by Brair Lake
“Are you happy, Alex?”
“I think I’m contented, Mia. I have a good woman on my lap. I’m surround by people who love me and who I love. And I enjoy my life. What about you?”
“I think for tonight, I’m going to dream all is well. That there are no bogeyman hiding in the bayou.”
“I can go with that. Now be the good woman I said you are and kiss me.”
Mia’s lips are sweet when she touches my mouth and as I slip my tongue into the honeyed cavern, I taste the beer she’s just finished.
Chapter 28
Mia: Demon’s Liar compound Noir Valley
Alex’s warmth seeps through me as I watch Demon’s Lair sail down the Mississippi. Its lights bright in the growing darkness. Night after night, I have sailed in her. Never noticing how beautiful she is as she glides through the dark waters of the Mississippi. The bench is far enough away from the party that the roars of the baseball game, which continues in the growing dusk light, doesn’t spoil the silence Alex and I have fallen into and I snuggle deeper into his body. The fingers stroking my thigh leaves my flesh burning and a smile plays on my lips. Alex doesn’t do cuddles. Hell, he’s only just started holding my hand in public. Before that, he would walk beside me. Shit, used to roll out of bed after we had sex. If, if the bed was wider, I’m sure he would roll to the edge to sleep. Now he curls into me, surrounding my back as he holds my hand in his sleep. For the last two nights, I’ve laid awake, contented just to have him hold me.
“You’re quiet. What are you planning?” Alex asked.
The low timber of his voice vibrates against the back of my neck. As cool as the night has turned, heat floods me. “Nothing. I’m simply enjoying this.” I wave my arm into the air.
“You are.” Alex turns his head, and I follow his gaze. The small game of baseball has grown into a rowdy battle of the sexes. Music plays in the background and although TJ has abandoned the barbeque pit, flames still flick and someone brought more burgers and bread rolls, and people are helping themselves. Alex slips his fingers around mine and gives me a nudge. “Let’s go for a walk.”
I smile as I glance around the compound. There’s not much space for a long walk, but I tighten my hold on his as I nod. “Where to?”
“You see those trees over there.” I glance where Alex is pointing to and nod. “There.”
As we slip from the party, no-one notices us disappearing. When we reach the outskirts of the copse, an owl hoots, I jump, Alex sniggers and I glare at him. “Careful, Mia. We don’t want any unnecessary heroics.”
“I am being careful.” Although we are not far from the party. The music is nothing more than a low buzz, and the lights a distant faint glow.
“I should have brought a blanket.” Alex said.
“What for?”
Alex’s chuckle turns my knees to jelly and I lick my lips as he shrugs out of his cut and jacket. The cut, he places on a low branch, his jacket he spreads over the ground, near a tree. As he sits on the jacket, he pulls me down beside him. His fingers light as they brush over my arm and I shiver. “Cold?”
I’m anything but cold as Alex pulls me in closer and I shake my head. “We could have stayed on the bench and watched the river.”
Alex’s chin rubs against my head as he nods, “we could have. But then I couldn’t have done this.”
His lips touch mine. They are gentle as he tastes me. Savors me. I want more and I slip my fingers into his hair, bringing his mouth closer to mine. The soft kiss of moments ago is gone. This kiss is demanding as Alex slips his tongue into my mouth. He tastes of spicy sauce and onions with lashings of beer, and I want more. I wrap my tongue around his and we dance and tangle. The world dips when Alex pushes me onto my back without releasing my lips. We shuffle. His body slips between my legs and my fingers tighten in his hair. I close my eyes, abandoning myself to his touch and taste. When his lips leave mine, I moan, then sigh as he scatters small kisses on my chin, moving to my neck. When he finds the pulse at the base of my throat, the owl hoots again and I jump back into the ground, banging my head in the process. “Shit.” I rub the back of my head and when Alex’s chuckle seeps into my conscious, I shake his shoulder. “It’s not funny.”
“It is. I’m trying to seduce you. And you keep jumping at a stupid bird.”
“Shut up and kiss me.”
“With pleasure.” Alex’s lips return to mine. His mouth hard and demanding, and I accept each thrust of his tongue with an answering dart of my own. As our tongues battle, Alex slips his fingers under my tee-shirt and when cool air brushes against my sensitive flesh, a gasp escapes me. The pulse in my clit is heavy, and I thrust my hips into his hand. The kiss is broken.
“Alex.”
“Shush. I’m not going anywhere.” He pulls back and drags my top over my head.
“Shit, Mia. I knew it.”
I blink into the darkness. Alex is a shadow over me and as he strokes my flesh, I don’t panic, but relax. He cups one of my breasts. His thumb gliding over the growing nub. As he presses and flickers the bud, blood seeps, engorging the tip. “I knew you weren’t wearing a bra.” He sniggers as he looks at me. His breath warm. “I should spank you for teasing me. Instead.” Alex’s warm breath teases against the flesh of my breast as he sucks on the tip of tit. His tongue lashes and swirls around the bud, and I thrust my hips into him as I arch my head back. Alex doesn’t free my tit as he teases and tastes my flesh. His mouth, tongue and teeth ruthless as he nips and pulls my skin. With each nip, the pulse in my clit throbs. The owl hoots again, but Alex’s touch is driving me crazy and I ignore it. Alex pulls back. His gaze scorching my flesh as he strokes the flesh from my waist to my breast. His fingers a whisper of a touch. I ignore the throb of my pussy as it begs for attention and welcome Alex’s touch as he draws pattern after pattern on my naked flesh. His head lowers, and when he finds the tip of my other breast, he plays with it. His mouth hot as he swathes my flesh. A shudder rocks through me when he glides his hand down to the waistband of my shorts. His fingers swift as he deals with the button and zip. Then I am lying naked in the dark in the bayou. Faint laughter from the party surrounds me and my fingers tighten on Alex’s shoulder.
“Are you okay?”
I nod “Don’t stop.”
“I wasn’t planning to.” His chuckle warms me, and a gasp escapes me as Alex raises my hips to press light kisses against my stomach. His lips leaving a wet trail as he moves lower. “I can smell you, Mia.” Alex places a light kiss on my pubic bone. “You smell of the earth.” He places another kiss on my inner thigh. “You smell of sex.” As he kisses the back of my knee, he chuckles. “You’re preparing yourself for me, Mia.” Another kiss on the back of my knee and I curl my toe as I arch my neck. My pussy screams for attention. The gentle throb of earlier replaced with a heavier, demanding pulse. I curl my fingers as they yearn to reach out and touch myself. But that’s not what I want. I want Alex’s mouth on me. “If I slip my finger in, I bet you would grip on it and never let go.”
“I’d rather have your cock.”
“I bet you would. You naughty girl.” Alex’s tongue is at the back of my calf. His fingers light as he caresses the flesh. “You smell so sweet, Mia. Like innocence.” Alex nips and sucks the flesh behind my knee. His tongue teasing the flesh. “But you’re not innocent.” He drops my leg and although I am bare, it’s only when he pulls away, I find myself vulnerable, naked. His hands linger at my hips. Then the world swings as he spins me over. He leans over me as I lay my head on his jacket. His jacket smells of him and I breathe in deep. My body stills when his fingers slide down my spine. His hand sweeps over my ass and I still as his finger finds the small hole. His touch is teasing as he plays with the puckered flesh. “Next time, Mia. I’m going to play here.” His lips are soft and swift as he kisses the flesh. My breath is trapped in my mouth. “I’ve bought you a gift, Mia.” He chuckles and my flesh vibrates as my fingers curl into the dry soil. “Unfortunately, it’s on the riverboat.
” He kisses me again and I clench my thighs. The air fills with the sound of metal against metal as he frees his zipper. He leans over me. His mouth close to my ear. “You see what you do to me, Mia.” He nibbles my ear and I close my eyes. His dick brushes against the flesh of my ass cheeks. I squeeze my thighs. If Alex doesn’t hurry up and finish, I’ll be coming before he is in me. “You make me forget things. You make me forget the little promises I’ve made myself.” A shiver slithers through me. His hand slides over the curve of my ass cheek. “Next time, Mia. I’m taking you there.” His fingers slip further down, and he parts my swollen lips. His touch bliss as he caresses the sensitive flesh. As I relax into his touch. The head of his cock brushes against my burning skin. “But tonight, Mia,” he prods at my pussy hole and I relax against him. “Tonight. I’m going to take you here.” Then he is in me. There are no gentle prods. Just one deep thrust and the air escapes me on a grunt as I push against him. As I thrust against him, Alex surges into me. His hands on my tits. Squeezing them as he plunges deep into me. This is no easy loving. This is one of domination. One of power. And I accept every thrust willingly.
“Alex.”
Alex thrusts. My clit throbs, but he continues to hold on to my tits and I gasp for air. The owl hoots. My body shudders and with a roar in my ear. Alex shots his cum. He thrusts again. Unable to hold back as the coils of tightly wound nerves in my stomach breaks free, my body rocks with my orgasm. Alex is still in me as I lean on my arms and breathe in deep.
Chapter 29
Alex: Demon’s Lair Noir Valley
All I want is my razor, shampoo and a quick shower before church with Day and the brothers, and as I reach for the shampoo at the back of the small bathroom cabinet, one of Mia’s infernal toiletry bottles falls into the sink, which is followed by a second bottle as several other items follow in swift pursuit into the sink and floor. As I watch, with my hand on the edge of the shelf to stop anything else falling in this strange game of dominos, a groan escapes me. Shit, I don’t remember Jo-Leigh being this unorganized with her stuff. As I pick up the face cream from the sink, I shake my head. Shit, I don’t remember Jo-Leigh having this much crap either.
“Throw your dirty clothes in the laundry basket, and I’ll do it later.” Mia’s voice drifts into the bathroom and I glance at the basket in question. It’s brimming with her clothes. Shit, Mia’s later, can mean anytime from today up to, if not longer, sometime in the future. Turning my attention back to the cabinet, I finally manage to grab my things and carefully return all of Mia’s. The shower is quick and when I return to the bedroom, Mia is slouched on the bed reading a magazine. Her ankle rests on her knee and her foot taps in the air.
“Your plans for today are to do the laundry?” Mia’s foot continues to tap and when I look at her, I notice the headphones. “I know you know I’m here, Mia.”
Mia’s lips quirk as she continues to read. “You’re not dressed, Alex. I’m not looking at you until you have clothes on.” Mia pats the bed. “I’ve just made this and you’re not going to mess it up again.”
I chuckle as I reach for my last pair of clean jeans. “You’re safe, Mia. I have a meeting otherwise we would still be in the shower.”
Mia peers over her magazine as I push my cock into my jeans and hold my hand over it as it nudges at the gleam in her bright gaze. “Maybe I should talk to Day about these meetings of his.”
“Are you horny, Mia?”
Mia drops her magazine, pulling out the earphones as she leans against the headboard. “Now why would I be horny. When you always leave me well sated.”
With my tee-shirt in hand, I stroll over to the bed and sit beside the blond and my gaze drops to her tits. For some unknown reason, Mia has stopped wearing a bra and I watch the little buds grow as they press against her silk top. “It’s because I leave you well satisfied, you’re horny. And don’t deny it.” Tempted by her smile, I lean over and kiss her. As our tongues mesh, I seek out one of her breasts, tweaking the swollen bud. Mia groans as she leans into my hand. The kiss deepening as I grip her hairs. A kiss which leaves me breathless when it is over. “In the top drawer are a couple of gifts. I’ll be back later to play with them.” With one last deep tongue dance, I rise from the bed. “Don’t forget the laundry, Mia. Otherwise I we don’t play.”
Mia’s “Shit,” follows me out of the door as I hear the drawer slam with a resounding thud. To keep Humphrey company as I know she enjoys playing with toys, I bought her a sweet little present.
“Shit. I hate it when you grin like that.”
I watch Day enter the office. Although his lips are grim, laughter sparkles in his eyes, and I shrug as I sit in the chair in front of his desk. TJ and Leon are by the window which faces the compound. Bastion is by the window facing the river. Kit and Oyster have propped themselves up against the far wall.
“Grin like what,” I said.
Day rolls a piece of paper, throwing it over the desk, and it rebounds off my forehead. “Like Leon and Bastion after they’ve left their ol’ ladies. It only means one thing.”
I chuckle as I place a foot on the desk and scratch my nose. “Mia said she’s going to do the laundry.”
TJ responds to Oyster’s snort with a snigger. “Last time she offered to do my washing. I had just bought this tee-shirt, and she dyed the fucker some kind of blue.” He shakes his head. “I wouldn’t have minded, if it had turned blue all over, but there were blotches of white. Ended up turning it into a duster.”
I raise my bottle at him. “That my friend is why you don’t buy white.”
“That’s why you don’t get Mia to do your wash. Get one of the other women to do it.” Day’s smile deepens. “They’re happy to do it. Especially if you’re just about to kick them out of bed.”
“As much fun as it is to chat about laundry. Can we get down to business?” Kit’s voice is dull, and I turn to him and wink.
“I’m more than happy not to talk about my laundry.” As Day talks about the casino, I think of Mia, the gifts I left for her and the fun we’ll have later. I would love to have seen her face when she opened the butt plugs. Three in total. Each one a different size. Something nice and small to start my girl off. My cock twitches as I imagine inserting the butt plug between her sweet little rosette hole, then sinking my cock into her creamy pussy. I close my eyes. I can already see the pleasure on her face as she shudders on and around my pulsing cock. Day’s voice breaks into my daydreams and I shuffle in my chair.
“We set sail at eight tonight, TJ. Will you be joining us?” Day’s gaze is steady as he watches the biker. For the last few weeks, TJ’s had the pleasure of watching Delaney’s office. The beauty of this duty being he was excused from working shifts at Demon’s Lair.
TJ scratches his chin. “Will Mal be there.”
Day nods. “Yeah, she wants to go through the books. Do you have a problem with that?”
TJ’s eye close as he runs his hands through his hair. “Copper’s watching the shop. And I heard Delaney’s back. Best if I return to Noir Valley.”
“I should watch his office,” I said.
TJ shakes his head. “No. You’re the target for the man. Better if I watch. He’s not out to get me.”
I stand and pace the room, joining Bastion by the window. “I need to do something. It’s my woman he threatened.”
Bastion pats me on the shoulder, his lips twisting in a mockery of a smile. “And when he strikes. We can do something. Until then. We take his bullshit and watch him.”
“Shit.” Leon slips his cell phone into the back pocket of his jeans, then grabs his jacket. “That was Firebird. Shit, Bastion. It’s your house.”
Bastion turns from me. His keys in his hands. “What about my house?”
“It’s on fire.”
A chair clutters and I watch Day grab his cut and keys, then follow Bastion from the room. I have my keys in my hands and follow my brothers out of the room. My heart pounds and I rejoice silently knowing Mia is on the boat.<
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When we arrive at Bastion’s house, there are several fire trucks battling the blaze and I scan the area for Firebird and Poppy. When I spot them standing at the ambulance, Data, who is supposed to be watching Poppy, is with them. My gaze swings across to Bastion. His face paler than normal. But it’s Day who scares me as he watches Poppy. His lips pinched; his cheeks hollow, yet he stays where he is. A car screeching next to me has me glancing over and I watch Mia climb out of the Corolla, slamming the door. Without looking in my direction, she heads straight for Poppy. Eve also climbs out of the Corolla. She glances at Poppy, then turns her attention to Bastion. There is no hesitation from Bastion as he accepts her comfort.
Data, sensing Day’s gaze, looks over at us. I am too far to hear what he says to Poppy and Firebird who are joined by Leon and TJ and he walks towards us. Day is in his face as he reaches us, and I notice Kit has a firm grip of his arm. “What happened?”
“I’m not sure. We were in the garden. Poppy wanted a swim. Thank god she did.” Data looks over to the burning house. “Shit. I’d hate to think what would have happened if we had been inside.”
“You didn’t see anything or hear anything.”
Date shakes his head. “Shit, Day. It’s a gated community. You need a fucking code to come and go.”
I glance around the small community. There are few houses, a dozen. Most of the neighbors are standing at their doors, watching the fire as it’s brought under control. On several doors there are security cameras and I make my way over to the house opposite Bastion’s. “Hi.”
The woman, who is in her late thirties to early forties, places her hand on the shoulder of her teenage son, pulling him close, but her smile is friendly. “Hi.”