by Harley Wylde
Bull nodded and turned back toward Benton. I strode outside and climbed onto my bike. When I reached the clubhouse, no one asked questions and gave me a wide berth as I went back to my room. I showered and pulled on clean clothes before I went home to my woman. When I pulled into the driveway, I turned off the bike and stared at the house a moment. It was quiet, the taint of what was happening across the compound not having touched it. And it sure as fuck wouldn’t touch Ridley either.
I let myself into the house and followed my nose to the kitchen, where a fresh pot of coffee was on the counter. Ridley was dressed and sitting at the kitchen table, a steaming cup of coffee in her hands. I poured myself a cup and sat on a chair next to my woman. She didn’t ask where I’d been or what I’d been doing. Just gave me a smile and took a sip from her cup. Even though I got her plenty dirty in the bedroom, she still looked like my angel, the sun glinting off her golden hair. Her eyes still held an innocence that I hoped she never lost. I might fuck her every way imaginable, and she might be the property of a dirty old biker, but there was a goodness to Ridley that I thought would always shine brightly.
“Did you do what I said?” I asked.
Her cheeks flushed and she nodded. “Sitting is… interesting. But I didn’t know how long you’d be gone so I didn’t want to just lie in bed all day.”
My gaze trailed down her slender throat and lingered on her breasts. The way her nipples were poking through her shirt, I wondered if she’d bothered to put on a bra. Maybe I’d make that a rule. Don’t wear a bra in the house. I liked the idea of being able to pull up her shirt and have instant access to those pink nipples. Sitting in that chair, she was at the perfect height for me to push them together and slide my dick between the plump mounds, fuck those gorgeous tits until I came all over her.
My cock hardened in my jeans just thinking about it.
“That look on your face,” she murmured. “Whatever you just thought about, you should do it.”
“What look?” I asked, my gaze still fastened on her chest.
“The hungry look that says you want to do something naughty to me, but for some reason you’re holding back.”
“You wearing a bra, baby girl?”
“No,” she said softly.
I pushed back my chair and came to stand next to her, turning her to face me. Without a word, I pulled her shirt over her head, watching her breasts bounce when they were freed. Ridley spread her legs, and I moved in closer, reaching for my belt buckle. I unfastened my pants and opened them enough to pull out my cock. This wasn’t going to work unless my dick was wet first. I touched her bottom lip and got her to drop her jaw. Feeding her my cock an inch at a time, I didn’t stop until I was balls deep. I thrust a few times, getting my shaft nice and slick, before I pulled free.
I adjusted my stance and pressed her breasts together before sliding my dick between them. Ridley’s eyes went wide a moment, and then she looked down to watch. With every upward thrust, my dick kissed her lips.
“Open, baby. Show me how much you love this cock.”
Ridley opened her mouth, her tongue flicking out to tease me with every stroke. I pumped hard and fast, mesmerized by the sight. My dick looked good fucking her like this, and it made me fucking hot when her mouth closed over me with every thrust. When I was close to coming, I decided I wanted to see my cum on her lips and plunged deep until I started coming. Most of it spurted into her mouth, but I pulled out and painted her lips with the rest. She swallowed it all and licked her lips clean.
“Take off those jeans, baby girl, and get your ass up on this table.”
She stood and shimmied out of her tight ass jeans, then sat on the edge of the table. I didn’t bother zipping up before I sat in the chair she’d just vacated. Her legs were sprawled on either side of me, that pretty pussy of hers open and so damn wet. I could see where my cum had dried on her earlier and fuck if I didn’t want to add more to it. I pushed her thighs wider apart and patted her slick little lips with my fingers.
“Who does this belong to?” I asked her.
“You. Only you.”
I trailed my fingers through her slick folds before plunging them inside her. “Is all this cream for me? You been thinking about me, baby girl?”
“Yes,” she said, biting back a moan.
“Were you thinking about the fucking I gave you this morning?”
Her cheeks turned pink and she shook her head.
“Was my naughty girl thinking about my cock in her ass?”
Her face flushed an even brighter red, and she nodded.
“That plug in your ass isn’t quite so uncomfortable anymore, is it? Maybe I need to make another trip to that store. Get one that vibrates.”
She whimpered, and fuck if she didn’t get even wetter.
“I think my angel’s a naughty girl who likes getting dirty.”
“Please, don’t make me wait, Venom.”
“That ass of yours is still going to be tight. I’m not fucking it until I have the lube handy. Doesn’t mean I can’t make my baby feel good, though. Why don’t you reach down here and spread that pussy wide for me?”
Her hand slipped between her legs and she spread her lips like I’d asked. She was so fucking pretty I could just stare at her for hours, all open and wet like this. I placed my mouth against her core, my tongue driving into her. Ridley cried out, and I felt her body tense. My hands pushed her thighs as wide as they would go as I feasted on her tender flesh. My tongue fucked her, lapping up all her cream, and making her beg for more. I knew what she wanted, but she was going to have to beg me for it.
I teased her, drawing out her pleasure. Every time I felt she was close to coming, I slowed down. My face was soaked, and her scent was driving me wild. She was laid out before me like a buffet, and I could have spent hours between her legs.
“Please, Venom,” she begged.
I growled and ravaged her sweet pussy.
“Make me come,” she pleaded.
My tongue delved deep and hard, again and again, and when I thought she couldn’t take another moment of it, I sucked her clit into my mouth so hard she came with a keening cry. Ridley lay panting when I drew away and wiped off my face. I stood, readjusted my pants, then kicked the chair over in my haste. I scooped her into my arms and took the stairs two at a time. After I carried her to the bedroom and eased her down onto the mattress, I reached for my clothes to strip them off.
“Don’t,” she said softly.
My hands froze on the waist of my jeans, my dick poking through my open zipper. “Don’t what, baby girl?”
“I liked you fucking me with your clothes on. It felt… I don’t know.”
“Felt dirty?” I asked.
She nodded.
“Hands and knees at the edge of the bed, baby girl. I’m going to give us what we both want.”
She got into position and I pushed my pants down far enough my dick and balls were out. If she wanted me to fuck her with my clothes on, that’s what I would do. Didn’t matter to me if I was naked as long as I got to fuck my beautiful girl. I slowly removed the plug from her ass and set it aside, then squeezed a generous amount of lube onto her little hole, before slicking my cock.
I stroked her with my fingers, making sure she was nice and wet and oh-so-ready for me. Ridley pressed her head to the mattress and moaned, shoving her ass back at me. When I felt she was as prepared as she was going to get, I placed the head of my cock at her opening.
“Breathe, baby girl, and push out.”
It took some work, but the head of my cock popped through the ring of muscle, and I took my time working my dick inside her. I palmed her ass cheeks, spreading them wide so I could watch as she stretched around my shaft.
“Fuck, baby. I think this is my new favorite thing. Am I hurting you?”
“No. I’m so full, but it doesn’t hurt.”
A few more thrusts and I was balls deep inside her. Christ, but it felt good. My cock jerked inside her, and I knew I
wouldn’t last too long. If I’d thought her pussy was tight, this was even better.
“You better hold on, baby girl. I’m about to ride this ass hard and deep. You tell me if I need to stop.”
She made a soft sound I took as consent, and I began driving into her. I’d never felt anything so fucking incredible in my life. The sight of my cock fucking her was almost enough to make me come, but I’d be damned if I did before she’d gotten hers.
“Play with your clit, baby girl. Make yourself come. You’re going to squeeze my cock so fucking good, aren’t you?”
It didn’t take her long before she was coming so hard I nearly saw stars with how tight she gripped me. I took her like a man possessed, driving into her again and again, until I’d fucked every bit of my cum into her ass. When I pulled out, I was breathing like I’d run a damn marathon, but my dick was still hard. My cum was so deep in her ass, I’d be willing to bet it would still be there tomorrow.
Ridley collapsed onto the bed and rolled onto her back.
“I didn’t hurt you?” I asked.
“No. It felt… different, but a good different.”
I braced myself over her and brushed my lips against hers. “I hope you don’t have plans to leave this bed anytime soon.”
“I’m sure you could persuade me to stay in bed.”
“Oh yeah?” I smiled down at her.
“What if I told you I needed you again?”
I pushed away from the bed and stood up. Ridley spread her legs in invitation, and fuck if I was going to ignore it. I quickly stripped out of my clothes and cleaned myself up, then I spent the next several hours fucking the gorgeous woman I’d claimed for my own.
Chapter Nine
Ridley
It had been over a month since I’d come to the compound seeking refuge. I’d found so much more. Way more, I thought as I looked at the little stick on the bathroom counter. In all the weeks we’d been together, not once had Venom talked to me about kids. I’d known that if he kept taking me without protection that sooner or later I’d end up pregnant. I just wasn’t certain if that had been his plan all along, or if he’d thought I was on the pill. Plenty of women took them, even if they weren’t sexually active, but the hormones in them messed with my body, and my doctor had advised against them. I should have said something sooner, should have told him, but every time Venom touched me I couldn’t think, only feel.
What the fuck was I going to do?
I buried the stick at the back of the bathroom drawer and hid the box in the bottom of the trash can. I would tell him, but I wasn’t sure this was the right time. He’d been distant lately, as if something heavy weighed on his mind. It was probably just shit with the club, but I had to wonder.
Wire had turned over everything to the Feds like he’d said he would. My stepdad’s crimes had been all over the news. Everyone now knew that Richard Benton III had been a sick man who preyed on young girls, had lost his family fortune, and had tried to sell his own stepdaughter as a way of fixing the situation. My name was kept out of the latest news and the search for me had ended, and for that I was thankful. But I knew the story that Mom and my stepdad had fled the country was false, and I wondered how many people would be willing to believe it. No one mentioned my stepmonster little brother, and while he was just a kid caught in a bad situation, I wasn’t about to ask Venom to bring him here. Someone would take him in -- one of his relatives on the Benton side.
I’d seen the look on Venom’s face when he’d watched those videos. No, my mom and stepdad hadn’t fled like the news said. I might not know what really happened, but I had a feeling that if anyone went looking for Mom and Richard, they’d have to look six feet deep. Venom never mentioned it to me, and I never asked. As long as they were out of my life, I didn’t much care. The woman had been my mother, and I should have felt something, but we’d never been close, and betrayal had killed any feelings I might have once had for her. I hoped she was roasting in hell.
The news didn’t say anything about Fernando Montoya, though, and that worried me. The man had left me alone so far, and might not even know where I was hiding, but how long would that last? It frightened me, knowing that I now carried a life inside me, and that monster was still free. I knew Venom didn’t want to get involved directly, was worried about the repercussions of going after a man like Montoya, but I didn’t want to live in fear. I wanted to know that I was safe, that my baby was safe.
The door slammed downstairs, and I heard Venom’s booted steps coming up the stairs. I met him in the bedroom, trying to keep the worry from my face. He looked haggard but determined. His lips brushed across mine, and he pulled me into his arms, just holding me. There was no place I loved more than being pressed against Venom with his arms around me. I always felt safe, protected, and even loved. He’d never said the L word to me, and maybe he never would. But it was there in his eyes when he looked at me, and that was enough.
“Rough day?” I asked.
“Something like that. Just got some bad news.”
I pulled back and cupped his jaw. “Does it have to do with me?”
“You’re safe, Ridley. I’m not going to let anyone get to you.”
“It’s Montoya, isn’t it? He’s still free.”
Venom sighed and sank onto the edge of the bed. “I didn’t want to bring this shit home to you.”
“If I’m in danger, I need to know.”
“The Feds aren’t going after Montoya. Apparently, he’s a small fish in an even bigger pond, and they’re going for the top guy. No one even knew someone was pulling Montoya’s strings, and fuck if I know what to do about it all.”
“It’s been a month,” I reasoned. “Maybe he’s forgotten about me.”
His eyes were tortured as he looked at me.
“Or maybe not,” I muttered.
“Wire has been keeping tabs on that site. The Feds and the Columbians managed to get it pulled down, but Montoya started another one. You’re on there, Ridley, and it’s so much fucking worse. With Richard and your mom gone, he knows the heat coming down on him has to do with you. He uploaded all the videos. Every fucking one. And the sick things he’s posted… ” Venom closed his eyes. “Fuck!”
“What does this mean for me? For us?” I asked softly.
“The things he’s offering those men, what he said they could do to you… the bidding is in the millions, baby girl. That man isn’t going to sit back and let you slip through his fingers.”
My heart hammered in my chest. “You have to go after him, Venom. I know you’re worried about the club and the heat it could bring down on your guys, but you have to stop him. Permanently.”
“Ridley…”
I hadn’t planned to tell him like this, but I grabbed his hand and placed it over my belly.
He stared a moment, his brow furrowed, then he gazed up at me in wonder. “You’re pregnant?”
“Yeah. So it’s not just my life on the line anymore, Venom. If he finds me, he’ll probably kill your son or daughter. I love you, so damn much it hurts, and I never want anything bad to happen to you. But I need you to fight for our family.”
Venom pulled me down onto his lap and kissed me fiercely. “I fucking love you, Ridley. You’re mine, this baby is mine, and no one is ever going to hurt either one of you.”
“So what are we going to do?” I asked.
“There has to be a way to take out Montoya without the club physically getting involved. I want this shit to stay away from our doorstep. It’s no good for me to take the bastard out if it’s only going to bring more danger within reach of you.”
“Wire?” I asked.
He nodded. “Let’s go see Wire.”
When we reached the clubhouse, the place was packed. Music blasted and I could smell the sex and alcohol from outside. Seemed it was a rowdy night and I was about to see way more of the guys and the club sluts than I wanted. Venom gripped my hand and I focused on the back of his cut as we made our way back to Wire’s
room. Thankfully, I only saw a bare ass or two out of the corner of my eye before I was safely behind a closed door in Wire’s sanctuary.
“You told her?” Wire asked. “What happened to keeping her in the dark while we figured this shit out?”
“She’s pregnant,” Venom said. “This shit needs to end now.”
Wire ran a hand down his face. “All right. Look, I can fuck with the man’s bank accounts, I can hack into his systems and wipe out the website, but those are just temporary things. The site will go back up, and he’ll eventually figure out someone tampered with his accounts. They’ll never find my trail, but there’s no guarantee he won’t tie the incidents to Ridley. It will just piss him off more.”
“So there’s nothing you can do?” I asked. “I just sit and wait for him to come for me?”
“No, baby girl.” Venom squeezed my hand. “How much money do we have right now?”
Wire shrugged. “Roughly, a little over a million.”
My eyes went wide. “You guys have over a million dollars?”
“Guns and drugs pay well,” Wire said. “And that’s just in the club account. Each member who helps with a job gets a cut.”
Venom growled. “She doesn’t need to know all that.”
“Venom, I never thought you were an angel. I know what the one-percent patch on your cut means. You guys are outlaws, and I’m fine with that. As long as you come home to me every night in one piece, and your jobs don’t endanger me and the baby, I don’t care how you make your money.” I frowned. “But you better not be selling those drugs to kids.”
“We don’t sell to them, but I can’t guarantee the drugs don’t end up in their hands anyway. I know you don’t like it, baby girl, but it’s just the way things are. At least we aren’t like Montoya and selling little girls. That shit’s fucked up.” Venom kissed my cheek. “Try not to worry about club business. I’ll keep you safe, and that’s all you need to worry about.”
There wasn’t much I could say to that. I’d agreed to this way of life when I’d told him to claim me, and I didn’t regret it. I might not like how the club made its money, but he was right. There were worse ways of making a dollar.