Breaking Dragon: Savage Brothers MC

by Marie, Jordan

  I whimper in disappointment when he pulls away again. I am so close.

  Dragon has other plans though, he reaches over me and takes my hand and pushes two of my fingers in my mouth.

  “Lick on them fucking fingers Mama. Suck them into that hot little mouth of yours like it’s my cock you’re sucking.”

  I couldn’t disobey him even if I wanted too. I lick and suck on my fingers. My eyes open half way so I can watch him as I do what he orders.

  “Now use them to tease your nipples Mama. Pull hard enough you feel that bite of pain and show me what a dirty little girl you are.”

  I do as he instructs. His fingers are moving slow and steady back and forth inside of me. Hell as long as he keeps that up, I’ll do anything he wants. My fingers roll my nipples between them, the wetness making them slide and causing a delicious friction. I pull until I feel the edge of pain, causing my clit to throb harder. A moan escapes and I dig the heels of my feet deeper into the mattress wanting his fingers deeper inside of me.

  “Oh fuck yeah, that’s it Mama. I love watching you play with your tits. So fucking hot, I’m about to explode all over you.”

  My eyes lock on him, refusing to leave. He pushes his own finger into my mouth now, without saying a word. I keep my eyes open, my hips rocking in the gentle rhythm he has started.

  “Suck.”

  Just that one word, ordered out of his gravelly aroused voice and I’m so close to exploding, I’m not sure I can hang on. I move my tongue over his finger, sucking like it’s his cock, which is what I really want right now.

  “Yeah Mama that’s it, my woman likes it don’t she? Take that finger like it’s my cock you’re devouring. Show me that dirty little girl I know is inside of you.”

  I’ve never been like this. Sex was decent before Dragon, but nothing like this. Never had a man talked so much during sex and the frank talk and plain spoken words make me hotter than I have ever been. He pulls his finger away slowly and I instantly miss it.

  “You’re mine now Nicole. I own your hot little mouth,” he says. He bends down and pushes his tongue into my eager mouth. I am on fire. My tongue tries to reach everywhere, to drink him in completely. Just when I think I might succeed, he pulls away.

  “I like having the taste of your pussy on my mouth when I kiss you,” he whispers, straightening back up.

  “I own this sweet little cunt,” he says moving his fingers just a little. It’s enough to make my hips thrust though. “I own this whole fucking body now and I’m never letting it go. You hear me Mama?”

  God, I did hear him and my heart stalled and then took flight at the thought of what he was saying. I couldn’t concentrate though, because at that moment he takes the finger I had been sucking on and pushes it against my ass, and sliding it slowly into the opening. I tense up. I had never gone there. I had been curious, but the two lovers I had didn’t exactly inspire me to try new things.

  Dragon eases his finger inside, while gently moving the fingers he already had inside my pussy. My ass was at an angle now, lying half way on his lap my legs spread, so that one was on each side of him.

  “Fuck yeah, take my finger inside that tight little ass. I’m going to fuck you here soon Mama. Push my dick in you and fuck you so hard you’ll have my balls spanking your pussy with each thrust.”

  “Dragon... oh God I’m…I’m getting close baby.” I moan out… at least I think I do, everything is starting to blur. I can feel my orgasm approaching and I know it’s going to be huge.

  “You ever been fucked here Nicole?” He growls, his finger sliding further into my ass while his other fingers curl up. He is getting so close to what my body needs that the wait is killing me.

  I moan out trying to tighten myself up around his fingers, thrusting in no rhythm at all, just trying like crazy to get what I needed.

  “Answer me woman and I’ll give you what you want.” He demands and our eyes lock.

  “No.”

  “It’s mine. No other fucker gets that from you but me Nicole. No other man touches you again.” He growls and I can do nothing but nod in agreement.

  “The words Nicole, say them.”

  “No one but you Dragon,” I say without hesitation, because I know in my heart that this is what I want. This is what I’ve wanted from the first time I laid eyes on him.

  His eyes go darker than midnight his face so intense I blink to see if it will change. That look, the emotions on his face, this is why he is called Dragon. It feels as if he was going to burn me alive with the heat coming from him at that moment.

  He increases the thrusts of his fingers, his eyes glued to my body, watching as he works me. I cry out, knowing I’m lost and not able to hold it back.

  It explodes as I scream out his name. I try to twist and turn to get away from him. The feelings are so intense, so cataclysmic that I think it may kill me. Dragon allows me no quarter though. He pushes harder on my clit, not allowing me to escape. I whimper as the vibrations in my body don’t get a chance to settle completely down before they start again. His fingers move harder, faster and his growl echoes in the room.

  “That’s it Mama. So fucking beautiful, watch that little pussy begging for everything I can give it. I’m goin’ to fuck you so hard in a minute, just as soon as you cum for me again.”

  God, his words set me on fire and I feel my climax building. Just as I start to explode, Dragon takes his hands away.

  “No damn you, don’t leave!” I demand and Dragon laughs. I’d cuss him but at that exact moment his cock plunges into me and his thumb pushes down on my clit.

  “Oh fuck!” I holler or he does, hell maybe we say it together. I’m trying to hold on because seriously a woman could pass out from everything coming at me and I don’t want to miss a moment of this.

  “So fucking perfect. I’m going to fuck this pussy so hard and so often so you know, there’s no one else out there for you but me.”

  “Never anyone but you,” I pledge, barely coherent.

  “Damn straight Mama. Fuck, I’m so close. Cum again baby, cum all over my cock and take me with you.”

  I moan because now speech is beyond me. He does something with his fingers on my clit. I have no idea what, all I know is it shatters me. I detonate on a wild cry. It takes just a minute more and I feel Dragon explode inside of me.

  He’s ruined me for other men. That thought drifts through my mind as I feel him move to the side and pull my boneless body close to him. He is running his fingers through my hair. It’s such an odd thing, him doing that. Seems out of character with the big bad Biker persona he has going on.

  “I want you at the club tomorrow. You’ll move in my room with me.”

  “You live at the club?” I ask realizing that Dragon and I are really just getting to know each other.

  “Yeah, I’ve never had reason not too. Club is on lock down though, so I need you with me.”

  “Lock down?”

  “Yeah Mama, got shit going down so I need to know you’re where me or my boys can protect you.”

  “Does this happen often?”

  “Not often, but it does.”

  “I’m not part of the club, I don’t see why I’d need to be there.”

  “Because you’re mine, I’ve claimed you and they can use you to get to me.”

  I guess that makes sense, didn’t mean I liked it though.

  “You need to learn better post-copulation talk Dragon.”

  He reaches down and kisses the top of my head, with a snort.

  “Post copulation? You gonna get fancy with me Mama?”

  “I do kind of feel like royalty tonight.”

  “Is that a fact?”

  “Well you did worship my body,” I giggle.

  “You want to clean up Mama and I’ll give you more reason to feel worshipped.”

  “I kind of like the feeling of having a part of you inside of me...dripping and sliding between my legs...”

  “Fuck me. I thought I was done, but su
ddenly I want to feel that too.”

  “About time.”

  “I’m going to have to tame you before you kill me,” Dragon said climbing back on top of me. I look into those dark eyes that never fail to stop my heart.

  “Bring it on, Big Boy.”

  And he did….

  Chapter 16

  Dragon

  Fuck it had been a stressful two days. I finally got Nicole packed up and moved into the club. She was fighting me every breath, mainly because her girl was being a bitch and refusing to come to the club. Nicole had flat out refused until I got a little more creative in my convincing.

  Tonight would be the first real night Nicole would be staying at the club. I wasn’t going to fucking lie I didn’t know how she was going to fit in. I was expecting drama with the Twinkies. Tonight was also a party night and Nicole would probably see shit that will make her run. I wouldn’t let that happen. Or I wasn’t going too but then Skull had canceled out our meeting the night before and we were meeting up tonight instead. I was fucked. I couldn’t be there watching over my woman and here with my men and Skull and I fucking needed to be here.

  Crush and I walked into the old factory’s slaughter room. I normally took care of my business at the shed, but since this involved Skull to a certain extent I moved to a more central location. I didn’t like it, but I also didn’t want that fucker on my turf, knowing where my shit was.

  Skull and three of his men, Beast, Copper and Torch were already sitting in the corner watching as Gunner was hosing down our entertainment for the night. Bull and Freak were sitting across from Skull’s men saying nothing, just watching. I had Irish, Frog and Striker watching over my woman. I was still hesitant about Striker, but he seemed to be innocent of this shit. I couldn’t go around blindly accusing my own. With three of them surely Nicole would be safe, that’s all I could do for now and it’s the only way I would agree to come here tonight.

  Twist had been tied up on a meat hook now for two days. His face was swollen, his ribs bruised and I could tell Freak had been working on him with his razors. There were fine little lines with blood trailing along them all over Twist’s naked body. The lines were cut just deep enough to separate the layers of skin, and in perfect vertical form, straight as an arrow, except for the word Rapist that was written across Twists stomach. Freak was an artist with a knife or razor. Scary fuck, but handy to have on your side for damn sure.

  “Let’s get this damn meeting started.” I said, as I sat down at the meeting table across from Skull.

  “Damn Dragon, I was hoping the lovely Nicole had improved your mood.”

  “She did, that’s why I want to be done with this shit and get back to her.”

  Skull was wise enough not to say anything back. Good call.

  “My boys explain shit to you?”

  “Si, though I am sure you know by calling this meeting, I am not so stupid as to leave a clear trail pointing back to me or my compadres,” Skull answered.

  “I do, which means we both have an enemy we need to find before this shit escalates.”

  And fuck me, this shit always had a way of escalating, it hadn’t bothered me before. Now, I had Nicole to worry about. I still wasn’t sure how the hell that had happened.

  “Freak, you about ready to start?”

  “Plastic is all rolled out just waiting on you Boss man.” He said as if he was bored.

  I look at Skull. “You warned me about this mother fucker before. Do you have any more intel you willing to share?”

  “Sorry mi amigo, I wish I did, but I have nothing I wish to speak of to you or your compatriots”

  Fuck! That meant he knew something more, though nothing he was willing to tell me. Why can’t shit ever be simple?

  I rake my hand over my head. I dread what’s coming next. I can handle beating down and torturing mother fuckers, they bought their ticket and in my world you had to prove you were strong. You had to be someone others could not fuck with.

  Still, the fact that tonight I would be doing that shit to one of my own was bitter in my gut. I keep my mind on Jess. It replays the beat down Twist gave her and how he laughed with each kick of his steel toe boot. It pictures how he raped the poor unconscious girl afterwards. Jess was a sweet girl, she even reminded me a little of Nicole to look at her. I kept that thought up front as I got up from the table. I make my way over to Twist and remind myself that this fucker destroyed an innocent woman and betrayed his brothers. Gunner turns off the hose.

  “Untie him and put him in the tub. You got the shit on?” I ask because there’s not a doubt in my mind how this is going to go down.

  “Yeah, Danny has the stuff going now.”

  I nod and stand against the wall watching as Freak and Gunner lower Twist into the cast iron tub. His eyes are swollen together so he can’t see, but he has to know what’s happening. He’s seen what we do to those who betray us and try and cross us. There’s a reason we’re the Savage MC. I grab the pliers and knife off a makeshift table and walk towards him.

  Truth be told, I don’t have a stomach for this shit. This was only done when information was needed. I’d much rather shoot a fuck between the eyes than go through this. I know the men felt the same. Freak took care of the crap job, because it had to be done and done right, to protect the club. I knew he didn’t truly like it either. Fuck, if he did I’m not sure I’d want him on my side.

  I bend down and take the filthy oiled rag from his mouth that the boys had used to gag him with.

  “You ready to talk fucker?” I ask, already figuring what the answer would be.

  “Fuck you. You’re going to kill me anyway.” Twist said and let’s face it, he wasn’t wrong.

  I grab him by the hair of the head and decided to lay it out for him.

  “There is a world of difference in how you die. I can make it easy, I can make it hard. Now I know what I hope you’ll choose, but betraying the MC shows me you’re not the brightest fuck. So, I figure you might need some convincing.”

  “I’m not telling you a thing.” Twist said, and I pull over the small stool by the tub to sit because I was right. He’s not that bright and obviously this is going to take awhile.

  “Do you know what lye is fuckwad? See everyone talks about acid but if you heat lye up way past boiling and pour that shit on a human body? In just a few hours all you got is liquid slop.” I tell him, as run my Bowie knife along the outline of his Savage MC tat on his chest. All the brothers had one and clearly I needed to be more careful about who I let wear it.

  This fuck up was on me. I knew I should have black balled Twist from the beginning, but Irish and Gunner and Striker had all voted to patch him in. I usually tried to run the club by majority vote. This was one time I should have paid more attention to my gut.

  “We’ve used it before. Fuck stinks worse than pigs in shit. There won’t be a trace of you left for one sorry-ass to grieve. It’ll be like you never existed. All we do is pull the drain open and wash you down into the sewers where shit like you belongs.”

  “Fuck you.” Twist said, but oh I can hear the fear in his voice this time. That was good because fear meant the fucker might tell me what I needed to know.

  “What really bothers me the most is that none of the other punks who tried to betray the MC held our mark on their chest.”

  “Yo! Crusher you think we should allow Twist to carry our symbol on him into hell?” I ask, my knife still dancing around the tat in question over the heart.

  “Abso-fucking-lutely not Prez!”

  “Yeah, I don’t think so either, but let’s be fair. All those that say this fuckwad can keep his tat say Aye.”

  I reach over and put on the latex gloves that Freak had put on the floor beside me. I waited a minute for effect and then lean even further down so my voice is in Twist’s ear.

  “Listen to that silence fucker, looks like fun time is about to begin.”

  Then I let my knife slice into the skin in a deep ‘X’ through the tatt
oo. I pick up one of the loose pieces of skin and saw it off throwing it in the tub. I do that four more times, until the tat is completely removed and the pieces are lying along Twist’s naked legs.

  Twist had screamed and is crying now, but I block that shit out. I’m sure Jess cried out too, and she was just a helpless slip of a thing. Twist deserves this and worse. I lay my knife on a rag that has been placed on the floor and then take off my bloodied gloves, throwing them in the tub.

  “I swear you might be more of a pussy than I thought Twist. You’re crying more than poor Jess did. Did it make you feel like a big man hurting someone innocent? To rape a woman you had already beaten to the point she was unconscious?”

  I picked up the pliers and twisted the fuckers head back.

  “Danny told me his stew manages to melt everything but you know me Twist, better to be safe than sorry. Hold still now, this is going to hurt like a son of a bitch. Kind of like how poor Jess felt when you broke her fucking arm.” I said, using my pliers to rip out one of his front teeth.

  “Or maybe it will hurt as much as when you broke three of her fucking ribs you ass fuck.” I put the tooth on the plastic by my feet and yank out two more. Twist is trying to moan but since I kept the pliers jabbed into his mouth that’s pretty much impossible.

  “Shit boys, Twist smells like he’s been sucking your dicks. Damn breath is killing me.” I complain going in to pull another one. Twist passes out and I put the new tooth with the other three. Then yank off the new set of gloves I had put on, throwing them in the tub.

  “I’m taking a break. Wake the fucker up in a bit and get him ready for round two.” I growl walking to the door. “Skull, you and me now,” I said and didn’t look back.

  I light a cigarette and lean up against the outer wall of the building, waiting for Skull. He didn’t take long and I offered him a smoke. I didn’t usually smoke, but some things called for a good smoke and a stiff drink. Fuck if this wasn’t one of them, I may even let myself get lost in the booze later tonight.