King (Rogue Rebels MC)

by Nicole Elliot

  “Yes, Commando,” I said, in a sweeter voice while he pushed me into the wall with every thrust of his cock.

  “Tell me what you want. Tell me, Ava!” he said and I tried to formulate the words. Now was not the time to lay out a detailed plan of everything I wanted from him!

  “I want you”

  “I’m inside you already. Tell me what else you want. Beg me.”

  “I want you to come inside me. I want everything.”

  “Beg me, princess.”

  “Please, Commando, fill me with your seed. Come inside me, please,” I begged, crying out with pleasure as I felt his cock stroking that spot in me that needed no more provocation.

  I heard him grunt loudly as he released, his body shuddering behind me, his hands shaking.

  “Come for me, Ava!” he thundered and I moaned as I released. Our orgasms were happening together. My body rising and falling, my breasts pressed tightly to the wall, my throat cracked and dry from all the screaming. I could feel him draining himself inside me, his juices shoot into me till he had milked every last drop of himself in me.

  My breathing took longer than him to normalize, and when it did, I felt him slide out of me.

  “Come here to me, you beautiful thing,” he said, pulling me back with him by my waist.

  He fell backwards and I fell with him, lying stretched out on his chest. I felt small and yet completely safe in his arms. He wrapped them around me, his breathing coarse and rough in my ear. He kissed my cheek as we both stared up at the ceiling, trying to catch our breaths.

  “Kelley…” I said, after we had been silent for too long. There was nothing but the echoing sounds of our breathing in the bathroom.

  “Ava…” he said and I sensed that he was smiling. I was smiling too. Everything we did together was amazing.

  “Is it over? The war?”

  “It’s under control, princess. We just needed to make sure that they knew we were still in charge of our territory,” he said. I shifted in his arms, his cock was beginning to return to its resting size, but I could feel it poking into the back of my thighs and I felt aroused again. Are you serious? Give it a rest, Ava! I couldn’t help but giggle at the thoughts going on in my own head.

  “You’re going to be safe?” I said and I heard a small laugh erupt from him.

  “Yes, princess. I will be safe. Nothing is going to keep me away from you, not even a few bullets here and there,” he said and I twisted my neck to throw a glaring look at him. Commando chuckled some more.

  “I’m kidding,” he said and then stroked my cheek with his finger. We were staring into each other’s eyes, and I knew he would always get his way in our relationship, as long as he kept looking at me like that.

  “I’m in love with you”

  His words came out of nowhere, smacking me straight in the face like a sack of potatoes. I couldn’t believe I’d even heard him right. How was he even capable of using that word? How could a man like him be in love with anything other than himself and his bike?

  I faltered, from shock rather than anything else…because I knew exactly what my feelings were. I’d been going through them in my head for a very long time.

  “I don’t expect you to say anything, Ava. I just wanted you to know,” he said and I knew I had already taken too much time to respond appropriately.

  “No, I want to say something. I love you,” I said and I was sliding upwards, over his shoulder now and my head was gently knocking against the floor. Our faces were at level together. Then he smiled. The dimples on his cheeks grew deeper, and his blue eyes sparkled as we stared at each other.

  “I will never do anything to hurt you, Ava,” he said and knotted a strand of my hair around his forefinger lazily.

  “I know you won’t. I trust you,” I said to him and then he reached over and kissed the tip of my nose.

  “You’ll always be safe with me,” he said.

  “And happy,” I added and we both smiled.

  I couldn’t imagine a time in my life that I wouldn’t be happy and satisfied with this man. I needed nothing else, other than his presence in my life.

  “I’ve learnt from other people’s mistakes…my father’s. I do not want to repeat them and you have my word on that,” he said and I nuzzled my face into the crook of his arm, breathing in his potent masculine scent. Nothing else seemed more pure or more powerful.

  I had made mistakes of my own, errors in judgement and Commando had saved me from my biggest one.

  “And I’ve learnt from my own mistakes. I now know what is good for me, what is right for me…and you are,” I said and we kissed again, a slow sweet kiss that I lost myself in. When he pulled away from me, I saw that he was smiling and I wondered if he was feeling as happy as I was. No, he possibly couldn’t, because he was the one keeping me safe and warm.

  Commando’s grip around me grew tighter as we stayed like that for a while longer, in each others arms on the bathroom floor. At some point, we drifted off to sleep and it was the first of many…of endless…good night’s sleep.

  Epilogue

  One year later

  Commando

  “My only problem with this wedding, is that there are no strippers allowed,” Slade said, exchanging laughing looks with Girth. I was staring at my reflection in the mirror, while Mom was helping me fix my wine colored bowtie.

  “Will you boys leave him alone? He’s trying to set an example for you, so learn from him,” Mom snapped teasingly at them, and they continued to laugh. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at me in the mirror. I could see she was proud. Settling down with a good woman, was not something she had expected from her son. She was smiling and I was happy that she was happy too.

  “Congratulations, brother,” King said, thumping my back, just as Dad entered the room.

  “Clear out, boys. I need to speak to my son,” he said.

  Dad was already in his suit…an attire I had never seen him in before. He was standing at the door of the room, his hands clasped together in front of him.

  King, Girth and Slade each patted my shoulder in congratulations as they headed out. My best men. My brothers. Mom kissed her husband on his cheek before she left the room too. I could see that she was in a romantic mood.

  I tucked a hand into the pocket of my pants, as I looked at him through the mirror. He remained standing where he was and I wondered if he still secretly disapproved of this relationship. I knew he liked Ava, in fact he fucking adored her. That was not the problem. The problem was that I was marrying her. It was more than just a casual relationship with a beautiful girl I couldn’t keep my hands off.

  Dad took in a deep breath and I met his eyes.

  “Your sister’s out there,” he said and I nodded my head.

  “I saw her already,” I said to him. Moira rarely ever paid us a visit anymore, staying away from our lifestyle as much as possible. I preferred it that way, but she wasn’t going to stay away from her brother’s wedding. She had to see it for herself to believe it.

  Dad was quiet again, stroking his salt and pepper beard. I knew he had something to say and I wished that he would just say it.

  “If your mother hadn’t become pregnant with you, son, I would have never married her,” he said and I clenched my jaw. This wasn’t exactly something I wanted to hear on my wedding day.

  “Yeah, I always got that feeling,” I said and he stepped towards me.

  “Don’t get me wrong, Kelley, I love your mother. She’s the only woman in the world who can keep me in control,” he said and I looked away from him, and turned to fixing my bow tie again. I tried to picture Ava, walking down the aisle towards me, to focus on anything but this bullshit that my father had decided to put me through.

  “But marriage was never on the cards. I had never pictured myself as much of a family man,” he continued, not getting the hint.

  I looked back at him through the mirror. He had come to halt directly behind me, looking me up and down.

  “You th
ink I’m making a mistake. That I’m going to be saddled down with responsibilities, and a woman and kids,” I said, in a deadpan voice and he nodded his head.

  “Yes, you will have responsibilities. You are now responsible for another life, and when you have kids, you will be responsible for theirs too,” he said and I clenched my jaw. I didn’t fucking care what he thought of this marriage. I wanted nothing more than marrying Ava. This had been the happiest year of my life and it was fucking unbelievable.

  “But making a mistake? I don’t think so,” he said and my brows crossed with surprise. Where was he going with this?

  Dad reached out and placed a hand on my shoulder and my muscles stiffened.

  “Ava is a good woman, and she makes your mother happy. More importantly, she makes you happy and keeps you grounded. So, no, I don’t think you’re making a mistake, son. I think you’re making the best fucking decision of your life,” he said and I whipped around to him.

  Dad had stretched out a hand to me and still in shock, I shook it. We smiled at each other and I caught the look of pride in his eyes.

  “Now get out there and marry that woman before she runs away with King or someone else. Hell, if I was a few years younger…” Dad said with a laugh and I playfully punched his shoulder.

  “Don’t finish that sentence, Dad,” I said, smiling at him and he clamped his mouth shut.

  “Thank you,” I added and he nodded his head.

  He was right, this was the best fucking decision of my life and I couldn’t wait to make it.

  Ava

  Charity pinned the delicate pink petunias to my hair, while I sat in front of the mirror. She stepped back and looked at her handiwork, pleased. Then she clapped her hands together excitedly.

  “You are the most beautiful bride I have ever seen. Even in the magazines!” she cried and I thought I saw a tear glimmering in the corners of her eyes. I blushed and smiled at her through the mirror.

  My dress was a long, white trailing gown with a plunging sweetheart neck. A shower of crystals glittered all over the dress. Commando had insisted that I wear a dress with diamonds on them. There was no expense spared. He had commissioned a French wedding dress designer to fly in from Paris and custom hand make my dress, so to say that I was pleased with it, was an understatement. It fit me perfectly and it swished every time I moved.

  I had opted out of the tiara or a veil, and instead, encouraged Charity to design a petunia crown for my hair. Blue sapphires sparkled on a string at my neck and dangled from my ears. I had never felt this extravagant or beautiful before.

  “Ready? Should I get him in? It’s time, honey,” Charity said and bent down to give me a kiss on my cheek. King was going to give me away. Commando’s best friend.

  I had no connection with my parents, ever since I moved out of home and started living with Blaine. I had sent the invitations, but I was certain that they weren’t even going to attend the wedding. They knew nothing about my life, why would they be interested?

  I heard the door close and then open behind me.

  “Ava,” my father’s voice startled me and I nearly squealed when I saw him in the mirror, standing at the door.

  “Daddy!” I cried and stood up, my dress swishing down around me. He hurried towards me, reaching for my hands.

  “You look beautiful, honey,” he said and twirled me around to get a good look at me. I hadn’t seen him in years, I hadn’t heard his voice…

  “What are you doing here? I didn’t think you would come. Is Mom here too?” I was barraging him with questions and Daddy laughed.

  “Of course we would attend our daughter’s wedding. And she’s here, sitting outside, chatting with the groom’s mother,” he said and I blushed. I had never imagined Jewel getting to know my mother. They wouldn’t exactly become the best friends, I knew that, but I was glad that they were at least trying.

  “Shall we? We can talk later. I should give you away first, so that you can marry that man,” he said and I was surprised to find that Daddy was smiling. He was actually happy for me. He had never approved of any of my decisions…but now I was beginning to wonder if it was only Blaine who he didn’t approve of.

  I clung on to his arm, as he walked me out of the room, and we smiled at each other as we approached the aisle.

  I heard the music peak, and everyone stood up on either sides of the aisle and my heart dropped to my stomach.

  Commando was standing at the end of the aisle. I had never seen him in a suit before, and I couldn’t believe how absolutely gorgeous he looked.

  His hair styled as usual with that perfect faux hawk, his blue eyes glittering, matching the navy of his tuxedo. His bow tie was a deep red color and he looked muscular and athletic in those clothes that fit him so sharply. He was dripping with sex appeal, and I knew everyone could see it.

  I nearly wanted to break away from Daddy and go running to him. I wanted him to lift me up in the air, twirl me around and kiss me. Even though I was walking towards him, getting closer and closer, it still felt like it had been an eternity since we had kissed.

  Commando looked shocked as he watched me approaching. He looked like someone had just slapped him across the face and he didn’t know how to react to that. His eyes grew large and his mouth fell open, then I watched him sink to the floor, hunching down on his knees and his hand flew to his mouth. It was like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Some of our guests laughed, some clapped and I couldn’t help but laugh with them.

  “I’m marrying this woman!” Commando yelled out at the top of his lungs and people cheered even more.

  His tattoos remained hidden today, but some peeped out from under his cuffs. His stubble was well maintained and neat and I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I wanted to yell out too, I am marrying this man!

  The past year had been the best, most thrilling rollercoaster ride that I could have experienced. We had fit into each other smoothly. We spent our days apart, me at school, Commando at work…but not once, not even one night, did he sleep anywhere else but on our bed. Next to me. Keeping me warm.

  I trusted him blindly. He hadn’t done anything to betray that trust and he gave me complete freedom to live my life the way I wanted to. So, I gave him complete freedom too. We worked well together, in fact we worked great and with each passing day, it felt like I was falling in love with him even more. If that was even possible.

  Commando’s friends, King, Girth and Slade were standing beside him. Their faces were stretched in a smile too, watching me as I walked towards their best friend, a few feet away from tying him down to a life of domesticity, but none of them minded. I was like a sister to them, we were all a family.

  I caught Big D’s eye in the crowd, then Elwood who beamed at me, then Jewel sitting beside my Mom. They were holding hands! What was happening to the world?!

  And then I was in front of him, an inch away from him. Commando didn’t wait for me to release my grip on Daddy’s arm. He pulled me away, straight to himself. His lips covered mine and he topped me backwards while he kissed me deeply. There were cheers around us again, people were clapping and when he released me, I was flushed.

  “You weren’t supposed to do that! We aren’t married yet!” I scolded him playfully, my voice drowning under the cheers and chatter of our guests. Commando leaned towards me and took in a deep breath, as though he wanted to drink in everything.

  “You should have said something earlier, when I was making you come with my mouth,” he said with a smile. I had to bite my lip to stop myself from laughing out.

  “Ladies and gentlemen…we are gathered here today…” the priest began to say and we were forced to turn away from each other. Just hurry up already! I said under my breath.

  I am so ready to be Mrs. Commando.

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  CHAPTER 1

  Natalie

  One of the things I loved most about spending time with my father was getting the opportunity to explore the world with him. Ever since my mother passed away, he and I became all each other had, and traveling became our way to bond, as well as something to distract us from our grief. Now, it was a regular part of our lives, particularly as my father’s political ambitions grew and evolved.

  Staring out of the window of our limousine, taking in the sights of Turkey, I felt his gaze upon me. I turned toward him and smiled. “What?”

  My father was a handsome older gentleman. Though I got my petite size and most of my looks from my mother, I had inherited his dark eyes and hair.

  He waved his hand around. “What do you think? Do you like it here?”

  I nodded. “Yes, it’s beautiful.”

  Dad chuckled. “You say that about every country we visit.”

  I shrugged my shoulders. “I guess I find beauty in everywhere I go.”

  Dad’s smile faltered just slightly. “That’s exactly the kind of thing your mother would have said. Sometimes it’s scary how much you’re like her.”

  I turned my gaze back to the window, giving my father a moment of privacy as I pretended not to see him quickly wiping a tear from his eye. My mother had been the love of his life, and sometimes I worried he would never recover from her death. I missed her too, but I’d been so young when she passed, that my memories of her had already started to grow scarce as the years went by. Now, I just found comfort in knowing she was no longer in pain. Dad, on the other hand, had lost his soul-mate, which was much harder to deal with. I often hoped he would eventually find love again, but he typically carried on as if such a thing wasn’t even possible. Instead, he poured all his energy into his career, especially now that he was being considered for Vice President of the United States. Due to the success he’d had as Speaker of the House of Representatives, most insiders believed the vice-presidency could easily be his if he really wanted it.