by Sam Crescent
She’d stopped disappearing in the middle of the night to sleep in her office, and he actually had nights now where he fell asleep and woke with her in his arms.
“I’m happy for you, Rage. You deserve her.”
“Thank you.”
He slapped Saint on the back and made his way back to his woman. His name was partly done on the base of her back, and he was so fucking aroused. Underneath his name was a print of a dolphin. Penny liked dolphins, so he’d included that in the design.
“How does it look?” she asked.
“Beautiful, and you’re turning me on.”
“Thanks, man, I like to think I give people their happy moment.”
Penny chuckled while Rage just glared at the men.
“You shouldn’t be pissed. He’s only telling you the truth.”
For the next hour, he talked with Penny and to Marcus while he finished up the tattoo.
“I think that is one of my best,” Marcus said. “Do you want to see it?”
“Yes.”
Rage saw it, and it was so damn hot and sexy. He couldn’t wait to fuck her, and trace his name on her back. When he was close to coming, he was going to paint his spunk across his name.
Marcus handed him a mirror, and together they showed Penny the mark on her back.
“Wow, that is really pretty. Thank you, Marcus.”
“Your wish is my command.”
Afterward, Marcus told her what to do to care for it, and he applied a sterile plaster to keep it covered. “I wouldn’t wear anything on it, and try to sleep on your front tonight, okay. It’s best not to rub and disturb it in case it ends up dirty.”
“Will do.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of her.” Rage shook Marcus’s hand, and then made his way out of the club toward Penny’s car. He opened the passenger side, and Penny climbed inside. She didn’t argue with him, and when he was in the driver’s seat, he saw she’d turned toward him.
“What’s up, baby?”
“Nothing, I’m just thinking you should get my name inked across your ass.”
He burst out laughing.”
“And why would I do that?”
“To show to the world that I own your ass just like you own mine.”
“I own your ass huh?”
“What? You’re the one that hasn’t taken me there yet. I’ve been all for it.”
He took hold of her hand pressing it against his dick. “Do you see what you’re doing to me, princess?”
“I’m horny.”
“Not nearly as horny as me.”
She chuckled. “Are you going to?”
“What?”
“Take my ass?”
Rage groaned. “Yes, I’m going to take your ass, and I’m going to take that pussy, and that mouth.”
“I can’t wait.”
He cupped her cheek “What have I turned you into?”
“An insatiable woman who knows what she wants. Did you know my latest book has done really well?”
“It has.”
“Yeah, I think it’s you.”
“Why do you think that?”
“I know what it means to feel true lust and desire. I also know what it means to be in love. Before you, I didn’t have a clue. You’ve given me so much already.”
Pressing his lips to hers, Rage took her home. Tonight he wasn’t going to make love to her, but he was going to care of her. She hated needles, and yet she’d been inked for him, and in turn he was going to give her the world. His name was marked on her flesh, and Penny’s soul matched his.
He was never letting her go.
****
Three days later
The tattoo was healing well, and Penny couldn’t help but stare at it in the mirror in the bathroom. She found herself staring at her ink work every time she got out of the shower.
“I don’t have time to dawdle,” she said, quickly getting dressed in the satin red negligee with silk cups that held her breasts.
Rage was back at the club dealing with club business, and she was halfway through her book. Rushing through the apartment she dimmed the lights, and went about lighting some candles. She didn’t know how long Rage was going to be, but the moment he walked through the door she wanted to set the mood.
Her cell phone rang, and she cursed. Rushing toward it, she picked it up to find Melissa calling.
“What’s up?”
“I don’t suppose you’d do me a huge favor?”
“It depends on the favor. I’m busy.”
“Oh, I wanted you to go and get Pea.”
Penny frowned. It had been well over a month since she had to go and get Pea from the clubhouse for her sister.
“No, it’s not going to happen.”
“He’ll listen to you.”
“It doesn’t matter. I’ve got a special night planned. I’ve shaved my legs, and I’m wearing silk for my man. I’m not leaving the apartment.”
“Oh, sorry. I forgot.”
Penny laughed. “You forgot that I’ve got a man of my own.”
“Yeah.”
“Have you ever done something like this for Pea?”
“No. He wouldn’t like it.” Melissa said, and Penny was so close to caving.
“Look, I don’t want to pry, and I love you, Mel, but the only two people who can fix your marriage are you and Pea.”
“It’s complicated. I’m sorry for calling you. Enjoy your night.”
The call ended, and Penny cursed, staring down at her cell.
“Trouble?” Rage asked, startling her.
Screaming, she spun around, and saw her man waiting in the doorway.
“Damn, I didn’t even hear you come in. I had something special planned, and now Mel and Pea have ruined it.”
“I don’t see how they’ve ruined it. You look damn hot where I’m standing.”
She smiled, dropping her cell phone to the sofa. “You think so.”
“I love you naked, but the red, it really, yeah, it holds your tits just right.”
“Charmer.” She was thrilled, and heat gathered between her thighs. Rage continued to stare at her. His leather cut looked tight across the large expanse of muscles. In the last few weeks, Penny had realized she loved to watch him work out, and fight. In the sunlight, the sweat glinted, and she imagined him thrusting inside her. He was so big that when he finally lost control during sex, he made it sore for her to walk the next day. She wasn’t complaining though. Penny loved having sex with him, and well, she’d woken many nights getting him up, and having her wicked way with him.
“I see that sexy look. You’re thinking about my cock inside your pussy, aren’t you?”
She shook her head. “I’m thinking about your dick in my ass.”
He hissed, and she knew she’d caught him.
“You’re ready?”
“I’ve set all of this up with the intent to seduce you, Rage. I want you, and I want you to take me every way you can.”
She walked up to him, sliding her hands up the inside of his jacket, marveling at how solid he was beneath. This man belonged to her. She had his name inked on her flesh, and it would only be a matter of time before she wore his leather cut. Melissa had told her that Rage had already had one made for her. She never thought she’d be this excited about the prospect of being owned by Rage.
“Follow me,” she said, taking hold of his hands, and leading him toward their bedroom. She made sure to sway her hips and to make all of her movements seductive. Tonight couldn’t go wrong.
“Fuck, baby, you’re in top form tonight,” he said.
Penny couldn’t help but smile at his teasing words. She loved the way he was always blunt and vocal with her.
Turning to face him, she slid one strap off her shoulder, followed by the second. Within seconds the negligee was on the floor. Penny wasn’t finished there. Sliding back, she spread her thighs wide, and ran her fingers through her pussy.
“I’m ready for you, Rage.”<
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“I’ve created a fucking witch.”
“What’s the matter?” she asked, knowing she was driving him crazy. Penny loved every single second of it.
He tugged his clothes off, and Penny admired the view as he got naked. Her mouth watered the moment his cock sprang free, and a pulse of fresh arousal rushed through her.
“I see you remembered the lube,” he said, nodding toward the large tube she’d bought from downstairs earlier that day.
“You’ve got that right. I always remember the right things.”
Rage climbed onto the bed, crawling between her thighs. He pressed a quick kiss to her shaved pussy, courtesy of him, then moved up to press his lips to each of her nipples. “I’m a lucky fucking man.”
Penny gasped as he flicked his tongue across her nipple.
He reached between them, and in the next second, she cried out as he slammed every inch of his dick inside her. The pleasure was instant, and sent her arousal spiking even more. Rage pulled out of her only to pound her pussy. She couldn’t catch her breath. His body joined hers like always, only she felt connected to Rage through something far deeper than sex. This was her man, and she had completely, totally, fallen in love with him.
“I love you, Penny. I love everything about you. Your mind, your heart, and especially your mouth and pussy.”
Penny squealed as he applied some cool gel to her anus. His fingers started to work the gel around her ass, sliding his finger past her tight muscles, and pulling out.
“Are you sure about this?” he asked.
“Yes.”
She groaned as he started to pump a second finger into her ass. Already she felt incredibly full, but she wanted more.
Rage pulled out his cock, and she whimpered, needing him again.
“I’ve got to get myself ready to take your ass. I’m not going to hurt you, baby.”
She nodded, pressing her head against her crossed hands. Seconds passed until finally the tip of his cock pressed against her asshole.
“Don’t tense up. Relax for me, Penny.”
Relaxing was hard to do with a large cock pressing against her backside, but her arousal was so intense that she forced herself to do exactly what Rage wanted her to. She relaxed, and gave herself to him.
He worked the tip of his cock into her ass, and she gasped at the tight pressure. Rage paused, massaging her back, waiting for her to get used to the pressure before sliding in a little deeper.
“It’s okay, baby,” he said.
It took him a little time, and during it, he worked her clit with two fingers, making it hard for her not to be aroused. Once he was inside her, he didn’t stop touching her clit. He stroked her constantly, and only when she started to thrust back against his cock did he get the message and begin to move.
He was so slow, pulling out of her, and working his way in. Each glorious inch riding her ass had her gasping for more.
“Do you like me in your ass?”
“Yes.”
“You going to let me fuck you regularly?”
“Yes. Please, Rage. I need you to let me come.”
His fingers worked her clit, and he started to thrust more forcibly into her ass. “I’m the luckiest man in the world, do you know that? No one knows what an amazing, insatiable woman you are, and I’m not going to let any bastard find out how damn precious you are.”
She believed him. In the weeks they’d been together, Rage had showed a strong possessive side to his personality. Penny loved it, and found his brand of possession amazing.
The way he stroked her clit took her to the edge of her need, and held her there at the point as his thrusts turned to pounds as he claimed her ass as his own.
“I can’t hold on much longer.”
“Let me come,” she said, begging him.
They came together, and Penny screamed out his name at the same time that he did her name.
When it was over, they lay on the bed, panting. He’d shattered her world, turning it upside down, and spinning it completely on its axis.
Rage pulled out of her ass, and carried her through to the shower. He turned the water on, and sheltered her from the cool spray by covering her.
“You’re really sweet to me.”
“Exactly, you’re the only one I’m ever going to be sweet to.” He took hold of her face, taking possession of her lips. “You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me.”
“And you are to me.”
She meant it, and she looked forward to the future with him.
Chapter Nine
One month later
“When’s the wedding?” Saint asked. They were in the main square of Sinners’ Corner, and Rage had just come out of the jewelry store.
“You better keep your mouth shut,” Rage said. He grabbed the ring he’d had made especially for Penny. It was a single diamond engagement ring. He’d gotten to know Penny really well, and discovered she liked the simple things. She loved the way he sat her down on the bed, and brushed her hair after a shower. Penny had written that into a story, which he loved. She liked it when he left her notes, or even texted her throughout the day.
If she was too busy to cook, he’d bring home food, which for Penny was another good point in his favor.
And tonight, after dinner, he was going to get down on one knee, and propose to her.
“What do you think she’ll say?” Saint asked.
“I’m hoping she’ll say yes to me, and not leave me hanging.”
They were in love, and he had no intention of breaking his word. They’d been together over two months now, and he knew without any doubt that he was not going to cheat on her. When they made love, fucked, had sex, whatever it was called, he was connected to her, and with far more meaning than simply his dick was inside her.
“She’ll say yes.”
“You sure?” Rage asked, suddenly doubting himself. Penny wasn’t like other women. If he got a ring near a club whore, she’d be all over him like flies around shit.
“Dude, she’s wearing your leather cut, and isn’t afraid to come around the club just to see you. The guys love the fact she brings cupcakes or cookies. She loves you, and I’ve never seen that woman looking so damned happy.” Saint pointed across the street, and Rage smiled.
It was hot outside, and she had grabbed his jacket regardless, and tied it around her waist. His name was blaringly obvious for all to see. Penny wasn’t shy about showcasing who she belonged to.
Crossing the street, he followed behind her, admiring her ass, which was covered with his jacket. Behind all the primness was a seductress that he got to see every chance they were alone.
Unable to stop himself, he wrapped his arm around her waist, and hauled her back against him. She fought him, just like he knew she would. Penny didn’t like being touched by anyone but him.
“Get the fuck off me!” She went to slam her foot down on his foot, and he dodged out of the way.
Spinning her around, he pressed her up against the wall. “Hello, beautiful.”
“Rage, you ass. I thought you were a stranger or something.”
He tucked some hair behind her ear. “I couldn’t resist seeing my little wildcat in action.
“You’ve got to be kidding me, right?”
“Nope. What are you doing in town?”
“I’m on my way to the store to pick up some groceries. What are you doing in town?”
“I have a surprise for you tonight.”
Her eyes lit up. “A surprise?”
“You got it.”
“Do I get to know what my surprise is?”
“It’s the forever kind of surprise.”
“You’re being a tease.”
“Maybe.” He tilted her head back, and claimed her lips. “Love you.”
“Love you, too.”
“Get some chocolate syrup tonight. I’ve got a sexy plan in mind.”
“I will.” She winked at him, and he watched her leave.
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ning back to Saint, he saw several club members had turned up into town. Beside Saint were Pea, Buzz, Willy, and Bean. They each pressed their hands to their hearts, and pouted.
“Fuck off, guys.”
He crossed the street, and as he did a bullet shot close to his foot. Screams descended on the town, and he charged back, watching as his club brothers dived out of the line of fire. Grabbing his gun from the back of his pants, he started looking around for Penny. Where the fuck had she gone?
“Penny!” He shouted her name in the hope of her answering.
Nothing.
Looking over the hood of the car, he ducked as another shot rang out.
More shots were fired, some hitting the car, and others off somewhere else. There was silence, and what Rage heard next sent his blood running cold.
“Rage!” Penny screamed his name, and he looked over the car, and saw Sean and a couple of the men from Pipe’s crew grabbing her.
She was fighting them, and he was so proud and terrified for her. He had to get to her. Getting to his feet, he was in time to see Sean slam Penny against the side of the white truck, before he slammed his fist against her face, dazing Penny so that he dumped her in the truck.
He didn’t care about his own safety. Penny couldn’t fight them off. He started firing his weapon, trying to damage them. The moment Penny and Sean were in the back of the car, the men holding the guns, climbed in, and the van was riding away from him.
“No!” He ran out from behind the car he was behind, running toward his woman.
The truck was too fast, and Rage couldn’t keep up with it. He fired his gun trying to take out the tires, and missed.
“Penny!”
“Rage, come on, we can find her,” Saint said, grabbing his arm.
“That was Pipe’s man,” Rage said, taking the phone from Saint. “Where would he take her?” he asked, knowing that Pipe was on the phone. His brothers rushed around him, and Rage didn’t care right now.
“I’m not dealing with you. Put Saint back on the phone.”
“Listen, you little fucker. I will bash you in the head with your own fucking pipe if you don’t tell me what I want to know. I’ve just watched that little bastard Sean hit my woman. When I get my hands on him, and I will, there’s going to be nothing left. I’m going to kill all of them for taking what belongs to me.”