King (Rogue Rebels MC)

by Nicole Elliot

  I was aware of how busy Commando was. He had told me that there was a war going on between them and a rival MC, called the Black Skulls. Apart from that, he had told me very little, even though I suspected that there was some danger involved. I tried not to worry about him though, if there was anyone who could take care of himself; it was Commando.

  Tonight was going to be special though. Charity was staying with Rocky over the weekend again, which meant that I had the apartment all to myself. I’d texted Commando earlier, to tell him that I wanted to make him dinner. I hadn’t properly spoken to him since that night he made me spaghetti and I was expecting him to tell me that he wouldn’t have time.

  Instead, he replied -

  You should know, I like cheese. Almost as much as I like fucking you. I’ll be there at nine and I’ll bring champagne to celebrate your results. Proud.

  I’d blushed when I read that message, and then read it again three more times. Commando was proud of me! He had more faith in me and my abilities, than I had in myself.

  So, I made mac and cheese, and some garlic bread and got dressed for the evening. In a tight navy body con dress, high black stilettos, I ironed my red hair poker straight and sleek. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I wondered if I had overdone the makeup. Silver eyeshadow, a deep plum lipstick and an hour spent getting my foundation all right…I was satisfied. I wondered what Commando would think when he saw me tonight, all dolled up for him.

  I went back to check on the garlic bread in the oven, when there was a knock on the door. I nearly skipped as I rushed to the door, my heart pounding as I opened it. Alone with him again!

  It wasn’t Commando on the other side, it was Blaine and he came charging in, roughly pushing me aside.

  “You got company?” he thundered at me and then banged the door shut. I shrieked and tried to run past him to my cellphone on the kitchen counter, but Blaine grabbed my hair, jerking me tightly back to himself. He had knocked in a civilized way this time, I couldn’t have known it was him!

  “What do you want from me?” I screamed as he held me in position, snarling at my face.

  “I want my money back and I want to know who the hell you’ve got all dressed up for!” he growled, baring his teeth at me like a rabid dog. Tonight he wasn’t drunk, so alcohol wasn’t his excuse.

  “I told you I don’t have your money. Just please leave me alone,” I said, speaking through tears now and Blaine held up his hand, poised for a slap across my face.

  “You lying bitch. I know you’ve taken it and now you’re cheating on me!” he said and I shrieked, cowering under him, expecting his slap to land any moment on my face.

  “Let her go before you regret it,” I heard Commando’s voice and saw Blaine look up towards the door.

  “Kelley!” I shrieked, trying to wriggle out of Blaine’s grip, but he only tightened his fist in my hair, jerking me back towards him.

  “Who the fuck are you?” Blaine hissed at Commando, as he took a few steps towards us.

  “Let her go and I’ll tell you,” Commando’s voice was surprisingly calm, compared to the rage I had seen in his eyes before. I could sense Blaine’s muscles stiffening. He might have thought he was a big man when he hit me, but in reality he was a coward. And it was obvious who the stronger man in the room was.

  “Is this the guy you’re cheating on me with?” spittle flew from his mouth when he turned to me again.

  Commando was walking closer to us, and Blaine started backing away, his hands in my hair still. I couldn’t stop crying, being pulled back by my hair and when my eyes locked with Commando, I saw the silent fury in his eyes.

  “Do you want to die tonight?” he said, in a deep threatening voice. He had backed Blaine into a corner, who was using me as a shield now.

  “Back off man. This is between me and my girl,” Blaine said and I saw a devilish smile erupt on Commando’s face.

  He lunged at Blaine, his hands wrapping around his neck as he pinned him to the wall. He was choking, and his grip on my hair weakened and he had no choice but to let me go. I slipped out from under Commando’s arm, my hands clapped to my mouth. Blaine’s face was beginning to bloat, turning purple in color. I could see the pumped veins on Commando’s arms while he continued to choke Blaine.

  “Commando, don’t kill him!” I shrieked and he threw me a look. Then he released the pressure on Blaine’s neck, but just as Blaine started panting for breath, he punched him in the gut.

  Blaine keeled over, bending as he held on to his stomach with pain. Commando tipped his face backwards with one hand, just so he could punch him in the face again. I heard the crack of Blaine’s jaw as he toppled to the floor. There was blood pouring down his nose and I stepped back in horror.

  “You hurt her, you motherfucker!” Commando kicked him in the stomach again, and Blaine rolled over on the floor, still clutching his belly, the blood still dripping from his face.

  “You’re going to kill him, Commando, no!” I screamed, terrified that he wouldn’t know how to stop.

  “He deserves to fucking die!” he growled, kicking him in the jaw again. I could hear Blaine moaning and groaning, rolling away, flinching every time Commando moved.

  “Get up asshole. Get up! See how this feels?” Commando had grabbed Blaine’s hair now and was holding his head up, the same way he’d been holding mine.

  “Open your eyes and look at her!” Commando screamed in Blaine’s ears and he had no choice but to look at me. I could see his left eye was severely bruised and swollen shut. I couldn’t bear to look at him, I couldn’t even look at Commando. I was beginning to feel sick.

  “If you ever come near her again, nothing will stop me from killing you. Do you fucking understand?” Commando hissed in Blaine’s ear and he nodded his head wildly in agreement.

  Then he let him go and Blaine fell to the floor, on his hands and knees, crawling pathetically towards the corner of the room. I stared at him, tears still streaming down my cheeks. There was an aching throb at the back of my head now, where he had been pulling my hair tightly.

  “It’s me,” I heard Commando’s voice. I looked over to see him speaking into his phone. His shoulders were heaving, his nostrils were flared with rage, and he was glaring down at Blaine disgustedly.

  “I have a situation here. Get Ava’s address from Big D and come over with the others. There’s an asshole we need to take care of,” Commando said and then looked up at me. I couldn’t control my crying still, and he strode towards me, grabbing me by my waist and pulling me to himself.

  I sobbed on his chest, burying my face into him and when I felt the strength of his arms around me, I knew that I was going to be safe.

  “And call Jewel. This place needs to be cleaned up,” Commando said, and then clicked his phone shut.

  He was stroking my hair, planting wet kisses on my forehead. It seemed like he couldn’t handle seeing me crying.

  “Come with me, princess,” he whispered in my ear and when I looked at him again, I nodded in agreement. I’d go anywhere with him. He didn’t need to ask me twice.

  “This guy is never coming near you again. You hear me? You’re safe now,” he said, whispering gently in my ear. I clung on to him, as though for dear life and my gaze landed on Blaine on the floor, nursing his wounds with grunts and groans.

  I felt nothing for him. Not a bone in my body ached for this man I had shared a life with for so many years. It was Commando who had saved my life, he was the one who I cared about. I was just realizing that Blaine had meant nothing to me, not ever. Not even close to the way Commando did.

  Chapter 26

  Commando

  “That dick is in prison,” I said, while Ava lay soaking in the bath tub.

  I had brought her to my apartment and run her a bath. I couldn’t bear to see her in pain, to see her crying. And the whole time I rode my bike, I was able to hear her whimpering. Now, she lay in the bubbling water, her head propped up against the back, the bottoms of her red hai
r soaked and damp.

  Ava moved her arms, sending ripples around her in the water. Her makeup was smudged from all the crying, and her green eyes shone largely. She was the most beautiful creature I had ever laid my eyes on, and now she was all mine.

  “Blaine is in prison?” she asked, her voice cracking with anticipation.

  “Elwood…my dad called in a favor with the cops. They’re going to transfer him to Mississippi,” I said, and sat down with my legs crossed on the bathroom floor.

  “Mississippi?” Ava said, an almost-smile tugging the corners of her mouth.

  “Yeah,” I said and reaching for her arm, I stroked her soft skin, while she leaned over the edge of the bath tub to look at me. She was stretched out, soaking, and every time I caught sight of her luscious body submerged in the water, I felt my cock move. But fucking her was the last thing on my mind tonight. I just wanted her to feel safe, I wanted her to know that I wouldn’t let anything happen to her.

  “On what grounds?” she asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. For a moment, I didn’t know what she was talking about, and then realized that she was still speaking about Blaine Salzburg.

  “Something made up. We have cops on our payroll, who owe us a shitload of favors,” I said and Ava arched her eyebrows and then smiled. That smile made me weak. A happy genuine smile. She was warming to my lifestyle, she wasn’t complaining about how many laws we were breaking. She was the kind of woman who would never hold anything against me. She would always be by my side, and it felt amazing to have that.

  “You’ll be safe now, princess,” I said and she blinked, her cheeks flushing red to match the color of her bright hair.

  “I was safe from the moment I met you. I owe my life to you, Commando,” she said and I reached over and kissed her lips.

  We were staring at each other, and I couldn’t believe that a gorgeous woman, a woman like her…had deemed me worthy to take a bath in my tub. I had never felt this way about a woman before. No girl had even come close to making me feel the way she did. So, what was I waiting for? What other proof did I need to convince myself that she was the most important thing in my life.

  “Move in with me, Ava,” the words came blurting out of me and for a few moments, her brows crossed and she looked at me with disbelief.

  “Here?” she asked and a nervous laugh escaped from me.

  “That was my plan, or we could find a different place if you don’t want to live here,” I said and she bit down on her lip, trying to suppress the smile that was bursting on her face.

  “Is this because you want me to be safe? Because this way you’ll be able to keep a close watch on me?” she said and I saw the goosebumps on her arms, her shoulders, her skin glistening with the soapy water of the bath.

  “No, this is because I want to wake up next to you every day,” I said and Ava’s face flushed again. She batted her eyelids and dropped her gaze downwards.

  “I want to wake up next to you every day too,” she said and I reached for her again, kissing her damp face.

  “And I want to support you,” I said and she snapped her eyes up at me again.

  “What do you mean?”

  “I mean, that I want to take care of your course fee, your books, whatever you need. You don’t need to work at the Lucky Lady anymore,” I explained and she opened her mouth to protest.

  “But…”

  “No buts. It’s final. The MC will take care of everything, and all you have to do is study and become a Vet Tech. After that, you can get your dream job and live the life you’ve always wanted,” I continued and even though she was trying hard to hide it, I could tell that she was bubbling with excitement.

  “Commando…I…” she said and I shook my head, thrilling at the sound of her sweet voice. I would have done anything to see her not cry. And she looked like she was finally happy.

  “Thank you,” she said and clamped her mouth shut, smiling widely.

  “You don’t need to thank me, princess. This is what I want to do for you,” I told her and she swished out of the bathtub, hurling herself at me and the water flew everywhere, dampening my clothes.

  I fell backwards as she fell into my lap, kissing me wildly…with a kind of fury that I didn’t think she was capable of.

  I wasn’t complaining. There was nothing I thought about more every day, than having her body pressed up against mine.

  Ava parted her mouth and I slipped my tongue deep between her lips. Tasting her, breathing her in. My hands were on her waist, gripping her tightly as she pressed herself to me. Now that she’d started it, I wasn’t going to stop. I was going to have my fill of her, at least for tonight, because I knew I’d be back to wanting her again tomorrow morning.

  Chapter 27

  Ava

  I slid over him, my body naked and glistening with soapy water as I kissed him. I had never taken charge like this before, and I was enjoying the control I had over him now. Our lips collided and sizzled and Commando thrust his tongue into my mouth, reminding me of the way he had thrust it into my pussy the other night.

  I knew I was making him wet, his clothes were damp now and he didn’t seem to care. I was desperate for him. My pussy was burning up with need and I straddled him, my hands flying up to his face to keep him in position.

  I started moving my hips, feeling the bulge of his throbbing cock against my hot pussy and it felt good. Scratch that. It felt absolutely fucking amazing. It was over. I was safe now. Blaine would never come anywhere near me again, and I was going to be living with this beast of an amazing man.

  Commando met my gyrations with his own thrusts and the rough fabric of his pants grazed and jutted against my pussy. I wanted him more.

  “Ava!” he breathed my name as I tugged at his bottom lip with my teeth.

  “I want to fuck your brains out, you gorgeous woman!” he said and I threw my head back, breaking away from our kiss, and I laughed with complete abandon. I couldn’t remember the last time I felt this good. The last time I felt this free.

  “I want my cock in your hands, I want to be deep inside you, feel your tight pussy take me in,” he growled, tightly holding on to my waist, keeping me in position as I rolled my hips on his lap. He latched on to my bare breast, sucking on my left nipple and then my right, while my hair fell wildly over my face.

  I unbuckled his belt hurriedly, pulled down the zip of his pants and then reached for his cock. He was big as always, throbbing and emanating hit and the tip of his cock was already sticky with pre-cum. It sent shivers down my spine, and my nipples grew tighter and more sensitive in his mouth as he sucked.

  I stroked his cock, his balls, my hands gnashing inside his pants and his panting grew heavier. His grip became tighter on my waist and then I helped his cock out. It was erect, standing pole straight and I stared at it, in complete awe of what he was capable of doing to me with just that one part of his body. I could feel the knots in my belly growing tighter and tighter. I needed that cock inside me, stroking that sweet spot that would make me come.

  I lifted my ass up in the air, my pussy hovering over his cock and I looked up to find that Commando was glaring at me. His blue eyes had turned stormy dark, his jaw was clenched. I took in a deep breath, and with my hands on his chest, I swung my body downwards.

  I moaned loudly and he cursed filthily, as my pussy drew apart, stretching to accommodate his enormous cock. I fell forward on his chest, and he wrapped his arms tightly around my back, holding me close to him as he rocked.

  “Fuck. You feel good,” he growled and cursed some more and I started to bounce.

  His cock slid in and out of me, while I rocked myself, tipping closer to the brink of orgasm with every stroke. My breasts bounced with me, and he watched my body as I moved and swayed with pleasure. He reached for my hair, weaving his fingers through the strands, then cupped my breasts, flicked my nipples painfully and then held on to my butt, giving me a gentle push every time I bounced up.

  “Make yourself come, princ
ess,” he commanded me and I clutched my left breast, squeezing, allowing my body to release all the pent up emotions. I came, screaming his name, moaning loudly and oozing my juices all over his cock. Commando was smiling me, watching me as I orgasmed and when my breathing began to subside, he pulled himself out of me.

  “Enough,” he said and turned me over. He was taking up his position behind me. I stuck my ass up towards him, spreading my thighs apart for better access. I could sense him bending over me. And then he slapped my ass. I flinched, yelped and then pushed my ass towards him again.

  “You like that?” he said and slapped the other cheek. I liked that. I loved that! Then he was roughly flicking my clit, playing with my pussy and testing for wetness. He didn’t need to test. I was as ready as I ever was

  “You’re going to come with me this time,” he breathed into my ear, as he grabbed my waist and lifted me upwards. I was on my knees, pressed up against the bathroom wall, my breasts squashed as he pinned me to the wall with his body. His arms were wound around my breasts, around my hips and I felt the pressure of his cock on my back, sliding down my ass cheeks and I trembled with anticipation. I couldn’t wait.

  “I’m going to come inside you this time, princess,” I heard him say, and then I heard the grunt. He had thrust his cock inside me, my asscheeks firmly enveloping him as he pushed and pushed. One arm was gently but firmly around my neck, the other one was in my hair, down my back, then went further down till his fingers were playing with my clit again.

  It was too much for me, as his cock rammed into my pussy. I was close to an orgasm again, but he had ordered me to come with him.

  I tried to control my breathing, to match his pace as he plowed into me, but I could feel myself overtaking him. He made it so easy for me to come.

  “That’s it, princess. Slow and easy. Come when I tell you to come, not before,” he said, growling dangerously in my ears.