by Addison Jane
I heard a zipper and froze, looking over my shoulder.
“Ain’t touching,” he confirmed. “But fuck, can’t watch you get off while I just sit here with a fucking hard cock.”
My breathing began to quicken, I couldn’t see him touching himself, but I knew he was and that was enough to send a whole new rush of excitement through my body.
“Damn fucking hell, baby,” he gritted.
Part of me wanted to say fuck it, and jump on his dick, my pussy aching now to feel him inside me. But I’d started this, I was going to finish.
“Leo,” I whispered, my heart racing. “Oh God, it feels good.”
My fingers were slick with moisture and sliding across my clit so fast. I locked my knees, knowing that it was going to hit me hard and fast, and collapsing to the floor wasn’t my idea of sexy.
“Oh God.” I flung my head back, pressing my palm hard against the wall as the wave rushed over me. My body wasn’t sure what to do. It took me higher and higher and then suddenly came crashing down sending sparks and explosions through every single muscle of my body.
I groaned loudly as I rode it out, moving my hips against my hand, grinding them like I was riding his cock. I raised my other hand to the wall, trying my best not to let my shaky knees give way. My heart pounded in my chest and I struggled to breathe.
There was no time for that, though, and I cried out as Leo’s tongue swept over my tingling pussy. “Holy shit,” I gasped, his hands latching onto my hips as he lapped and sucked away my release.
“Fuck it,” he growled, pulling away. I was about to turn, desperate to see him but before I could, hot liquid spurted across my ass cheeks, tickling my burning skin as it dripped down over my curves.
I turned my head, just in time to see him deliver a sharp slap, right where he’d left his release. I jumped, spinning on unstable feet and attempting to glare at him through the orgasmic haze that still held reign over my body.
His jeans pooled around his ankles, and he still had his cock in one hand, and it was still completely hard. “You trying to fucking kill me?”
I smiled weakly, leaning back against the wall. “Maybe.”
“Fucking, damn,” he groaned, his eyes running over my body one last time before he reached for his jeans.
Stepping closer, he pinned my body against the wall. I was thankful, thinking I would possibly drop to the floor soon, my legs still shaking.
He lowered his mouth to mine, capturing my lips and sending a whole new wave of excitement through my body. I could taste myself on his lips. “You’re getting cum on the wall,” he whispered, pulling back just far enough to allow air into our lungs.
“I’ll clean it off.”
His eyebrows raised. “With your tongue?”
“You’re disgusting.”
“That’d be sexy as fuck,” he retorted, a smile creeping onto his lips.
I frowned. “Get off me you animal. I need to shower.”
He stepped back. “You started it…” he paused, smirking at me, “…I’ll finish it.”
I rolled my eyes, pushing at his chest as I forced my legs to move to the bathroom. “Pack your bags, caveman.”
I stepped out of the shower just as Leo opened the bathroom door and came inside.
The mood had changed dramatically, I could feel it.
“Felt like I needed to apologize,” he said gruffly, propping himself against the vanity as I wrapped a towel around my body.
I frowned. “For what?”
“When I heard what he was saying, I got defensive and accused you of doing shit that I knew you wouldn’t do.”
Sighing, I began to rub the fluffy blue towel over my body. “This won’t work if you don’t trust me.”
“I trust you,” he answered quickly. “You think I’d leave Macy with you, or ask you to be my Old Lady if I didn’t trust you?”
I shook my head but concentrated on removing the water from my bare skin.
“I’m meant to be able to trust my brothers with my life, to know without a question that they are watching out for me,” he continued, hanging his head. “I don’t doubt them or question them, because as soon as we start to doubt each other, our brotherhood falls apart. Our family falls apart.”
“I begged him to tell you,” I said quietly.
There was silence in the small space.
“When I came looking for you that night…” I cleared my throat and looked up, meeting his eyes, “…I haven’t been with anyone since that first time with you.”
He nodded, rolling his shoulders as if the tension was leaving them. “He should have never put that burden on you. It wasn’t fair.”
Tucking the towel around me, I walked over to where he stood. I could tell this was rattling him, it was going to affect the whole club. I hoped that Slider took the support around him, and used it to lift him up and that he didn’t push it away. He needed them, and they needed him. Pushing them away was only going to cause more tension.
“He’s scared,” I told Leo, taking his hand.
He sighed heavily. “So am I.”
We stood there for a few moments, he squeezed my hand, showing me that he appreciated the support. If there was one thing I’d learned during my time here, it was that these men and their hearts were pure.
Scary on the outside with their tattoos and rough looks, but just like anyone else out there, all they wanted was to love and support their family in any way possible. But this was even more than that. Their family wasn’t just the women they fell in love with, their children, or their blood relations.
It was every single person here.
The bonds they had ran deeper than just blood.
It was loyalty and trust, sacrifice and honor.
“Get dressed,” he finally said, dipping his head and pressing his lips to my forehead. “Meet me downstairs.”
I hurried to put my clothes on, knowing that there were things Leo needed to sort before we left for Troy.
Just as I stepped out of the bedroom, Harmony was closing Optimus’ door behind her. She hit me with a broad smile. “I called it,” she said, causing me to laugh.
She fell in step with me as we walked down the hall. “Guess you did.”
“Kit said you’ll be joining us for a while.”
I nodded. “For a little bit, not sure how long. I think he said he’d try to get us a stay with Oz or something? I’m not sure who that is.”
Harmony chuckled. “Oz and Bright Eyes are Kit’s parents. They have a big home, and it’ll be more comfortable for Macy while you guys are there.”
“Sounds good. She’s so excited about coming with us.” My stomach tightened. “I really hope nothing happens while she’s there. She’s been through enough.”
Harmony stopped at the top of the stairs, and I pulled up with her. “It sucks that she’s a part of this all. But I know that these guys will do whatever it takes to keep you both safe.”
“I hate that I caused all this. That I’ve put her in danger.”
Harmony shook her head before I could even finish my sentence. “Hadley, this life is both amazing and dangerous. People get hurt sometimes. But we never place blame. Because that’s not what it’s about. You screw with one, you screw with the whole club.”
I gave her a soft smile, appreciating the pep talk.
She hooked her arm through mine as we descended down the stairs. “It’s going to be good to have another girl down there. Those club girls, they can be ruthless, they aren’t like us.”
“Oh, joys,” I commented sarcastically.
“Just remember, you’re an Old Lady.” She turned to me and smirked as we reached the bottom. “They fuck with you, give them hell.”
We both laughed.
“Come on,” Leo said, walking toward us with a bouncing Macy on his shoulders. “Kit wants to leave in an hour, and I need to talk to Carly before we head out.”
“See you soon!” Harmony called as I followed Leo out the doors.
> I could tell Macy was a little nervous as we drove to Carly’s house, her eyes darted around like she was waiting for something.
“Hey Macy,” I said, turning to look at her. Her eyes flicked to me and I smiled. “It’s going to be a long drive down to Kit and Harmony’s place. Maybe we should stop and get some coloring books and stuff for the trip.”
Her curls bounced as she bobbed her head. “Yes!” she beamed enthusiastically.
She seemed to calm a little and settle back into her car seat, so I turned back around.
Catching a smile on Leo’s lips as he watched the road, I couldn’t help but grin. “What?”
“Nothing.”
As we pulled up to Carly’s house, Leo turned to me. “Now probably isn’t the best time to tell her about us, so I’ll try to be quick.”
I nodded, understanding his apprehension. Carly’s welcome hadn’t exactly been so warm the last time we were here. And with everything still up in the air and tensions running high, I understood why he’d want to leave it for now.
Macy grabbed my hand as we walked up to the door.
Leo pushed it open and walked right in, calling out to his sister-in-law. “Yo!”
“Up here!” I heard her call back from upstairs somewhere.
Leo gestured with his head to the living room that was just to the side. “Play with Mace for a bit. I won’t be long.”
I gave him a reassuring smile and followed Macy as she made a beeline for the box of toys that sat in the corner next to the sofa. Dropping myself onto the soft carpet, I giggled as Macy proceeded to build up piles of blocks, only to smash them down again, laughing maniacally.
I looked up when I heard the door open. Meyah appeared in the entranceway to the living room, a soft smile on her lips and a dreamy look in her eyes.
“I know that look,” I commented, seeming to startle her out of her haze. “That’s caused by a boy.”
She blushed, pulling her backpack off her shoulder and tossing it back toward the door. “It’s that obvious, huh?”
I giggled. “A little.”
She walked over and dropped onto the floor beside us, giving Macy a little tickle as she greeted her.
“He special?” I asked casually as I folded my legs.
She cleared her throat, and her eyes darted around nervously before coming back to rest on me. “He’s popular and cute. He brings me little presents.”
I sensed her hesitation. “But…”
She cringed as she swallowed like there was a huge lump in her throat.
I understood now. “He wants more,” I continued, keeping my voice low.
She eyed me for a second. I could see her mulling over in her mind about whether she could trust me. This being only the second time we had met.
I let her make her own decision about me, turning my attention back to Macy as she attempted to undress a Barbie doll.
It was a few minutes before Meyah finally spoke again, “I don’t know if I’m ready,” she whispered, shuffling a little closer. “He’s done it before. I think he expects it.”
“Never feel like you have to give him anything,” I told her quietly, meeting her eyes. “It’s your body, your choice. One you have to live with forever, not him.”
She chewed on her lip. “Maybe I want to.”
“Maybe you should talk to your mom?” I offered, thinking that that was the best approach to this.
Meyah laughed. “She would lock me up and throw away the key. She got pregnant young. So for her, abstinence is the only option.” She rolled her eyes as if she knew just how unrealistic and naïve the idea was.
I agreed.
Telling teens not to have sex was not the way to approach things. They rebel, and there’s so much pressure on them from their peers that they will go into it blind if they think it will make them like everyone else.
They needed to be prepared. If they know the risks and how to be safe, then they were less likely to make a mistake that would possibly impact on the rest of their lives.
I lowered my voice and made sure her eyes were on me before I spoke. I knew it wasn’t really my place, but Leo cared about Meyah. A lot. I knew that he would want her safe.
“Always use protection,” I said seriously. “He tries to get away without it, you tell him no. If you mean as much to him as you think, he should respect that. If you’re uncomfortable… you step away, you tell him no. He does anything you don’t like, you tell someone you trust.”
Her hands rubbed nervously against her jeans.
“You think he would?”
I shook my head. “I’m just saying, you have a very scary uncle up there that would step up for you in a heartbeat. Don’t think that you have to deal with something alone. You don’t.”
She nodded, listening intently to what I was telling her.
“I really like him.”
I smiled. “That’s really great, Meyah.”
“Are you and Uncle Leo like a couple now?” she asked suddenly, her head tilted to the side.
I looked at Macy out of the corner of my eyes but saw she was seriously engrossed in her dolls. Turning back to Meyah, I nodded. “We aren’t telling your mom just yet,” I said softly, hoping she’d understand.
“You keep my secret, I’ll keep yours.” She grinned.
I chuckled. “Deal.”
We both watched Macy play quietly for a few minutes before she spoke up again, “I really want them to be happy,” she said, her eyes focused on her baby cousin.
I could hear the love and adoration in her voice.
“Me too,” I answered with a smile. “Me too.”
The drive to Troy was long, mainly because I hated the feeling of being caged inside the car for extended periods of time. I was used to the positioning on my bike and being able to maneuver around the road easily. Sitting in Blizzard’s truck made my body ache, and I was easily frustrated by other motorists when I couldn’t simply pull out and fly past them with ease.
Hadley sat in the back with Macy for most of the drive, until she fell asleep about an hour out of Troy. I was relieved when we reached town, and followed the boys through the suburbs, pulling up outside a large two story country style home. It had large windows and a deck that stretched around the entire bottom level.
You’d think any normal suburban couple lived there, with its white panels and blue accents. But you’d be wrong.
“Couldn’t stay away!” a deep thick accented voice boomed from the doorway as we climbed out of the truck.
I laughed and shook my head. Oz was originally from Australia. He’d been a part of the Brothers over there until he met Bright Eyes and followed her back to the states. He was respected high and low, members had flocked from different parts of the country to serve under his lead, and he’d only recently stepped down to let Kit take over.
“You know me, I like to keep shit interesting,” I answered as he made his way down the staircase.
Kit and Harmony parked beside us, while the rest of the boys revved their engines and pulled away, no doubt heading back to the clubhouse. I gave them a wave in thanks as they passed.
“Where’s that girl of yours?” he asked, strolling up to the side of the truck and peering in the back window. “Harmony is slacking off in the grandchild department so, for now, I’m gonna borrow Macy.”
“Hey!” Harmony protested as she pulled off her helmet. “I heard that old man.”
I caught a small smirk from underneath Oz’s large beard. “You hear how she talks to me?”
We all laughed. I’d seen first-hand just how much love Oz and Bright Eyes had for Harmony. They absolutely adored her. Possibly because not only was she sweet and caring, but strong enough to stand beside Kit with her back straight and her head high.
Harmony had been a club girl, but Kit had seen something in her that he knew he couldn’t be without. Her passion for the club meant she was the perfect Old Lady.
Hadley made her way around the truck, and Oz turned to her
with a studying gaze. “You must be the one who trapped Leo’s balls in a jar.”
I smirked and folded my arms across my chest, curious to see how she would take Oz’s brash nature.
Hadley just laughed. “I’ll let him borrow them from time to time.”
Oz’s booming laughter startled Macy and she sat up, her eyes blinking as she tried to figure out what was going on through her sleepy haze. I opened the door and unbuckled her. She reached out to me and I pulled her into my arms, her head tucked tightly in under my chin as she tried to make out what was going on.
“Well, hello there beautiful,” Oz cooed, uncharacteristically.
I laughed, knowing Macy was staring at him, studying him.
He was wearing his club cut, while no longer the president, he was still a member and the club was his life. You’d have to rip that cut off his cold dead body before he’d give up wearing it.
It wasn’t long before Macy was reaching her arms out to him. The smile that beamed on his face was priceless, and he held his arms out and took her in. My girl knew, she could tell when someone wasn’t safe and when someone could be trusted. Especially, if she saw them wearing Brothers by Blood colors. She was forever seeking out the boys and asking for a cuddle or trying to guilt them into playing with her with her beautiful bright eyes and dimples.
Oz hooked Macy on to his hip and carried her back toward the house. “Bright Eyes! Look what I got!” he called as he climbed the stairs and disappeared inside.
I looked over to Kit, who shook his head and laughed.
“For God’s sake man, give that man some grandkids.”
Harmony snorted but didn’t say anything. Kit just rolled his eyes and came over to help as I pulled the bags from the truck.
Harmony grabbed Hadley’s hand and pulled her toward the house. She looked over her shoulder at me and smiled with a shrug.
I shook my head.
“Thanks for this, man.”
“You know you don’t need to thank me,” he answered, throwing Hadley’s backpack over his shoulder as I carried mine and Macy’s bags. “You guys helped when Harm was in trouble. We’re brothers, right.”