“You ready?” Viper raised a brow at her, holding the swinging door open.
Winter rushed forward, sliding out from underneath Viper’s hold.
“What’s the hurry?” His amusement had her wanting to knock him down the steps as they went upstairs.
“Nothing.” She wasn’t about to admit that she didn’t like watching Sasha. She had no problem with Viper watching any of the other women in the club. It had taken time to admit that she found it erotic, it wasn’t the only hard truth she had found out about herself since she had married Viper.
The other members would occasionally join them in their bedroom. Anytime a member wanted to invite others in, they only had to open their door, and then the person inviting them in would tell the others where they wanted them.
Viper knew she didn’t want any of the men touching her, so the men or women only watched as she and Viper made love. Only one time had another man touched her, and that had been Knox. Winter still shuddered when she remembered the ecstasy of feeling his tongue ring on her pussy.
She entered the bedroom, slipping off the high heels she had worn to school as the principal of the alternative school in Treepoint. She then took a step forward, intending to go to the bathroom to shower, but she found herself pressed face first against the wall next to the open door.
“Want to tell me why you threw a winning hand?”
Winter stubbornly firmed her jaw. “I was tired of playing.” She pressed her hands flat on the wall beside her head, trying to gain leverage to push herself away from Viper’s hard body. However, Viper kissed the flesh behind her ear as she felt his hand slide up her leg, bunching her dress to her waist.
“You’re never too tired to play,” Viper contradicted. “You didn’t look tired.” He took her earlobe into his mouth, nibbling on it until she used her butt to try to push him away. She only found herself pressed flatter against the wall.
“Maybe I was tired of watching Sasha look at you like it was you she was fucking,” she snarled over her shoulder.
He gave a low chuckle. “Does it matter, as long as it’s not me fucking her?”
“Yes, dammit! It does! How would you feel if Train was staring…? Never mind. I know how you would feel. You’d think it’s hot.”
“It is hot when I fuck you.” He burrowed his finger beneath the tiny strap of her thong, her wet pussy arching into his touch.
She clenched her hands into fists on the wall, having no willpower where Viper was concerned. Instead, she rose on her toes, trying to move his fingers where she wanted them.
She felt one finger enter her as his thumb rubbed the hood of her clit. She began to pant, trying to hold on to the orgasm building inside the walls of her pussy. Her eyes widened when Train came through the door. His dark eyes met hers before she lowered her lashes. That was when she saw the woman coming in the door behind him.
Her orgasm stalled.
“You can take the couch.”
Viper’s deep voice had her wanting to jerk out of his grasp, but then she felt herself melting when he added another finger to the one that was stroking her into a frenzy of need.
Winter didn’t turn her head to see what Train and Sasha were doing. She couldn’t, not when Viper had lowered his mouth to her shoulder, pinning her in place.
His dominance made her wetter, making her crave the next movement of his fingers. She started to sink down to her knees, but her husband lifted her, turning her to face the couple lying on the couch.
Winter’s dress was still around her waist, but as he turned her, the front fell forward, giving only the fleeting glimpse of pussy with the small scrap of fabric covering her. Helplessly, she saw Raci and Moon take a seat on the couch as Train stood.
“I told Train you wanted to give him a going away present, something to remember until he gets back. Raci can only watch. She’s not allowed to touch anyone. Her punishment isn’t over.”
Raci’s punishment had been decided by the members. None of them had wanted to throw Raci out of the club. They were too attached to her. Still, they had wanted her punished for betraying them. She wasn’t even allowed to pleasure herself, and they’d made her share a bedroom with Jewell until her punishment was over.
Sasha was naked now. Moon went to his knees between her thighs, burying his face in her pussy. He had his back to her as Raci watched him work on Sasha.
Winter’s attention was ripped from them when she saw Train coming to stand in front of her. Viper’s fingers were still slipping through the wet folds of her pussy.
“Can I see?” The rough timber of his normally quiet voice had her hesitating before nodding.
With a flick of his wrist, Viper lifted her dress so Train could see him finger-fucking her.
Winter almost came from the look on Train’s face.
“Do you want to give him a little taste?” Viper whispered, pressing her harder into his chest, while holding her dress at her waist and massaging her quivering abdominal muscles.
“Yes.” Winter couldn’t believe the word came out of her mouth. She wanted to take it back, but before she could, she looked down to see Train dropping to his knees.
He didn’t go down on her the way Moon was doing to Sasha. Train slid the tip of his tongue under her thong, delving into her folds, as Viper pulled his hand away, giving Train access to her writhing body.
“It’s not too late to change your mind,” Viper offered huskily, as he reached inside her dress to pull out one of her breasts, pinching the nipple into a hard bud.
Train groaned in pain at Viper’s offer of reprieve. He still swirled the tip of his tongue in her juices, one of his hands going behind her knee to lift her leg over his shoulder.
Winter’s head fell back on Viper’s chest, and she saw Sasha staring at her enviously.
“I’m sure,” she croaked, dismayed by her acceptance of Train as he brought his hand to her buttocks, clenching her flesh to pull her closer to his eager mouth.
“She tastes like moonshine,” Train groaned.
“Nothing tastes as good.” Winter didn’t miss that Viper had addressed his comment toward Sasha, which had the woman lowering her eyes.
Winter hissed when Train sucked her clit into his mouth. His tongue pressed up, letting him taste the treasure underneath.
Viper ground his enclosed cock into the crack of her ass Train had exposed.
She felt as if she were being consumed by the two men, twisting and turning where they wanted her. She was laid down on the bed as she watched Train lower himself onto the foot of the bed while Viper undressed.
Every thought of Sasha and Raci watching fled her mind as Train slipped off her panties then placed her thighs over his shoulders.
“I could come just watching you fuck her with your tongue,” Viper said, as he kicked his jeans out of the way before lowering himself beside Winter, kissing her passionately. “I love you, pretty girl.”
Train delved into her pussy as if it was the last one he would ever taste. Gently pulling the lips of her pussy away, he licked at her opening, going inside in tiny increments until he had gone as far as he could.
“Doing okay?” Viper broke the kiss long enough to ask.
“Yes…” she mumbled, breaking out in a moan.
Viper’s hand was on his cock, rubbing the head on her nipple. He pulled both breasts out of her bra, plumping them in a deep V.
Winter shifted to her side without moving her lower half to position his cock between her breasts. This time, it was Viper who hissed when his cock slid across her silky flesh.
Winter wished the lights weren’t on, so she could blame what was going on in her bedroom on a dream. The problem was that not only was it not a dream, but her body was one big ache that the men had created and weren’t ready to extinguish.
Winter was focused on Viper, as Train teased and tempted the lower half of her body. Train might be the one arousing her core, but as she stared up in Viper’s face, it was just the two of them alone. She
tugged at Viper’s biceps, unable to bear the torture the men were putting her through.
“I need to come,” she whimpered, not knowing which man she was pleading with.
“That’s enough, Train,” Viper ordered.
Train moved to the side as Viper pulled her to the head of the bed. He slid between her thighs, his cock gliding to her opening. With one powerful thrust, he buried himself in her pussy.
“No one is ever going to feel your climax but me… ever.” Viper stared down into her eyes as if he were trying to tell her something she couldn’t or wouldn’t hear.
A tear slipped out of the corner of her eye. “I love you, Viper.”
Her husband pounded into her over and over until she felt the pulses of her climax hit her in wave after wave of sensations that she didn’t want to end. Viper then stiffened, and she felt him come inside of her.
She wound her legs around his waist, not wanting to let him go, savoring the heat of his body and his heart beating against hers.
He extended his hand, wiping her tear away with his thumb. “You okay?”
Winter smiled shakily up at him as he moved to her side, pulling her to lie on his chest. She stroked his chest as she waited for everyone to be done and leave. Raci was the last out the door, shutting it quietly behind her.
When Viper’s breathing slowed, Winter knew he had fallen asleep. He hadn’t had a good night’s sleep since the night the Unjust Soldiers had attacked the clubhouse. He said the threat was over, but she could still see the worry in his eyes.
Silently, she slipped out of his arms, going in the bathroom to shower. When she was done and dried off, she climbed back in bed next to Viper, who immediately circled her waist with one arm, holding her close.
She turned out the lamp, feeling him covering her with a thin blanket. Even though the house was warm, he always wanted to make sure she didn’t get cold with the air conditioning on. She knew he had sensed her jealousy of Sasha and had let both of them know she was the only one he wanted. Her husband always tried to give her everything she wanted… except his child.
Chapter 2
The store was filled with every color of the rainbow. Walls were filled with pictures of smiling babies showing their toothless grins. It even smelled like babies, which probably came from the women holding their children as they browsed the aisles.
Winter reached out to touch a pretty pink sleeper. Her heart ached in longing, imagining a beautiful baby girl with Viper’s eyes.
“Cade may be upset if you buy that for the baby, but Fat Louise would probably let him wear it just to piss Cade off.” Beth glanced at her as she looked through a rack on the other side.
Winter shrugged. “I just thought it was pretty.”
“Buy it. Someone is always having a baby shower.” Beth looked down, grabbing her boys’ hands to pull them out of the clothes racks they were hiding underneath.
Winter picked the pretty garment up, holding it in the crook of her arm. “I might do that.” Moving to the rack of boy clothes, she thumbed through them. One caught her eye and, laughing, she looked at Beth. “Mommy’s Boy. It’s so cute.” The sleeper was too precious. Winter added it to the growing pile of clothes. She then found a couple more sleepers for Fat Louise.
She was going to the cashier counter where Beth was paying, when she saw a blanket. It was whisper-thin, and each stitch seemed to be a different shade of pink.
“It was made by a woman in town.” A sales clerk came up beside her, lifting the fragile blanket to spread it on the table.
“It’s beautiful.” Winter touched it, letting the material slip through her fingers.
“Are you shopping for yourself or a friend?” From the clerk’s friendly overture, she couldn’t be aware of the thrust of pain that struck Winter’s heart.
“For a friend. She’s having a boy.”
“Oh.” She smiled, folding the blanket up.
“I’ll take it.” Winter took the blanket from the surprised clerk then moved to the cashier before she could change her mind.
“Wow, you won’t have to shop for the next three baby showers,” Beth said, when she saw all the items Winter had laid on the counter.
“You never know who is going to get pregnant next.” Winter handed the cashier her credit card.
The women left the store, Beth holding Noah’s hand and Winter holding Chance’s as they walked down the sidewalk. They had parked their cars in the church parking lot so they could stop in to ask Willa if she wanted to join them before going shopping. However, she had been too busy filling an order for a birthday cake, so they had left without her.
“Can we play before we go home?” Noah asked.
“I don’t see why not. You were good in the store. I might even take you to get ice cream when you’re done.”
The little boys ran to the backyard of the church when Beth opened the side gate.
Winter leaned her arms on the fence, watching the boys play as Beth closed the gate from the other side, giving her boys an indulgent smile.
“I love kids. It doesn’t take a lot to make them happy.”
“No, it doesn’t,” Winter agreed.
“I’ll see you back at the house,” Beth told her, when Chance yelled for her to come swing him. Beth then set her bag down on a picnic table before going to her son, who was impatiently waiting.
Winter watched them as Beth took turns pushing her twin sons’ swings. She yearned to be beside her, pushing her own child. It was another visual she was being denied without her own baby.
The side door of the church opened, and a familiar face came out.
“Megan?”
“Hi, Mrs. James. How you doing today?”
“Fine.” Winter’s face went stern. “I missed you in school last week.”
Megan was one of her students at the alternative school. She had ended up there after being thrown out of the regular high school for delinquency and fighting.
“I was going to call Monday. I’m quitting school.” She waved her hand in Winter’s face. “I got married last week!”
Winter stared at the diamond ring and wedding band on her finger. “That doesn’t mean you have to quit school,” she protested. “It’s only a month to graduation—”
“I’ll get a GED. I’ll be fine. It’s not like I plan to go to college, anyway.”
“It’s not as simple as it sounds. You’ll have to study and take the test. I thought we talked about you going to cooking school after graduation?”
“I’ll get it; you’ll see. Besides, I don’t have to go to cooking school. I can learn to cook anywhere. I was just applying for a job with Willa. I have it all planned out. I’ll work for her for a few months and learn everything I need to know. Then I’ll open my own business after the baby is born.”
“You’re pregnant?” Winter stared at the young woman, stunned at how simple she imagined owning a business would be.
“Yes, I’m so happy! Curt promised me, as soon as we buy me another car, we’ll look for the perfect place to open my business.”
“What happened to your car? It was brand new. Your parents bought that for you for Christmas as an early graduation present.”
“Curt doesn’t start his new job until next week, so we sold my car to pay for my ring and the honeymoon. We’re leaving Tuesday to go to St. Croix! I’ve always wanted to go there.”
Winter leaned against the fence, wanting to scream at the woman who had turned eighteen three months ago. Her eyes narrowed on Megan. Something just occurred to her.
“You married Curt Dawkins?”
Megan nodded, beaming. “We’ve only been seeing each other for a couple months. It was a whirlwind courtship.”
“I see that.”
Winter was infuriated. Curt was at least ten years older than the young woman. Not to mention, he had been the high school football coach when Megan had been a cheerleader at Treepoint High. He had lost his job last year when Rachel told Viper, who was on the school board
, that Curt had raped a friend of hers in high school. They hadn’t been able to fire him since no charges had been brought against him, but Viper had looked into his billing records and seen he had pocketed cash from the money raised for new football uniforms.
“Curt’s here.” Megan nodded toward where Curt Dawkins was driving into the parking lot.
He rolled down the passenger window. “Let’s go.”
Winter glared at the man as Megan clambered inside the big truck.
“It’s good to see you again, Mrs. James. Since I told you I won’t be back in school, I guess I don’t have to come in Monday. I can sleep in!” She chuckled as she shut the truck door.
Curt backed up without giving her a glance.
“Son of a fucking bitch!” Winter gripped her bag, wanting to throw it at the departing truck. “The bastard should be in jail instead of going on a fucking honeymoon.” It took everything she had to get inside her car and drive home.
Luckily, the clubhouse was quiet when she got there.
She went to her room, throwing her bag on the bed.
“I take it you didn’t have a good time?” Viper stared at her from the bathroom doorway.
“I did until I saw Megan Smith and she told me not only will she not be coming back to school, but she married Curt Dawkins and is pregnant.”
Viper ran a towel through his damp hair. “Her parents can’t be happy.”
Winter sank down on their bed. “She even sold her car so they could buy her an engagement ring and go on a honeymoon. Curt told her that he’s buying her another car when he starts work. Curt’s family has money; he could have bought her a ring if he wanted to.”
“He wants to keep her under his thumb, dependent on him to take her everywhere she goes so he can watch every movement she makes.”
Winter nodded, blowing out an aggravated breath. “She applied for a job with Willa to take over Genny’s job. Curt promised to set her up in her own business in six months.”
“Really?” Viper frowned, tossing his towel into the hamper before coming to sit next to her on the bed.
“Yes. She plans to learn all of Willa’s recipes to start her own business. She seems to think Curt’s new job is going to give him enough money to do it. Who in Treepoint would hire that asshole?”
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