Connors' Devils (Devil's Riot MC Book 5)

by E. C. Land

  Inwardly shaking my head, I come to the realization that if they’re going to wash their hands of me after this, I need them one last time.

  Looking up, I place a tentative kiss to Casey’s lips before turning to do the same with Dagen.

  I move to sit up between them and remove my shirt. Once it's over my head, I glance at them, letting them see how much I need them right now.

  Still sitting between them, I lean over Dagen and I kiss his chest several times as I run a hand along Casey’s. I don’t want either of them to think I want one more than the other. And I want to show them both just how much I love them. No matter what happens next, whether they leave me behind or stay, I’ll have this memory.

  Lifting my head, I focus on their faces. “I need you, both of you. I want to feel you both taking me and making me yours, even if it’s for just a little while. Please?” I whisper, holding their gaze.

  Dagen’s hand shoots out, grabbing my arm and pulling back down between them. “Mo chroí, you are ours. Our woman, our ol’ lady, and hopefully, soon enough, our wife. Don’t think we’d let you go over some bullshit that asshole is trying to start. No, he’ll get what’s coming to him. You and Logan will never have to fear him again. I won’t speak for Gadget on the way he feels even if I know it, but I’ll tell you now, I fuckin’ love you more than life. Same with your son,” he growls, his eyes filled with emotion.

  “He’s right, baby. We both love you too fuckin’ much to ever let you go,” Casey murmurs.

  Nodding my head, I let their words sink in a minute. Once they do, I smile and lean down again, kissing each of them passionately.

  Hands begin to roam over my body and I become hotter by the second.

  Suddenly, Dagen flips me to my back as he and Casey move to sit up, one on either side of me, smiling as they begin to lavish my body with their tongues, placing kisses down my chest only to lick their way back up and circle my nipples. Moaning, I arch my back into them, needing more. My body seems to come alive for them in a way I know without a doubt I’m ruined for anyone else. As if there would ever be another. No, not after these two.

  Dagen lifts his mouth from my nipple to look at me. “You sure you want both of us, baby?”

  Nodding my head, I respond, “I need you both.” I moan as Casey sucks harder on the nipple he has in his mouth. Oh, fuck, I swear they can make me come just with their mouths.

  “Okay, but if it becomes too much, you need to speak up, got it?” Dagen rasps out.

  Nodding enthusiastically, I reach for him, wanting his mouth, which he gives me without hesitation. Running my hands along Dagen’s body, he groans when I get to his dick and cup him through the shorts he’s wearing. Needing to feel him without barriers, I tug the shorts down and grasp his dick in my hand. He pulls back from my mouth as I begin to stroke him. Casey moves to take Dagen’s place, thrusting his tongue into my mouth as he runs a hand down my stomach and down between my legs, cupping my pussy.

  When Dagen moves, I reluctantly release him. Without looking in his direction, I feel him get off the bed and then hear the opening and closing of a drawer before he’s back. Moving between my legs, Dagen spreads them and I feel something cold, which I can only assume is lube, as he runs it along my ass.

  “I gotta make sure you’re ready for us, baby,” Dagen says as he presses a finger just inside my ass, letting me adjust to the stretching before he slides it further. He does this a few more times, adding a finger as he goes.

  Casey continues to kiss me all the while running his hands up and down my body, giving my nipples attention and then moving back down to finger my pussy.

  I’m ready to scream in frustration with the need to come but not being able to. With every touch, I’m kept on the edge of coming. I feel like any second, with just the right movement, I could fall over the edge into oblivion.

  When Dagen moves back, he lays down next to me as Casey pulls away from my mouth. Furrowing my brows, I don’t understand what’s happening. Are they done?

  “Come here, baby,” Dagen says, pulling me over him to straddle his lap. He lines his dick up with my pussy and thrusts home. I scream out at the forcefulness of it, pain mixed with pleasure as he begins to go deeper than the last time in this position. Glancing to Casey, I see him moving toward me while opening a condom with his teeth. Where did he get that from?

  “You ready, baby?” he asks while slipping the condom over his dick.

  Nodding, I can barely keep from screaming in protest when Dagen stops his movements. They’re trying to kill me.

  “Easy, mo chroí. Just be patient. It will all be worth it.” Dagen groans, holding me still when I try to move against him.

  “Lean into Dragon and just relax and breathe,” Casey says while pressing the tip of his dick to my ass. I do as he says and he begins to push inside me. Burning sensations consume my body as he slowly drives forward. The further he goes, the less it burns and turns into a pleasure I’ve never known could exist.

  When Casey’s all the way in, Dagen begins to move again and I scream out as the most intense orgasm hits me. They move in sync with each other. As I begin to come down from one orgasm, another one begins. Pushing back into them, they both thrust faster, hitting spots I never knew a woman could have. I can feel their dicks twitching and know they’re close to coming just as one more orgasm hits me, causing me to see stars as my vision blurs. Seconds later, they follow me into bliss as they come.

  I collapse against Dagen’s chest and feel Casey against my back.

  “Fuck, that was . . . fuckin’ hell, I don’t think there’s a word in the dictionary to describe it,” Casey says while trying to catch his breath. Slowly, he slides out of me, kissing my shoulder before climbing off the bed to dispose of the condom.

  Closing my eyes, I instantly fall into a peaceful sleep against Dagen’s chest.

  24

  Dragon

  A week has passed since the night Gadget and I took Connors at the same time. And every night since, we’ve both fucked her, taking turns and during the day. Gadget said there wasn’t a word to describe the sex we have with her, but I have one— air. She’s the air I breathe, and I couldn’t live without her. That’s why I’m sitting here in church waiting to hear if we have any answers.

  Thankfully, Connors agreed to stay at the clubhouse with us when we explained it would be safer than at the house. Even Emerson reluctantly agreed, though I think Hades wishes she wasn’t here. Since she first walked in the door of the clubhouse, Emerson has been nothing but a bitch toward him yet nice to the rest of us. The only time either woman left is when Connors took Logan to school with either Gadget or I, and Emerson went to work with a prospect tagging along. Shit, Logan thought it was cool that while he’s at recess, he could see Shadow, who we keep on him while he’s at school. The boy already knew most of the members from the afterschool program Gadget and I started, but Shadow is his favorite considering he sneaks him chocolates all the damn time.

  I’m sure Connors is having a hard time adjusting to not working because since the first day at the clubhouse, she’s cleaned the entire place from top to bottom.

  Shaking my head, needing to focus on the meeting, I turn to face our Prez, Twister.

  “We haven’t heard any more movement from the Diaz cartel. However, I won’t be surprised if they try some sneaky bullshit. According to Javier, it seems they are trying to silently make waves in the water after the shit that happened at the docks. And from what he hears, they’ve decided to leave the Dragons Fire MC alone, which in my book is damn good. It’s one less thing we gotta worry about, especially with us having ol’ ladies in the club who are pregnant. I refuse to have yet another shit-show come to our doorstep and invade this club. Which brings me to everything going on with Connors. We need to ramp up the security around the clubhouse,” Twister states, leaning forward and bracing his elbows on the table.

  “I agree with Prez on the security needing to be adjusted,” Hades grumbles, still
pissed from his encounter with Emerson this morning when he came into the clubhouse smelling like a French whorehouse as she claimed he did. I don’t know what happened between them, but from the way he reacted when she’d stormed off back toward the rooms, I can only guess they hooked up once.

  “Gadget, do we have any more of those fancy cams you designed?” Horse asks.

  “Yeah, I’ve been meaning to hook them up,” Gadget says, looking up from the laptop in front of him.

  “Let’s get it done,” Twister orders.

  “I’ll get it done as soon as we end church.” Nodding his head, he focuses back on the laptop.

  “Where are we with Hydro? Have we found a location for him?” At Twister’s question, my shoulders tense tenfold and my fists clench at his name. I’ll be happy to get my hands on him for what he did to Connors. No woman should have gone through what she did. And I’m sure some still go through it every day. Thankfully, she was able to get out.

  Shooting me a look, Gadget clears his throat. Fuck, I’m not gonna like what he’s about to say.

  “Hydro is a slimy bastard. I’ve been looking at everything I can find on him, and I swear to fuck when we catch up with him, he will fuckin’ die a long and torturous death. Before he married Connors, he’d had another wife with the same name as Stephanie,” he says, holding a hand up to stop anyone from interrupting him. “I know Connors doesn’t like being called by the name, which is why we all call her by her last name. Well, from what I’ve seen so far, his first wife died from strangulation. No one could prove it was him since there were no reports of abuse, but according to the autopsy report she showed signs of it. Several of her ribs were cracked and she had bruised organs.” Gadget continues explaining his theory that Hydro replaced his first wife with our woman after she died ‘cause he liked to keep a plaything. And ironically, she had the same first name as the dead wife.

  Slamming my fist against the table, I take a deep breath in an attempt to calm down, which isn’t working. At this point, the only thing that will is to see Connors.

  “I get you’re pissed, Dragon, and I don’t blame you one bit, but you need to calm down so we can come up with a plan to keep y’alls’ ol’ lady safe along with her son,” Twister says in a firm voice.

  “Blood or not, Lo is our son as well,” I mutter.

  “Well, then good. I knew you both bonded with him through the afterschool program you started. Lo deserves to have dads like you two and I’ll proudly call him my nephew,” Twister says, and all the brothers surrounding the table call out their agreements. “Alright, now, back on track, do we know where the fucker is?”

  “Far as I can tell, he is still at the Dragons Fire clubhouse. Doesn’t mean he doesn’t have eyes. In the letter he sent to Connors, he gave her a week to come to him on her own. That was well over a week ago. According to her, it’s close to two.”

  “So here’s what I’m thinking, and we can vote on it. We have the charity event this weekend. I’m sure she wants to go, but with all the people there, it’s best she stays here. After this weekend, we put all the ol’ ladies on semi lockdown, none of them go anywhere alone and Connors doesn’t leave the clubhouse. What do you all think?” Twister asks.

  “I think it’s a good idea, though I think the ol’ ladies should go on lockdown starting today. They can still do the charity event since we will all be close and I’m sure Dragon and Gadget will be staying here with Connors,” Horse says in agreement.

  “Then all in favor of a semi lockdown?” Ayes fill the room as each brother speaks up at the same time.

  “Good, then as of today, all the ol’ ladies are on at least a semi lockdown. You all with ol’ ladies, good luck informing them of the news. I know for a fact this is going to piss Izzy off, but she’ll understand after she throws me her attitude,” Twister chuckles, banging the gavel down. Izzy is known for her rants around here, especially when it comes to lockdowns.

  Sliding my chair back, I get out of my seat without another word and head for the one person I need to set eyes on. I need to hold her in my arms after hearing the information Gadget just told us. I could feel something was bugging him for the last day or so, but fuck, I didn’t know it was that bad. This shit storm is getting worse by the minute and there’s no end in sight.

  25

  Connors

  I think I might slowly be going insane with having so much time on my hands. If a person could die of boredom, I’d be dead already. I’m so used to the routine of getting up, going to work, sleeping and repeating along with spending time with Logan. Since the guys asked me to come stay at the clubhouse for Lo’s and my safety, I have literally cleaned this place from top to bottom and even started planning Thanksgiving with the help of the girls.

  I smile at how they’ve completely taken me into their fold. Granted, they’ve always treated me nice whenever they saw me and always requested me at the hospital. It’s a new feeling for me since I haven’t been friends with anyone besides Emerson because of Nick and his demented rules for me.

  With everything going on, I’ve been doing the best I can to control my fear. The guys have been so great with me and letting me know they have it all taken care of. But what’s there to handle? I don’t know what’s going on, and with the way Casey has been acting the last few days, things must be bad. As much as I want to pry and question them about what’s going on, I’ve learned you never ask about club business. I’ve barely seen either of them except for when it’s time for bed. At which point they take the time to spend with Logan before coming to bed and giving me the attention I’ve come to crave from the both of them. But Casey’s mood has changed dramatically. He hasn’t really talked unless spoken to and even then, he gave one-word answers.

  As baffled as I am about Casey’s mood, I’m sure Dagen would have said something by now if it wasn’t normal. I get back to finalizing the list of groceries the club needs for not just this week but for Thanksgiving as well.

  With Logan at school and the club members holding church, I’m alone in the main room. Well, I say that, but not really. There’s a few clubwhores who have made their way in here, some of whom give me the evil eye as they go about their business. I’m surprised they could have such confidence in themselves to walk around pretty much showing the world what their momma gave them. Nope, not really. They’re whores for a reason. They think they can bully these men into being theirs and that for sure isn’t gonna happen.

  One in particular stares daggers my way as I stand to go behind the bar and make another cup of coffee.

  “So you’re the one taking our Dragon and Gadget away from us,” a voice from behind me says. Turning around, I find the woman who’d been staring the hardest. I’m sure she’s about to try and start shit. That’s what they do. Bitches like her are conniving twat munchers who think the world should kiss their asses and turn them into gold.

  Without answering her, I turn back to the task at hand, refilling my coffee cup.

  “See, I told you she was an uptight bitch. Thinks she’s too good to talk to any of us,” another voice sneers.

  Turning back to them, I hold their gaze. “Now, why would I want to talk to a whore who spends more time on her knees fuckin’ and suckin’ than trying to be an actual decent person,” I ask sweetly to the one who called me a bitch before focusing on the other one. “As for taking Dragon and Gadget away from you all, are you serious? They’re men, not toys that can be stolen on the playground.”

  “Who do you think you are, talking to us that way? We’ve been here longer than you and we’ll sure as fuck be here when those men are done with your uptight snobbish ass. I don’t even know what they see in a bitch like you.”

  “You mean besides a woman who has enough self-respect to not fuck everything within a five-mile radius then turn around and do it again? Honey, I’m a doctor. Should I go get my med kit and run tests to be sure you’ll live to see sixty, or maybe even forty at the rate you’re heading in life. Not a single man in this
club would make either of you an ol’ lady. You’ve fucked too many of their brothers and probably half the town. Now, run along before I catch a disease from you breathing the same air as me. This uptight pussy has two men to please,” I finish while moving to the end of the bar only to look up and find we have an audience.

  Well, shit, from the look on my men’s faces, I’d say they heard everything that was just said.

  “Damn, brothers. I don’t think I’ve seen Nikki or Susie Cue look so damn pissed.” Hades laughs as he moves around Dagen. Patting me on the shoulder, he says, “Wish we’d have recorded that. I think my favorite part was about your uptight pussy pleasing your men. Yo, VP! Kenny’s gonna be pissed she missed this shit. I think it actually sits up there with her record for this kind of shit.”

  “Shut the hell up.” “Fuck off,” Dagen and Casey growl at the same time.

  Laughing, Hades moves away from all of us as he heads to the bar to get his own cup of coffee.

  “Gadget, please tell me that shit was on the security cameras. Kenny will flip her lid if she doesn’t see Connors’s speech about them being sixty,” Horse grumbles.

  I continue to stare at Dagen and Casey while they do the same at me. Did I do something wrong?

  Ducking my head down, I turn and move to the table I’d been sitting at before I got up to get my coffee.

  All of a sudden, I’m swept up over Gadget’s shoulder. “Well, you heard her. She’s got two men to please,” he calls out. The room fills with catcalls and whistles as he walks toward the bedroom I share with him and Dagen. Pressing my hands against his back, I push myself up enough to see Dagen following right behind us.