by Sierra Rose
"Why are you helping me?" I reached for him, but he jerked from me and walked toward his bike.
"I wanna chance at redemption. I think this might be it for me." He smiled as he glanced over his shoulder.
"Is Dante still alive?" I wrapped my arms around my chest as the first raindrop fell from the sky.
"I don't know. I've not seen him, but that doesn't mean much. I hauled ass out of the church that night with Mateo and Rafael. The others were not far behind us. Maybe they picked him up, but if they did, they're keeping him hidden. We haven't seen him." He got on his bike and started to put his helmet back on.
"Elec." I took a tentative step toward him, needing to ask a million more questions and knowing that my time was running short. "What's my father's plan? Is he coming back here or setting up shop somewhere else?"
"I'm not ready to go that far, Selene. I'll keep you in the loop if your life is in danger; otherwise you're asking me to put mine on the line. No thanks." He started the bike and rode off, leaving me there, speechless.
I needed someone on my side, even if it was Elec. He wouldn't have been my first choice simply due to how psychotic he'd been in the past, but beggars couldn't be choosers.
With the rain starting to fall, I had little choice but to get on my bike and get back to Grandma's. It was starting to get dark anyway, and Lucky would be there soon.
***
I finished making a pot of stew using the recipe and not diverging from any part of it. I wanted to have something good ready when Lucky got there. The cornbread was burnt, so we would just be having stew, but I would have to explain myself. Between the smoke and the smell of burnt corn, I wasn't getting out of my failures.
"Lena?" His voice caught me off guard as I scraped the last of the burnt bread into the trash.
"In here."
"Are you alright? The living room is filled with smoke." He stopped at the opening to the kitchen, waving his hand wildly. "Were you trying to cook again, woman? You know that doesn't work well for you."
I picked up a big butcher knife from the counter beside me and wagged it at him. "Neither does a man calling me woman in that tone."
"Got it. It won't happen again." He moved behind me and wrapped his arms around me as he tugged the knife from me. His lips were soft against the side of my neck. "Woman."
I smiled and pressed my rear back, bumping into him as I pulled the top off the stew. "Well, at least this turned out okay."
He moved around me and leaned over, breathing in deeply. Shock registered on his face as he glanced back at me. "Who made this?"
"Me. I did." I reached for the large serving spoon beside the stove and stirred it. "I can't cook from scratch, but I can do okay if I follow a recipe."
"You did this?" He reached for the spoon, plucking it from my hand and taking a quick sip. "Ouch! Shit's hot."
I laughed and got two bowls from the counter next to him. "Yes. I did. Stop making a big deal of it, or I might cut you for fun."
"Why does that sound hot when you say it?" He blew on the dark liquid and took another sip. "Fuck. That's delicious. I'm hard as rock just from the fact that you cooked something for us."
"For you." I moved in behind him and wrapped my arms around him, reach to cup his package as I pressed my teeth against his back. "I missed you."
"Me too." He sat the spoon down and turned around, leaning down and kissing me softly. "Dinner and then time together or sex and then food?"
"Food first. It's not often that I get something right. If it's good, then we should eat it." I pushed at his chest and moved to the stove, serving us both a bowl. "How was your day? What did you do?"
"After I dropped you off, I went to the lodge and got an earful from Blade again. They want us out there so they can help protect us. I know you're not wanting to go, but if you would just hear me out on--"
"I'll go." I glanced behind me to catch his attention. The thick bulge at the front of his jeans left me wanting to change our plans and quickly. "Get us something to drink."
"Are you looking at my dick?" He moved over and pulled to glasses from the cabinet.
"Yep. Thinking of all the places I want to stick it." I tasted the stew, and let out a long yelp as he snaked his hand around me and squeezed one of my breasts.
"Mmm... between these?" He ground himself against my rear as I pulled from him and walked to the table with a bowl in each hand.
"Most definitely, but only if you'll let me lick at top while we do it." I sat down and pulled the napkin in my lap, pretending not to notice his open-mouthed stare. "Come eat before it gets cold."
"I think I just came." He dropped down in the seat beside me and gave me a nefarious smile. "I love you."
"Me too." I picked up my spoon and blew on it as he watched me. "Eat. The sooner you eat, the sooner we can spend time warming each other up."
"Warming each other up? Is that what you kids are calling it nowadays?"
I snorted and rolled my eyes. "Fucking."
"Making love."
"Both." I took a bite and nodded. "Yep. This is a keeper."
"Agreed. How was your ride? Everything go okay?" He took a bite and flinched. "Damn. Hot."
"Blow on it." I glanced over at him.
"That's your job." He wagged his eyebrows.
"And I take it very seriously." I licked at my lips and sat back, feeling almost normal with him in the house with me. "Elec was at the lake. I guess he followed me out there."
"What?" Lucky almost jumped up from his seat, but I reached out and touched his hand gingerly.
"It's fine. I'm not sure why he's helping us, but he is." I shrugged. "I can take care of myself, Luck. You don't have anything to worry about."
"He's one of your dad's hit-men, Lena. I'm not sure why you're forgetting this, but he's the fucking crazy one. He's got a screw loose." He touched his head and crossed his eyes. "Es Loco."
"Stop it." I sat up as my expression tightened. "You don't know what they did to him when he was a kid."
"I don't give a rat's ass either. He's a murderer and I don't want you anywhere near him. Just because he stepped in and helped us a few times doesn't mean shit. We owe him nothing. He's still with your dad. Please don't forget that." He touched my face as a frown formed on his. "He could just be playing us. He's playing us or your father. One of the two. You realize that, right?"
"Yes. New subject." I ran my fingers through my hair, not at all enjoying the intensity of his voice. It was too dramatic for my mood.
"I talked to Dane a little today. We're working to clear things up between us, even though I'm still ragingly pissed at him." Lucky sat back in his seat and picked up his drink, watching me over the edge of the rim as he drank down half the glass.
"You saw Dane after the funeral?"
"Yeah." He sat the cup down and picked up his spoon, licking at it in a way that had my stomach tightening.
"Where?"
"At your dad's place."
Fear rushed through me. "Why the hell were you out there? Was he there?"
"No, baby. I wanted to get all of your stuff for you. I spend the latter part of the afternoon out at the Wolf's lodge, getting our room set up. All your stuff is there now, and the door’s locked with the only key to the room being in my pocket." He picked up his bowl and drank the liquid before letting out a growl and setting it down. "That was delicious. I'll want more later."
"There's lots more to have." I pushed my bowl away from me as a yawn escaped me. "You set up the room all for us?"
"For you." He stood and pulled me up. "Come on... let's get you washed up. I want to spend my time making you dirty again."
"I like the sound of that." I kicked off my shoes as he walked to the bathroom and started the water. After locking the doors around the house, I joined him in the minuscule bathroom and reached down, rubbing my hands over the thick muscles of his back as he bent over, running his fingers through bubbles.
"That feels good." He stood and turned to
face me, reaching down and pulling my shirt over my head. "Damn... I'm never going to get tired of seeing your beautiful body, Lena."
He pressed a kiss to the top of my chest and slid his hands over my hips to my rear, squeezing tightly as his tongue snaked out.
I groaned as a familiar need woke up deep inside of me and stretched, its electric fingers stroking all the parts of me that I needed him to touch.
After working to get my bra off, he moved to sit down on the toilet and pulled me flush against him as his lips and tongue worked on my nipples. I arched my back and cried out as his teeth brushed by my breasts, the sensation intense.
"Yeah, I know, baby." He moved back as his eyes raced across my skin. "I want to touch every part of you."
"I need you, too." I turned from him as he finished working on my zipper and turned the water off. "Come get in here with me."
"Yeah?" He asked, standing up and pulling his shirt over his head.
I reached for him and pressed my lips to his chest as soon as he was close enough. The beautiful ink markings all over him left my body on fire. I wanted to take my time tracing each one, as he'd let me do numerous times before.
"Take those jeans off and get in the water." He popped my butt and leaned down to kiss him thoroughly before moving back. "Now."
"Fine. Shit." I turned my back to him and slid them down my legs, making sure to push my ass out just to tease him a little. The growl he let out caused my body to tighten in anticipation of a long night together. I needed it. Badly.
I stood up as he moved in behind me, his fingers playing along the edge of my pink panties before he pulled them down slowly. He dropped to his knees and kissed just below my ass.
A moan ripped from me, and he pushed at my back while lifting one of my legs to rest on the edge of the tub.
"Don't fall in." He moved up and pressed his tongue to my need, licking and sucking as his finger dug into my flesh. It didn't take more than a few minutes and I was jerking about, the orgasm powerful and deep inside of me.
"So hot," he mumbled against my flesh and drank every bit of me before moving back and helping me stand back up. He picked me up and sat me down in the tub, leaving over until the bubbles and hot water rose up around me and covered most of my body.
"That was so good." I looked up at him dreamily and shuddered as he stripped out of his clothes and left his wickedly hot body on display. His cock was thick and jutted out as if trying to get my attention, and he had it.
"Move up some. I'm getting in behind you."
I shifted up and smiled. "Why does that sound so hot when you say it like that?"
He sat down behind me and chuckled before lifting me and positioning himself to impale me. "Because it is hot, baby. Fucking hot."
I cried out as he opened me up and took his place inside me, exactly where he belonged.
Chapter 4
Lucky
The sound of her whimpering softly as I pulled her back against me and sank deeper into her almost left me broken in half. Pressing my lips to the side of her neck, I slid my hands up her tight stomach and cupped her breasts, tugging at her nipples as she rocked against me.
"So tight for me, Lena." I licked the side of her throat and slid my hands down her slippery sides to latch onto her hips as best I could before lifting her a little so I could fuck her.
"Oh, gosh, I love this so much." She let out a long sigh and shifted, leaning away from me and pulling my cock with her. The tension against my body as she found the perfect position to work me was exhilarating. My heart raced and muscles locked as pleasure pumped through me in intense waves.
I ran my nails down her back and over her beautiful ass before reaching up and taking her damp hair in a tight hold and lifting my hips to press in deeper. I wanted her to struggle with every inch of me spreading her open.
"Fuck it, Lena. Fuck it hard." I pulled at her hair, forcing her to arch her back hard. The view before me was my heaven, my reprieve, my greatest delight.
She cried out between pants, her body jerking in quick rhythm as she approached orgasm. The scream that ripped from her brought tears to my eyes. It wasn't just about the sex, but about her remembering why she was alive, about her taking notice that just because Grandma was gone, I was still very much there.
"There you go, baby. Such a good girl." I smiled as she jerked her hair from my hold and turned a little, giving me a warning glare.
"I'm gonna fuck you up if you don't watch yourself." She bit at the air, and chill bumps ran down my naked flesh.
"Please?" I asked weakly and swatted her ass hard.
A laugh left her that couldn't have been described as anything other than wickedly sensual. "I'm going to the bed. You coming?"
"I hope so. That's mostly up to you." I reached up and ran my fingers down the slick skin between her thighs as she stood before leaning up and pressing a kiss to the back of her thighs again.
She arched her back and pressed against me as her fingers brushed by my cheek and locked onto my jaw. I loved it when she took control and forced me to do whatever she wanted.
"Fuck yes," I mumbled against her flesh and rolled my tongue against her once more, tripping her ass for leverage and taking her over the edge after a long probing session.
I moved up from my seated position and picked her up; carrying her like I would in a few years over the threshold of a new house. She was going to be my wife. The pretty little ring that fit perfectly on her finger said as much, but oddly enough, we didn't need the symbol. We were lost to each other.
Leaning down, I kissed at her mouth and face as I moved her to the small bedroom down the hall. Her grandmother had painted it in bright pink and turned it into a princess room when Lena was little, and they hadn't changed it since.
"This is almost creepy." I laughed as I laid her down on the bed and moved in to hover above her.
She smiled and looked around. "Naw... it's good memories. She worked on this forever."
"I love you. Forever." I pressed myself to her front and brushed her hair back as my eyes moved across her impossibly gorgeous face. "You have no clue how beautiful you are, do you?"
Her eyes averted from me for a minute, and I knew she didn't. She was uncomfortable even thinking about it.
"Hush." She looked back up at me as her fingers ran down my lower back and skimmed over my ass. "It's just us now."
"And my whole MC, Lena. I know it's a new life, baby, but it will be a good one. Even if it were just us, it would be so much more than I could imagine." I moved toward and brushed my lips over hers before pressing into her just a little.
A deep moan left her as she opened her legs and wrapped them around mine, intertwining us intimately and locking me to her.
"You're all I want." She pressed down on my back, forcing more of me into her. "All I need."
"Good. I wanna give you the world. Anything you ever even think you might want. Tell me and I'll get it for you."
I lifted up and finished tucking myself inside of her before nuzzling the side of her neck and making love to her, slow, deep and loving.
Her cries mixed with mine, and we came again together, my need for a condom long gone. She was mine, and if we added another member to the family, I was honestly good with it. The shop would be my focus for the next year until we got it up and running, and then she and I would build our house.
She snuggled up to my side and lay in my tight hold, her fingers brushing down my chest and playing with the 'ominous' tat that lay across my stomach. It was a tribute to her making fun of me for being a negative ass when we were younger. The number of times she'd traced the letters slowly while stroking my cock was countless, and it had quickly become my favor inking.
"I want to start working on the garage again soon." She looked up and smiled. "We're still thinking of turning it into a fully functional garage for bikes, right?"
"Absolutely." I ran my fingers through her dark hair, pulling at the tangles softly as I studied her. "We c
an even build out if you want to, bring in autos too. I know you're pretty talented with gear shifts and shit."
She tugged at my semi-erect cock and laughed. "Yeah, this one in particular."
"Baby, that one needs maintenance all the time. It's a needy tool." I kissed her forehead. "Tell me you want a million kids with me."
"I do." Her smile faded as she wrapped her arm tightly around my front. "I want five or six, a house full of little Luckys. Can you imagine?"
"I can. Honestly, it's all I think about sometimes. We need to set a date for the wedding and start moving forward with our dreams. Dealing with your father should be first, but I think one of the things that's going to get us through all of it, is focusing on our life together. Let's talk to the priest at St. Maria when it opens back up and get the ball rolling. I want you stamped with my name."
She laughed and moved up to straddle me, her body a sensual feast for my eyes. "I can't wait to be Mrs. Selena Morrison. It just sounds good."
"It sounds right." I ran my hand between her breasts over and over, petting the beautiful girl who'd stolen my heart, along with my future.
"That's because it is." She shifted her hips and reached for my hands, resting one on her hip and sliding the other up to cup her throat tightly. "I'll never want anything like I want you. It's too intense. You get it all."
I shifted and slid back inside of her, knowing she needed us joined once again before we slept wrapped around each other. Her words seared me, digging into the depths of my soul and warming me completely.
"I need it all, but only from you. You're it for me. The world could fall away and just leave the two of us. It would far more than I deserved." I closed my eyes and pleasure raced along my pulse as she took control of our sex and made love to me far better than I could have made love to her. My hardened biker chick was a soft, sensitive, incredibly feminine woman just underneath the facade. I was beyond blessed to be the only one with access to it.
***
"Baby," I whispered softly against the back of her shoulder as I held her in my arms, my body curved around hers, warm and snuggly under the ugly pink blanket on her bed.