Chuckling, he places me back on my feet.
“I take it that’s your old lady?” One of the Snakes asks.
I roll my eyes. Gee, I wonder what gave me away? The kiss or my cut? Gage introduces me to the men, but the only one who sticks is Ace, the president of the other MC. He’s hot—full head of dark hair, gorgeous grey eyes, and a scruffy beard. He’s still smirking as I lean against Gage, my back to his front.
“Hi, guys.”
I forget about them all once again, when Gage buries his face in my neck, inhaling deeply. Turning to face him, I slide my arms around his waist, getting a healthy whiff of him. I still can’t get enough of his scent. Resting my chin on his chest, I raise my gaze to meet his blue-eyed stare.
“Hey, little bird.”
“Hey.”
“You know,” Ace interrupts. “My old lady is the same way. Can’t keep her hands off me.”
“Lucky you,” I tell him.
“Yeah? How’s that?”
“You have a woman who loves you.”
Gage’s arm tightens around me and Ace nods in agreement.
“You’re right, darlin’. I think you and Dyna would like each other. She’s on her way… should be here any minute.”
No sooner are the words out of his mouth, than I see him smile and jerk his head at someone behind me. A hot blonde throws herself in his arms, planting her lips on his. He’s right. I like this girl already. When they break apart, he introduces us.
“Dyna, that’s Gage, the Dealers’ president, and his old lady Raven.”
“Dana,” she extends her hand to me with a smile. “Sometimes I think he forgets that’s my actual name.”
“Tell me about it. This one calls be ‘babe’ and ‘doll’ like he can’t remember mine.”
“Babe,” Gage chuckles behind me. “Why don’t you take Dana and show her around?”
Dana and I burst out laughing and I take her hand as we walk away. I know that’s just code for “run along, little ladies. The men are going to talk.” I lead her into the clubhouse, looking around for any of the girls. Aunt Nita is bustling around, making sure everyone has food on their plate and a drink in their hand. When I spot Ellen at the bar, I head in her direction.
“Hey, Ellen!”
“Hey, girl. Thank God you’re here. I was about to lose my mind.”
“With all these hot guys running around here?” Dana asks.
“Ellen, this is Dana. She’s Ace’s old lady.” I turn to Dana. “Ellen is Gage’s sister.”
After we get through the pleasantries, the other two women start drinking. I stick to soda, knowing Gage doesn’t like it when I drink.
“So, Ellen… Dana was right. Why haven’t you snagged one of these men?”
“I’m Chopper’s daughter and Gage’s sister. That’s enough to keep them at bay. That or they still see me as Eddie’s old lady. None of them will touch me.”
“Bummer,” Dana says as she sips her drink.
“Tell me about it. It’s not like I’m looking for a patch.” She leans in close. “I just wanna get laid.”
I look around the room, and my eyes instantly lock on to Dr. E. He’d be perfect for Ellen!
“What about Dr. E? Seems if there’s anyone who wouldn’t be afraid of Chopper or Gage, it would be him.”
They both follow my gaze, and Ellen tips her head to the side, regarding him carefully.
“That cute one in the corner?” Dana asks.
“Yep,” I answer. “That’s him.”
“And he’s a doctor? Like a real doctor?”
“A Gynecologist.”
“Fuck, girl. I say go for it. I bet he could teach you a thing or two.”
As Dana and I laugh, a smile forms on Ellen’s lips.
“I never thought about it,” she says. “You might be right, though. Einstein would be perfect.”
Dana loses her mind when “Pour Some Sugar On Me” comes through the speakers, grabbing our hands and pulling us to the middle of the bar. She positions Ellen between us and winks at me. I nod, realizing her game. We need to catch Dr. E’s eye. I drop low, switching my hips as I get back up, rubbing up on Ellen. Turning around, I see we’ve acquired an audience—the target included. However, I can’t tell if he’s just looking because everyone else is, or if he’s watching her. He could be watching Dana for all I know, so I move Ellen into his direct line of sight. We become a blur of hair flashing, lip and fingertip-biting sexiness, getting the men all riled up. I guess the noise brought in people from outside, because I see Gage and Ace walking in, Ron and Chrissy on their heels. I wave her over and she jumps right into the mix. I fucking love my friends!
Allah starts the song all over and Dana screams. Ellen slides her hand through her hair, rolling her hips and making eyes at Dr. E. Someone grabs my wrist, and I know it’s Gage before I even look in his direction. I twirl, pressing my ass against him, rolling my hips as I bend at the waist. He curls his hand over my shoulder, pulling me to him. His hard dick connects with my pussy, and I grind harder. When he pulls away, I know our little dance is over. I take his hand and he leads me to his room. On the way there, Chopper’s door opens, and Millie steps out, laughing and fixing her top.
“Oh, Remington. You’re such a tease.”
Remington? When Chopper walks up behind her, my eyes open wide in shock. Gage tugs on my hand and I smile to myself as we continue. You go, Millie!
As soon as Gage closes the door, he turns me so I’m facing the wall, and pushes me against it. His breath is warm on my ear as he leans in. I forget all about Millie and Chopper.
“Hands on the wall.”
His voice. The voice—the one that sends shivers down my spine and gets me wet. It’s laced with desire, but I also hear a hint of anger. Fuck. Our little show made him mad. I lay my palms flat on the wall as he drags my skirt over my hips.
“Are you mad at me?”
He doesn’t answer, only reaching around me to slip his hand into my panties. I push back against him, moaning as he presses on my clit. My thighs tremble as his fingers begin to move in those glorious circles.
“Just giving you what you’ve been begging for.”
He lands a stinging slap to my right ass cheek and I draw in a surprised breath. The hand that just caused the pain, slides under my blouse and up my stomach, to tug my bra down. He pinches my nipple, groaning into my neck. When he slips a finger inside me, I roll my hips, impatient to have his dick there instead.
“Please….”
“The entire ride home… all I could think about was you. Sliding inside you… feeling my pussy squeezing my dick.”
His breathing gets ragged as his finger slowly glides in and out of me, his breath on my skin sending tingles through my body. I moan, fisting my hands on the wall.
“Can’t wait for you to come all over me. Just haven’t decided if it’s going to be on my dick, or my face.”
“Jesus, Gage.” I shudder, breathing labored, head spinning from pleasure.
He releases me, but only to turn me around. As he falls to his knees, he hooks his fingers in my panties, pulling them down. After I step out of them, he tucks them in his pocket. Grabbing my leg, he throws it over his shoulder. I stare down at him, my chest rapidly rising and falling in anticipation. His eyes meet mine as he leans forward.
“Haven’t had a taste in four days. Can’t go another second, Raven.”
“Oh, God!” I scream as he licks my clit.
My knee threatens to buckle, but he grabs the back of my thigh, keeping me upright. My head falls back against the wall, and I cry out as he slides two fingers inside me. I palm the back of his head, grinding on his tongue as it flails on my clit. His fingers move in, out, and around, driving me to the brink. With my climax just within reach, he pulls away.
“No,” I groan. “Don’t stop.”
Rising to his feet, he grabs the back of my head, and his lips crash into mine. As his tongue lashes out, he leads me to the bed. His breathing
is ragged, and as I place my hand on his chest, I feel his heart thundering beneath my fingertips.
“All fours, babe,” he mumbles against my lips.
I climb onto the bed, getting into position. My body shivers when I hear his belt being undone. Grasping my hips, he pulls me to the edge of the bed. His hand glides over the patch on my cut, then he pushes it and my blouse up, revealing the tattoo on my back. Sliding his fingers farther up, he fists his hand in my hair, close to the scalp, and gives it a tug. Then, without warning, he smacks the area just below my ass cheek.
“Yes…” I shudder as he repeats the action on the other side. “That feels so good.”
He pushes my head down and around, then pulls it back toward him in one motion, slapping my cheeks in quick succession. I moan, unable to contain the pleasure.
“Just like that, baby,” I encourage him.
Releasing my hair, he slides his hand back down to my hip.
“Are you ready?” he asks.
“Fuck me, Gage.”
He tightens his grip on my hip, and I feel the other between our bodies as he grabs his dick. Without hesitation, he sinks deep inside me with one quick thrust. I cry out, grabbing the sheets.
“Heaven,” he mumbles.
He begins to move, smacking my ass after every couple of thrusts. I move with him, going forward when he pulls back, then meeting him when he slides in. Contracting my muscles, I keep them locked around him as I roll my hips. He growls, sinking his fingers into my hips and keeping me steady. Reaper comes out in full force, and he pounds into my willing body. I scream; I can’t help it. But he doesn’t let up. I press my face into the bed, using it to muffle my sounds.
“Come on, Raven.” He grunts as he slaps my ass.
He’s close, but he wants me to get there before him. Reaching down, I rub my clit. It gives me the push I need, and in no time, I’m convulsing around him.
“Gage!”
He groans and goes still, laying his forehead on my back. Pulling back one last time, he buries himself inside me, his hands falling to the bed.
“Fucking hell….”
As he begins to soften, he slips out of me. He drops down on the bed next to me and I crawl into his arms.
“I think you missed me a lot more than you thought.” I giggle.
“I think so, too. Ain’t leavin’ your side again, babe.”
CHAPTER 5
***Gage***
I slide out of bed, leaving Raven fast asleep. I wouldn’t be surprised if she slept past noon. After bringing her home last night, we made love until the sunlight began creeping through the drapes. Despite that, I want her again. Fighting my urges, I brush my teeth, and then make my way downstairs to get coffee. Sitting around the breakfast table, I think about our trip to Florida. Taking out Ramirez was easy enough. His group wasn’t as tight-knit as he thought. Once he was out of the picture, his boys folded like paper at an origami festival. Instead of straight up eliminating his operation, Mission decided to take it over. I want no part of hard drugs so I opted out of a deal. Ace took him up on the offer, though. Looks like the Dealers and the Snakes will be in business together for a while. I was right about Mission’s VP; he became gator food after they took his hand. Ramirez paid for it, though. Both Dealers chapters made sure of it.
I leave the kitchen and make my way to my office. Maybe an hour on my punching bag will work out these kinks I have from sitting on my bike for so long. I tape my hands then start out slowly, picking up speed and intensity as I get into it.
I’m dripping with sweat when I decide to call it quits, so I sit on the floor and cool down before returning upstairs for a shower. Baby doll is still fast asleep so I leave her be. When I walk back into the bedroom, she stretches, yawns and sits up.
“Hey, doll.”
“Morning,” she says in that sexy, sleep-filled voice.
“Morning? More like afternoon.”
She scrunches her brows together and checks her phone.
“It’s almost two o’ clock! Why didn’t you wake me?”
“Because I thought you needed the sleep.”
I get dressed and leave her there, deciding to make her breakfast for a change. I make all her favorites—pancakes, eggs, bacon, and hot chocolate—then load it all on a tray and bring it up to her. She walks out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. As my eyes travel over her body, I wonder if there will ever come a day when I look at her and don’t want to fuck her senseless.
“You made me breakfast?” she asks with a grin.
“Yeah. Come on.”
She dresses quickly and climbs back into bed, leaning over to kiss me on the cheek.
“Thank you, baby.”
While she eats, I go to the bathroom to get her pre-natal vitamins. Not that they’ve been working. I need to talk to her again about going to see a doctor. I’m beginning to think this baby is never going to happen. In my distraction, I shake the bottle too hard and half the contents spill into my palm. As I’m replacing the extra ones, I notice a small Ziploc bag buried under the tablets in the bottle. I pull it out, examining the tiny pills inside it. This can’t be a recreational drug. Can it? Raven couldn’t have a drug problem without me knowing. I remove one, taking a closer look. Strange, but it looks just like the ones I threw out a few months ago—the birth control pills.
Fuck. Me.
Now I get it. I understand now why she hasn’t gotten pregnant. She never stopped taking the shit and has been stringing me along all this time. No. That can’t be it. She wouldn’t do that. She wouldn’t lie to me. Would she?
I keep my anger in check as I approach her. She better have a fucking good explanation for this shit. Standing at the foot of the bed, I hold up the bag so she can see.
“What’s this?”
She looks up and all the blood drains from her face. Guess I have my answer. I can’t believe this shit!
“Gage… please. Let me explain,” she begs.
“Explain what? That you’ve been lying to me for months?”
She jumps out of bed, hurrying toward me. When she tries to touch me, I pull away.
“Please—”
“Please what?” I shout. She flinches but it has no effect on me. “So I was right? These are birth control pills?”
“Yes, but—”
“But nothing! How could you? All these months….”
I look away, unable to even fathom the situation I’m in right now. I toss the pills on the bed and grab my cut as I walk out.
“Gage, please. I need to talk… to tell you….”
I drown her out as I run down the stairs. I just can’t be around her right now. I hop on my bike, twisting the throttle when I leave the driveway. I need to get as far away from her as possible. I ride around, no particular destination in mind, hoping it will clear my mind. It doesn’t. All it does is give me time and space to brood on what Raven did. She kept it from me, all the time telling me how much she loved me. I hate to question it, but does she really love me? How can I believe anything she says now? Everything she’s said before?
I’m almost out of gas when I decide to head to the clubhouse. Grabbing a bottle of whiskey from the bar, I ignore everyone and walk straight to my room. I’m half-way through the bottle when E sticks his head in. Why the fuck didn’t I lock the door?
“You okay, man?” he asks.
“Don’t you ever get tired of me telling you to fuck off?”
He takes it as an invitation and enters, closing the door behind him.
“Not yet. Maybe in a couple decades. What’s going on?”
I take a deep breath, not sure I can even vocalize this shit yet. She’s been taking those pills, disappointing me repeatedly; killing me every time she told me “not this month.” E deals with women all day. Maybe he can shed some light on what the fuck she was thinking. That’s when it occurs to me; he’s her fucking gynecologist.
“You knew, didn’t you?” I accuse him.
“Knew what?”
“About Raven and those fucking pills!”
“What pills?”
I jump on him and we fall to the floor, grappling as he tries to protect himself.
“The birth control pills, motherfucker! You prescribed them!”
He rolls over, climbing on top of me and trying to secure my hands. I manage to land a punch to his side. He winces, but not to be outdone, plants one on my jaw.
“Listen to me!” he yells.
He jumps to his feet, and before I can tackle him, he says, “I didn’t know! I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.”
“You don’t?”
“I haven’t seen Raven like that in months. Whatever she got, she didn’t get from me.”
I lean against the bed, dropping my head back. He sits next to me and grabs the whiskey bottle, taking a swig.
“She lied, E. She lied to me,” I say in resignation.
“So, what I’m getting here is that the reason there’s been no baby is because she was still on the pill?”
“Yeah. Found them today. Stashed away in her pre-natal vitamins. What a joke.”
“Fuck.”
He passes me the bottle and I finish it in one go. I just need to forget. If it’s even for a few hours, I need to forget everything.
***Raven***
He hasn’t been home in three days. I haven’t heard from him either, and he hasn’t answered my calls. I don’t know if that’s good or bad. Is he just giving me space, working out his anger, calming down? Or has he decided this is an unforgiveable sin and will be back any minute to kick me out? I’ve been a mess; a big, junk food eating, crying mess. I fucked up, and just when I decided to make things right, he found out. I really did stop taking the pills after he threw them out. But then, for some reason, I got scared. I don’t know why, I just knew I felt this overwhelming fear. I couldn’t be a mother. I don’t know how… Didn’t even have one until recently. I wasn’t ready, and I was too chicken shit to tell him, so I didn’t. Now, it’s going to cost me the man I love; the one person I truly cannot live without.
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