Viper (Angel’s Rebellion MC: #1) (Angel's Rebellion MC)

by Jeneveir Evans

  “You like that, Jennie girl?” I asked, to which Jennie moaned, “Yes,” and pushed her ass back hard against me. Damn, I fucking loved being with these two women. I was one lucky motherfucker for sure.

  “Mia, eyes on me,” I ordered her.

  Reaching down, I unbuckled my belt, then unbuttoned my jeans, pushing my jeans and boxers down slightly. I grabbed my cock and stroked it, tugging it with each outward pull. I watched Mia lick her lips and knew this was turning her on even more than she already was.

  With one hand on Jennie's hip, I reached down and slid one finger into her hot heat from the start of her opening until I reached her clit. She was soaking wet and her pussy lips were swollen with need. I almost dropped to my knees to lap up her sweet nectar, but my damn cock had other ideas, it wanted to be buried deep inside Jennie's tight little core.

  “Fuuuck... Jennie girl, you are so fucking wet.” My fingers found her clit, the little hood covering it was already halfway up the sweet little nub. And as I lightly tapped my finger against it, her clit grew larger and became harder, the covering now gone revealing her swollen button. I lightly spanked her engorged nub over and over, and then rubbed my fingers hard against it.

  ~*~

  Jennie

  I gasped when Viper's fingers found me, and I tightened my own into Mia's thighs even harder. I was so freaking turned on, I didn't know how much more I could stand. My pussy was on fire, each light spanking Viper was giving my clit was sending flashes of light and tingles throughout my entire body. A low groan escaped past my lips, and I pulled back off of Mia and started chanting the word, “please, please, please,” over and over.

  “Does my love want my cock?” Viper murmured.

  I pushed my wet heat harder against his hands, trying to find that small bit of relief that would send me over the edge. God, I needed for him to stroke my clit harder and faster. I wanted to feel him buried deep into my soaking wet pussy. I wanted to feel his cock drag against my walls with each stroke he made. I needed him to plunge deep into me again and again. I groaned loudly.

  “Please...” I begged.

  “Words, Jennie, I want your words.”

  “God please, Viper, I need you.”

  “What do you need, love, what's my woman want?”

  “I want your cock so deep inside me, filling me, fucking me, hard, oh God, I need it hard, please, please.”

  And without another word, Viper plunged his cock deep into my hot, wet sheath.

  ~*~

  Viper

  “Daammnn... you're so fucking tight, Jennie girl.”

  I don't know how my women did it, both had given birth naturally, but their pussies were still as tight as fuck and I couldn't get enough of having my cock buried balls deep inside them. They had once said something about Kegel exercises, I had no idea what that fucking was and didn't fucking care as long as it kept their pussies tight like they were. That might make me sound like a bastard, but I didn't give a shit because it made the sex for all of us that much better. And both of my women enjoyed having my cock buried deep inside them as much as I loved putting it there.

  ~*~

  Jennie

  I pulled back slightly from Mia's luscious mound and groaned loudly as I felt Viper's cock slide home. It hit deep into my willing warmth. How sex with them just kept getting better I didn't know, but I loved having Viper plunging into me hard, his cock dragging against my vaginal walls and driving me almost to the point of madness. I knew I wouldn't last long; I was already so turned on that I could feel my wetness coating Viper's balls and sliding down my inner thighs. I leaned shakily back in and licked Mia's sweet opening, laving at the glistening dew that was drenching her nether lips. I had never dreamed I would ever do something like this with another woman, at least not willingly. Nor had I ever thought I would enjoy the taste of another woman. But with Mia, it felt right, natural. I loved the sweet taste of Mia's cream. It had a heady scent, and I loved the fact I could reduce Mia into a withering, quivering bundle of nerves.

  ~*~

  Mia

  I glanced down and watched Jennie licking up and down my crease, nibbling my lips and sucking gently on them. I was so fucking turned on watching my friend, my lover, worshiping my pussy while Viper plunged in and out of her, I knew it wouldn't be long before I came.

  When I first voiced my desire to Viper to bring Jennie into our relationship, it was just simply the only way I could think of to save my best friend's life. I had to talk long and hard to get Viper to agree to trying it, and Jennie had been even harder to convince. I knew she was afraid she would ruin not only our friendship, but mine and Viper's marriage, if we tried to form a relationship between us all.

  In reality, I wasn't sure how it would all work out, but I knew I had to do something to save Jennie. I had been so afraid I would be jealous of my husband being with my best friend, having sex with her and loving her, that I wasn't sure if I would truly be able to handle it at all. But it hadn’t been that way, I didn't feel any jealousy toward Jennie being with my man.

  After I had finally convinced them both to try, we all went into the relationship not knowing how it would all work out for us. However, from the get-go, even with all the nerves the three of us had had the first few times we were together sexually, it had felt like the three of us were meant to be.

  I hadn't thought of Jennie and me doing anything with each other either. I just figured it would be either me with Viper or her. But Viper said we were all in the same room and bed together or it was a no go. He'd said he didn't want each other jealous and thinking about what he was doing to the other if he was alone with one or the other.

  It had been a dare from Viper that had started it all. He had dared me to suck Jennie’s nipple while he was ravishing my pussy. Jennie had been riding his cock and I had been facing Jennie. My knees were on his shoulders as I held my body over his face while he worked his magic on my cunt. Viper knew me so well, once he issued the dare, I’d leaned forward and took one of Jennie’s nipples into my mouth and sucked hard. She and I had both groaned from the pleasure. And from that point on, our sex was usually all of us participating. It felt like Jennie completed us. And now Viper wasn't just mine, he was ours, and I don't regret for one second bringing Jennie into our marriage. Not for one second.

  ~*~

  Viper

  I watched the expressions that crossed Mia's face as Jennie devoured her pussy. I knew Mia was getting close, her breathing was getting ragged. I could see Jennie's body starting to shake as she got closer to the edge. I pulled almost all the way out and then plunged deep back into the willing heat that was clenching my cock so good. I could feel my balls tightening up and knew it wouldn't take much more and I was gonna blow.

  I adjusted my stance slightly and plunged even harder into Jennie. And I felt it, I had hit that sweet spot inside her perfectly and her pussy started tightening around me. Milking me. Trying to draw all that I had in me out. My rhythm started getting erratic as I drew close. With another hard thrust, I felt Jennie come undone.

  ~*~

  Jennie

  I gasped as Viper hit my g-spot hard. My walls started tightening up. I could tell that both my lovers were just as close to coming as I was. Viper's thrusts were growing wild, Mia was dripping wet and moaning almost nonstop. And as Viper plunged deep inside me, hitting my sweet spot again, I lightly bit down on Mia's clit and I felt Mia come apart as my own orgasm flew through me, sending me flying into a million pieces.

  ~*~

  Mia

  I could feel each time Viper plunged into Jennie's sweet pussy. It forced Jennie's face harder into my cunt. I was so wet that it ran down onto the island, and each of his thrusts into Jennie would have sent me sliding across it if Jennie hadn't been gripping my thighs so tight. My breaths were coming in shallow gasps as I felt myself getting close to that glorious high of breaking apart and flying.

  I looked at Viper's face and could see the throes of passion flaring across
it. Fuck, I couldn't believe how good this felt. It was always good between us, but this, this felt like something more significant, like something monumental was going to occur. I tugged harder on my breasts, each twist and tweak, sending pulses racing down straight to my clit. And then I saw it. I saw when Viper hit Jennie's sweet spot one more time and just as Jennie started to fly, she gently bit down on my clit, and I shattered with a keening wail, coming completely undone.

  ~*~

  Viper

  I could feel the force of their impending orgasms. I knew it was gonna blow me and both my women away. The sex was always good, better than good, but this, this was more, so much more. It was blowing my mind. I didn't know if it was because of all the stress at the situation we were in or what. But I felt completely blown away by our loving.

  Then I hit that spot one more time in Jennie and she exploded, her cunt locking down on me so hard I almost couldn't move. My eyes met Mia's and I could tell that Jennie had hit Mia's magical spot as I watched Mia's eyes start glazing over and rolling toward the back of her head. My own eyes slid closed as I pulled out and thrust hard one last time and I felt myself come so hard that I saw spots and streaks of lightning in the darkness.

  I clamped my hands down hard onto Jennie's hips and locked my legs, I knew I'd probably leave bruises, but I had to hold on tight in order to stay upright. My body shook as my cock shot streams of cum deep inside the sweet hole I was buried deep within. It felt like my seed kept shooting out forever.

  “Fucccckkkkkk...” I groaned out. I stood there for a couple minutes, trying to get my breath back and trying to get some semblance of control over my body. Jennie had her head on Mia's thigh and was gasping for air, Mia was fighting to get her own breath back as well while she ran her hands through Jennie's hair. I could see each breath she took in and out as her breasts rose and fell with decreasing shudders.

  I slowly pulled out of Jennie and pulled her upright. I could feel her legs still shaking, and I stepped forward and pinned her between Mia's legs against the island. I leaned in and thrust my tongue deep into Jennie's mouth, tasting Mia's sweet nectar in our kiss as our tongues dueled lazily against each other over and over. It was sexy as fuck to taste Mia in our kiss.

  I pulled back and shifted Jennie a little so I could lean further inward; I reached forward and pulled Mia's head towards me, her lips met mine and I kissed her deep, letting her taste herself as our tongues mingled together, her knowing it had come by way of Jennie. I held Mia's hair tight in my hand as I ravished her lips, thrusting my tongue again and again against hers, pouring my love for her into my kiss. Letting her know of the love and passion I still felt for her with every stroke.

  I could feel my cock twitch slightly and couldn't believe that the damn thing even had any fucking feeling left in it, much less was able to feel a twitch of wanting run through it.

  I pulled my head away from Mia and wrapped my arms around both my women and hugged them tight up against me.

  “Damn, I love you both so fucking much. Please take care while I'm gone. It will just be a day, maybe a day and a half and I'll be back. Watch out for each other and watch over the kids.”

  ~***~

  Chapter 2

  Evil draws men together.

  ~Aristotle~

  Viper

  January 24th, 1998

  I shook my head, bringing my mind back to driving. I reached down and adjusted my cock. The damn thing was hard just thinking about this morning. I swore it had a fucking mind of its own and whenever I was around or, fuck it, even if I thought about my women the least bit sexually, it was like the damn thing perked up and if it were a dog, it would have been panting with excitement.

  I barked out a laugh to myself. My sex drive hadn't slowed down any over the years, if anything, it was increasing. I swore my women just kept getting fucking sexier every year. My damn dick was gonna be the death of me yet, but hell, what a way to die.

  It was a good thing I was in my Chevy Blazer, because my lack of situational awareness wasn't conducive to riding my Harley the way my thoughts kept bouncing from thought to thought. It was like a fucking ping pong match was being played out in my brain, and at the crux of it all was Devil.

  I've hated Devil ever since we were kids. Even then, Devil had been one sick bastard, and his father had encouraged it. Satan thought it was funny as hell when his Brothers had started calling his son a little devil. Most of the Brothers thought it was amusing when this little three year old kid pulled the wings off butterflies or pulled the tails off lizards, but it evolved into torturing small animals such as cats, dogs, hell whatever he could get his hands on. And as time went on, Devil was what everyone started calling him.

  My mom kept me away from the Clubhouse until I was around five, then Dad started carrying me there some, much to my mom's dismay. But she wanted me and Dad to become close, so she hadn't said much to him except to watch out for me. It was probably a good thing that I hadn't started going to the Clubhouse any sooner, because, as it was, Devil started tormenting me from the moment we met. I was hit, kicked, bit, knocked down and apparently, I made a good object for target practice because anything he could throw at me, he did. Fuck, there's no telling what he might have done to a smaller child. I shudder at the thought.

  After the first time of telling Dad what Devil was doing to me and Satan over hearing it, I learned to keep my mouth shut. Because Satan made the comment that I took after Dad and was a pussy as well. That along with the bruises and marks on my body had pissed Dad off, but there wasn't anything he could do to the Prez's son. So, from that moment on, if Devil managed to get me alone, I fought back as hard as I could, enough to get away and then I would run and hide until Devil got bored and went away.

  But it didn't take long before that shit stopped altogether. My Uncle Scotty made sure of that.

  ~*~

  1962

  I was a little over the age of five when my mom's brother, Scotty, started teaching me how to fight, and fight dirty. Even though there were a couple of years between us, with Devil being older, I was roughly the same size as Devil. And once I learned to fight, that was it.

  Once Uncle Scotty decided he had taught me all he could at that time, he pulled me aside to talk to me. “Cole, I want you to remember what I'm gonna tell you. It will help you out as you grow older.”

  “First off though boy, I wanna tell you that you've done real good learning what I've been teaching you. You've done me proud.” Uncle Scotty smiled at me, ruffled my hair then continued, “Sometimes this life is a shit life with even shittier people in it, and unfortunately the weak are the ones that get destroyed. So boy, you can't be weak, you've got to be strong. You have always got to stand up for yourself, even if that means fighting to defend yourself. And always, always watch your back.”

  Uncle Scotty paused and stared off into the distance, a sad look on his face.

  Then he said, “Cole, always protect those that are weaker, even if you get your ass kicked. You stand up for those that can’t stand up for themselves. You may not win every fight, but you will learn from each one and become a better fighter, and you will end up a better man for doing so.”

  He sighed and stated, “I hate that I've had to teach a five-year-old child how to defend himself, but unfortunately your mom won't leave your dad. And the way of the MC life is a hard life, brutal a lot of times. It's a life that takes no prisoners and where the weak don't survive.”

  Uncle Scotty smiled at me and said, “Alright boy, I figure you've learned enough. You ready to go kick that scrawny little pussy's ass?”

  I replied, “Yes, sir.”

  “Then boy, go get it done.”

  And that's what I did. I beat up Devil so bad that he could barely walk, he left me alone from that point on. But I always watched my back. I learned early on to never trust Devil.

  ~*~

  January 24th, 1998

  Devil had been scary as a child, but he's scary as fuck as an adult, and
if I didn't know him the way I do, I would probably be in the category who walked real easy around him. One thing I learned well, keep your friends close and your enemies closer, and know what their strengths and weaknesses are, because one day that knowledge may very well save your life.

  And that's what I was doing with Devil, keeping my enemy close. If I were a lesser man, I might be leery about going up against him. Fortunately, I'm not a lesser man, and I loved my family above all else. A man's family shouldn't ever be messed with, and he made the mistake of going after mine.

  I sighed heavily, as thoughts of the past wouldn't leave me alone, they just kept running rampant throughout my mind. If it hadn't been for the MC maybe Devil would have grown up with some semblance of being normal, but the MC allowed him to become as dark and twisted as he wanted, hell he was encouraged to become that way. Satan used him to do just about every dark and dirty thing imaginable and Devil had relished in it.

  When Satan ordered him to torture or kill a man, Devil's eyes seemed to glow, like he had in fact come straight from the bowels of hell. It didn't take long before everyone learned to leave him alone. No one wanted to get on his bad side, and soon whispers could be heard about men not wanting to rile the Devil.

  All of that shit had gone to his head, leaving Devil to think that no one could touch him and that no one would dare to try and cross him. And woe to the person who tried to tell him otherwise.

  I snorted at the thought of Satan and Devil's relationship, it definitely hadn't been a father and son one, more like a master and minion one.

  Having made Devil into his own personal killing machine, it had ended up biting Satan in the ass. Because eventually Devil had killed his father, leaving Serpent as the President and Devil getting the Vice Presidency. Then when Serpent was killed a couple years later, the spawn of Satan became the President of the MC.

  The creation of MC's wasn't an earth-shattering thing. The first ones going as far back as 1903. But in the 40's, 50's and 60's. A lot of those were created by men who served in World War II and in Vietnam. Many veterans had trouble adjusting to life back in the States after serving in a war, especially those who served in Vietnam.