Rooster (Devil's Boneyard MC 8)

by Harley Wylde

  I pushed another button on the window remote, one she hadn’t known about. It lit up the glass so I could see who stood on the other side. Three men in suits were sporting wood, and a woman who was twisting her nipples as she watched.

  “Does my princess want her audience to come too?” I asked.

  “Yes, Sir.”

  I gave the people on the other side of the window a nod. “You heard her gentlemen and lady. Get yourselves off and we’ll give you an even better show.”

  The woman lifted her skirt and touched herself and the men freed their cocks, stroking them. I turned back to Alora and worked her pussy with the vibrator again. After she came twice more, I set the toy aside.

  “Princess, I need you to lift up. I want those perky tits over the top of the bench. Let me see them.”

  “Yes, Sir.” She shifted until her ribs were braced against the padded back and her breasts were in clear view.

  I hit another button on the remote and the floor began to rotate, turning the bench clockwise. Time for the finale, then I wanted my girl all to myself. I ripped the lace covering her breasts and pinched her nipples. She cried out, thrusting them into my hands. I attached vibrating nipple clamps to each side, tightening them until I heard her whimper.

  “Are they throbbing?” I asked.

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Good.” I turned the clamps on and leaned down so only she could hear me. “Your audience has gotten themselves off, but they’re still watching.”

  I reached for the bag and took out the last item I’d packed. I turned it on so that it not only vibrated but heated up too. I slipped the thicker part inside her pussy until it pressed against her G-spot and the other half covered her clit.

  “Oh, God! Oh… I… I…”

  “Don’t you dare fucking come until I’m inside you!”

  “Y-Yes, S-Sir. I… I can’t…”

  She screamed as she came, and I knew I’d have to play to our audience and punish her again. I took the flogger off the wall and twisted my wrist in a figure eight to judge the weight and feel of it. I flogged her breasts until the skin turned pink, but the little minx came again during her punishment.

  “Princess, what am I ever going to do with you?” I asked.

  “Please, Sir. I need you.”

  “You need me?” I asked.

  “Yes, Sir. Inside me. I ache.”

  “You ache.” I used the flogger on her pussy, making her yelp in surprise. “Is this where you ache?”

  “Yes, Sir!” She screamed out her answer as I continuously flogged her. When she was panting and I could tell she was seconds from breaking, I tossed it aside and unfastened my pants. I pulled out my cock and removed the toy in her ass.

  “You don’t come until I say you can. Understood?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  I slid my cock along the lips of her pussy, getting wet enough I wouldn’t hurt her. Then I spread her ass cheeks wide and slowly pushed inside her. Once she’d taken all of me, I knew I couldn’t hold back. We were both too close already. I took her with long, deep strokes, her breasts bouncing with every drive of my cock.

  “You like that don’t you? My dirty little whore likes having my dick in her ass.”

  “Yes! Yes, Sir. Oh, God. Please…”

  I gripped her hips and chased my orgasm, knowing she was seconds from coming. When I felt my balls draw up and the tingle in my spine, I gave the command.

  “Come for me, Princess. Come right fucking now!”

  She screamed as she came, her body twitching from the intensity. I came inside her, not stopping until every last drop had been wrung from my balls. I glanced at the window and damn near lost my shit. The businessmen and woman were gone. In their place was none other than Officer Murray. Fucking asshole!

  The way he grinned, he knew exactly who we were, and I didn’t like the way he watched my woman. Not even a little. The lust in his eyes was different from the others. He wasn’t just enjoying the show. No, he had plans for my sweet Alora. I didn’t know what he was up to, but I’d find out. I didn’t trust him. I dimmed the window and closed the curtain before I removed the toys, handcuffs, and blindfold.

  She sagged against me and I lifted her into my arms. I carried her to the whirlpool tub in the bathroom and filled it with steamy water. I added some scented beads and rose petals from a set of jars on the ledge by the tub. Then I sank into the water with her in my arms. I cradled her against me, running my hand down her hair.

  “You did good, baby girl. You were amazing.”

  “I’ve never…” She stopped and licked her lips. “It’s never been like that. I feel… too much.”

  “Shh. Just relax, Alora. I’ve got you.”

  “Killian.”

  I kissed her brow. “Not now, angel. Just close your eyes and focus on breathing. Deep breath in and slowly release.”

  I ran my hands over her body in soothing strokes. She wasn’t the only one on emotional overload right now. While I was pissed about Officer Murray, what we’d just shared in the other room was beyond anything I’d ever experienced before. I’d known she was one in a million.

  “I’m never letting you go,” I murmured. “You’re mine, beautiful.”

  “Not property,” she said, her voice drowsy and her speech slightly slurred.

  “Oh, baby girl. It’s not me who owns you. It’s you who owns me. You’ve had me by the balls since the moment I stepped inside your house. There isn’t a damn thing I wouldn’t do for you.”

  Her fingers curled and she cuddled against me. “I’m scared, Killian. What if I can’t handle all this? I’ve never really had a relationship. Not like this one.”

  “Let me share something with you, Alora. I’ve never had a serious girl or woman. Not when I was a kid and not in more recent years. I’ve chased a few, but never spent more than a week or two with them. With you, I want forever. I want to be the only one giving you orgasms. The one who falls asleep holding you at night. The guy lucky enough to wake up with you in his arms.

  “I can’t say the Irish mob will never come for me, but if they do, or anyone else tries to take you from me, I will defend you with my life. I will tear apart anyone who ever hurts you. And if I’m the one who causes you pain, you have my permission to tie me up and torture me.”

  “Killian.” She lifted her head and I saw the tears in her eyes. “You really mean all that?”

  I nodded. “Every word.”

  “But we just met. It’s too soon!”

  I cupped her cheek. “Baby girl, sometimes you just know. When it’s right, it doesn’t matter if a few hours have passed or a few years. You were mine before we ever spoke to one another. Then you opened that sassy mouth of yours and I wanted you even more.”

  She smiled and kissed me softly. “You like it when I’m sassy.”

  “Mmm. I do. It also makes me want to put something in your mouth, and I don’t mean a lollipop.”

  She giggled and settled against me again. I wasn’t sure if she’d just agreed to let me claim her, or if I’d have a fight on my hands again later. But for now, I felt content. Alora was in my arms, where she belonged. Nothing else mattered.

  Chapter Seven

  “Sex is like money; only too much is enough.”

  -- John Updike

  Alora

  It seemed my fight with the auditor wasn’t over, but I’d officially hired Celeste to handle the issue. With her on my side, I had no doubt I’d win. It freed up my time to focus on my book, and a certain biker I couldn’t get out of my thoughts. He’d gone back to his house the morning after we’d gone to The Black Rose, and I hadn’t seen him since. Part of me worried something was wrong, or that I’d done or said something I shouldn’t have, but I tried not to dwell on it. A few days had crawled by, then a week, and another. Now, nearly three weeks later, I wasn’t sure if I should be concerned or moving on with my life.

  I placed a hand over my belly. No, our lives. I’d missed my period five days ago and
taken a home pregnancy test. After a freak out, I’d called my doctor to have the test confirmed. I’d forgotten about the antibiotics he’d given me about ten days before I met Rooster. It had made my birth control pills ineffective.

  Even with the news swirling in my brain, I’d stopped myself from tracking him down. I’d finished all but the last three chapters of my novel, scrubbed my house from top to bottom, and taken Gypsy to the doggy salon. She hadn’t been too thrilled with the pink bow they’d put on her and had taken to nipping my calves every time I walked by her. I was so unappreciated! At least her fur was silky and soft, even if she didn’t care.

  “Fuck it,” I muttered. If Rooster wouldn’t come to me, then I’d go to him. I glanced down at my around-the-house clothes and grimaced. Right after I changed.

  I ran upstairs to shower and pulled on a pair of cut off shorts and a tank. Before I left the house, I made sure Gypsy ran to the bathroom and let her back in, double checking the lock on the door. I gave her a kiss on the head and grabbed my purse and keys. After I slipped on my Converse, I ran to my car. I didn’t know what the hell I’d tell Rooster when I got there, but I was done sitting around not knowing where we stood. Did he want me or not?

  Our last night together, he’d talked about keeping me forever. So why the sudden vanishing act? I didn’t know if I should be afraid something happened to him, or if he was just ghosting me. I wouldn’t leave the Devil’s Boneyard compound without answers. Even if it meant sitting outside the gates in my car until someone talked to me.

  I pulled onto the two-lane highway and headed for the edge of town. About a mile from the turnoff to the compound, I saw blue flashing lights behind me. A quick glance at my speedometer had me cursing. I hadn’t even realized I was speeding. Just what I needed, a fucking ticket. I pulled to the side of the road, rolled down my window, and made sure my insurance and driver’s license was within reach. Then I placed my hands on the steering wheel and waited.

  Officer Murray leaned down and peered into my window, and down the front of my shirt. Pervert. He lowered his sunglasses and grinned.

  “Well, well. Miss Danvers, where are you off to in such a hurry?”

  “Just going to see someone. I’m really sorry. I didn’t realize I was speeding.”

  Officer Murray tapped my door. “You know, there’s no reason for me to write you a ticket. It would make your insurance go up and cause you a hassle.”

  “Really? You’ll let me off with a warning?”

  He smiled, but there was something off about it. “Of course! I’ll do a favor for you as long as you do something for me.”

  The hair on my nape stood up. I didn’t like where this was going. How had I found him charming when he’d shown up at my house? Now he was making warning bells go off in my head.

  “I think I’ll just take the ticket.”

  The smile dropped from his face and his eyes went hard and cold. “Really? Such a shame.”

  He stood and I thought he was going back to his car to write the ticket. Instead, he yanked open my door and reached for me. He had popped my seatbelt and pulled me from the car before I could even process what was happening. I slapped at him.

  “Let me go!”

  “I don’t think so. Pretty little whore like you? No, we’re going to have us a bit of fun.”

  “I’m not a whore, you asshole!” I beat on him with a closed fist, but he didn’t even seem to notice. I started kicking and thrashing, trying to break free. I lost my shoe in the struggle as he dragged me off the road and into the tree line.

  “I saw you. At the club. You’re a kinky little bitch, aren’t you? Don’t worry. I can give it to you better than the guy you were with.”

  “Officer Murray, let me go. I don’t want this! It’s assault!”

  “Well now, it’s just your word against mine. And I’m an upstanding citizen of this town, an officer of the law. You’re just a woman making money off sex. Who do you think they’ll believe?”

  He started to tear at my shorts and abruptly stopped. I listened, trying to figure out what made him pause. A rustle came from a few feet away. My eyes went wide when I saw an alligator heading for us. I broke free of his slackened hold and bolted for my car. I didn’t even bother to get my shoe. The moment my door closed, I glanced in my rearview mirror and saw Officer Murray running for his car. The gator snapped onto the hem of his pants and ripped the material before the man could get behind the wheel and shut the door. Thankfully, he didn’t follow me. I floored it and didn’t stop until I nearly busted through the gates of the compound.

  Tears streaked my cheeks, and my hands shook. I swiped at my face, thankful I hadn’t bothered with mascara. A guy knocked on the roof of my car, making me jump.

  He bent down and his gaze softened when he got a look at me. “Damn, sweetheart. You okay?”

  “R-Rooster. I need to see him.”

  “Shit. You’re Alora, aren’t you?”

  I nodded and sniffled, wiping my tears from my cheeks. Didn’t do any good. They kept falling. “Can I come through please? I don’t feel safe out here.”

  He stood abruptly and opened the gate then waved me through. I pulled over to the nearest building, which I assumed was their clubhouse. I shut off the car and got out, the hot ground burning my shoeless foot. Someone lifted me into their arms, and I gave a slight shriek before grabbing hold. My vision blurred but I made out the word President on his cut.

  “Come on, pretty girl. Let’s get you inside and you tell me what’s wrong,” the man murmured.

  “I want Rooster,” I said.

  “I know. I’m afraid he’s not here. When he said he didn’t want to leave you, I hadn’t realized he meant because you were in trouble.”

  Leave me? Is that why he hadn’t come to see me? I didn’t know how to feel about him leaving town and not saying a word, calling, or so much as texting the entire time. It made me feel like the cheap whore Officer Murray had called me.

  “I wasn’t until today,” I said. “A police officer pulled me over for speeding. Said he’d let me off with a warning, but only if he got something in return. I told him no and the next thing I knew he was pulling me from the car. If an alligator hadn’t come along, he would have… have…”

  I swallowed hard, unable to even say the words. Things like that happened in the news and in movies. You never expected to be on the receiving end. Someone handed me a bottle of water, but I couldn’t hold it. My hands shook so bad I almost dropped it.

  “My name’s Charming. I’m the President of the Devil’s Boneyard. I sent Rooster out of town on a job. He didn’t want to go, didn’t want to leave you, but I didn’t give him a choice. I’m sorry for that.”

  “Why hasn’t he at least called?” I asked.

  “Probably doesn’t want you on anyone’s radar.” Charming took the seat across from me. “Do you know the name of the officer who tried to hurt you? He did only try, right?”

  I nodded. “He wasn’t able to get very far. Thanks to that gator. I think they’re my new favorite animal.”

  He smiled. “I bet.”

  “It was Officer Murray.”

  Someone leaned down and whispered in Charming’s ear. His jaw hardened and he glared at the older man. I saw the patches on his cut. Scratch -- VP. “Why the fuck am I just now finding out about this? Let me guess, you told Cinder.”

  Scratch shrugged. “You said you were busy when I tried to talk to you.”

  “So Rooster knew something was off about Murray, and that he had Alora in his sights? No wonder the bastard didn’t want to go.” Charming sighed and closed his eyes a moment. “All right. I can admit, I fucked up. Note to self, pull my head out of my ass more often.”

  Scratch chuckled. “You said it, not me.”

  “All right, Alora. Here’s what we’re going to do. One, we’re going to find your other shoe. After that, I’m going to have two men go with you to your place. Pack enough clothes and whatever else you need for at least a few days
. You can stay at Rooster’s house. I’ll make sure he hauls ass back here immediately.” Charming reached over and patted my hand. “We’ll keep you safe.”

  “He saw us,” I said. “Officer Murray. He saw Rooster and me. That’s why he did it. Said I was a whore.”

  The two men shared a look. I could tell they didn’t understand, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to explain. I’d never been embarrassed before, but after dealing with Officer Murray I wasn’t feeling overly confident.

  Scratch knelt beside my chair. “Saw you? You mean he’s been watching you in your house?”

  I shook my head and my cheeks flushed. “I asked Rooster to take me to The Black Rose. I’d heard about it, but had never been. He got us a room. Officer Murray said he watched us. I feel so dirty now. He took something beautiful and ruined it.”

  Scratch and Charming held each other’s gazes another moment, seeming to communicate silently with one another.

  “I know guys like you can be possessive, and you’re wondering why Rooster would have agreed to take me there. He said he wouldn’t share me, but he’d give me that much if it’s what I wanted. I got off on it at the time. If I’d known Officer Murray was there, I’d have never done it.”

  I twisted my hands in my lap. Rooster had wanted me all to himself. I’d known that and pushed anyway. After today, I never wanted to go back to The Black Rose ever again. And I sure the hell didn’t want anyone watching me have sex. I felt like I needed to scrub myself under boiling hot water.

  “Something of an exhibitionist, huh?” Charming asked.

  I shrugged. I didn’t really want to label myself as one thing or another. I liked sex, and I liked to experiment with different things. Even though I liked being tied up and spanked, enjoyed different sex toys, and liked a bit of pain with my pleasure, I wouldn’t say I was part of the BDSM lifestyle. I was just… me. Or I had been until today.