrow?”
“Now, Connal,” I reach for his arm. “Please?”
Looking at Jake over my shoulder, he stands stiffly. I put Connal’s glass down, and pull my nighty off. “I want you now. Both of you, always, Connal. That’s my promise.” I shift down to the bed. Sitting beside me, Jake strokes my ankle.
“Give our Ol’ Lady what she wants, Brother,” He orders Connal, nodding at me. “Look how sexy our girl is?” He draws a finger across the soul of my foot, pulling a surprised giggle from me.
“Where else are you ticklish, Baby Girl?” Connal growls. Leaning toward me, he pounces at the last moment and I shriek in surprise as he pulls me on top of him. “You set the pace, little one. Don’t want to hurt you.”
As he pulls my legs apart, I quickly slide up; giving his mouth access to the Bounty he seems to enjoy so much. Jake stays beside us, pulling my head over to give him a kiss. I moan into his mouth as Connal alternates sucking and nipping my breasts.
“Slide on down him now, Baby,” Jake whispers, our lips barely touching. “Let him feel how tight that sweet pussy is; let him feel you then fill you up.”
I nod, smiling down at Connal, his eyes pleading with me; he moves one hand to line his cock up with my core, and the other on my hip. A low groan escapes his lips and both hands clench my hips as I steadfastly edge all the way down his shaft. My insides tender from having Jake’s cock in me less than an hour ago, I sit up tall once I’ve taken him all in me. Holding him there I swivel my hips, enjoying the feel of having Connal in me and the power I feel from the frustrated groan that falls from his lips.
“Goddamn it, Baby Girl,” He tries to grind further into me, holding my hips tight enough to leave marks. “Do that again. Oh shit!”
I obey, enjoying the look of sheer need on Connal’s face. In another moment, Leaning down and bracing myself on his wide shoulders, I start rocking up and down; catching the rhythm we need.
Chapter 18
Connal
“Sorry. Sorry. Sorry,” I can’t stop, I just need her harder but I can feel how tight she is; not just from the intrusion of my dick but from Jake’s earlier pounding. “So fucking tight, Jake. That’s it, Charles, ride my dick just like that.”
Her pussy fits my cock like a glove, I have no idea what I’m saying; I just need more of her sweet, wet friction.
“Help me, Connal,” She moans and I finally start moving my own hips; having held back to keep from hurting her. Her plea sends me past the point of thinking and I start thrusting up into her; her ragged breathing accelerates, then Jake leans over and sucks one of her nipples into his mouth.
Just like that she comes. Fucking loud as hell, slapping my chest with one hand, screaming ‘more’. I shoot rope after rope of cum up into her, I’ve got no control left at this point and just pull her into my body, rolling us over; needing to keep my dick in place even as it softens.
“You ever feel anything so good?” Jake asks quietly. Pulling back I shake my head at him, looking back down to Charlie, I kiss her gently.
“Never,” I whisper.
“Aren’t you glad you didn’t wait until tomorrow?” She shoots me her cockiest grin, getting a chuckle from Jake and me.
“Smart ass.” I kiss her nose before rolling off of her, Jake tosses me a towel. “Hit the bathroom, Love.”
As she waddles off, trying not to get my mess all down her thighs; I look at Jake again, trying to sort out my thoughts.
“Let’s get to the clubhouse,” He says, voicing my unspoken thoughts. “Let’s just go claim her. You get cleaned up, I’ll text Flint, Jas, and Gunner, make sure they get there.”
I feel the same driving need to do this, so I get moving without a word. When Charlie exits the bathroom, I tell her to get dressed; then jump in for a quick shower.
“What’s going on?” I hear her ask Jake before the water drowns out anything else. Toweling myself off a couple minutes later, she’s already dressed when she barges in for her makeup bag. “A little heads up next time, Connal!” She exclaims.
Coming up behind her and wrapping my arms around her, “You don’t need any of that, Beautiful. But we need you. Need to make this official. Need you to understand we mean it.” Nuzzling my head into her neck, I start with the topic she won’t like.
“I can see straight down your Bounty to your belly button, Charles,” I say firmly, looking down her shirt. “Ouch!”
Luckily her boots weren’t on when she stomped my foot. Then she leans towards the mirror to apply her mascara and with her ass snug against my dick, I forget everything. Holding her hips again, I fantasize about when she’ll let us in the back door. When she’ll take us both.
“You feel ok?” I ask.
Straightening up, she slides my hands from her hips, slowly up to her tits; cupping them with my hands.
“I swear I can still feel you in me.” She purrs, leaning against me. “Go get dressed now, Connal?”
I nod and without thinking, I go and get dressed; no longer worrying about her cleavage anymore.
Jake has her pressed against the front door when I join them, kissing and wrapped around each other; I know we’ve made the right choice. Jake turns to look at me over his shoulder, giving me a nod. When he pulls away from her, I lift her over my shoulder and head out to the parking lot. Ignoring her laugh and slaps to my ass. Putting her down, I catch the helmet Jake throws my way for her and we’re off.
Full house at the clubhouse, between bikes and volume; should be an interesting reaction to our news. Entering, I see the mid-week ruckus is due to a group from a Colorado MC that has stopped in. Greetings are barely out of their mouths before they notice the Bounty and nearly start towards Charlie en mass.
“BACK THE FUCK OFF.” Jake bellows, pulling himself up to full height. I’m right beside him, with Wrench and Russian immediately filing in behind Charlie. Looking around the room, Jas waves his hand so I can see him in the cr
owd.
“Pres!” I call. “Jake and I are claiming Charlie.”
In a second, the noise level has gone from deafening – full of catcalls, music, and drunken boasts; to dead fucking silence. The vice president of the other MC looks around.
“Wait, I want a go at the one with the tits though.” The guy asks looking at Charlie. I step forward to hit him but Charlie has grabbed my arm.
“Jake and Connal are taking Charlie as their Ol’ Lady, any objections GRIZZLIES?” Jas calls, specifying who has a right to answer.
“I fucking object,” Frank calls. “I been around longer than those shit stains combined and you won’t agree to me taking Diamond but now Ol’ Ladies need multiple Brothers fucking them? Which one of you boys can’t get it up for a girl?” Frank slurs out to continued silence from our MC and laughs from the guests.
“Flint? What do you think?” Jas asks, knowing he needs to justify his reasoning.
“Ain’t the norm, so we vote. Grizzlies only.” Flint calls from near the bar.
“Against, let’s hear a nay,” Jas says. Frank and his buddy are the only two nays out of nearly thirty Brothers, Royce manages to keep his mouth shut. “Settled then; welcome Charlie. Frank, you want your own vote now?”
“Fuck off. The lot of you.” He says, much more subdued. Pulling Diamond after him, he heads towards the stairs.
“Wait. Is the one with the tits an Ol’ Lady now?” Asks the very slow VP from the other MC. That time I do hit him.
Jake
“We got you something, Charles,” Connal says, once the fight dies down and we’ve all had a shot or two to relax everyone. We located her in the corner with Emma and Bree; Bree’s watching over Emma like a mother hen. He unrolls her Property of cut, one with both our names marking her.
Charlie immediately slides it on before thoroughly kissing us both. Then she notices our hands, still bloody from that little disagreement.
“Don’t you worry about that,” I tell her, holding her close. Feeling a touch on my back, I quickly turn to see Betsy with Russian close behind her.