Soul: A Bad Boy Biker Romance (New Devils MC Book 4)

by Jade Kuzma

“Yes… Just like that…”

  She sighed deeply, her voice breaking while I continued to suck on those amazing tits of hers. The sound of her fumbling with the fabric of her panties filled my ears.

  I pushed her back on the bed and she fell back. I took a moment to admire her. Legs spread. Pussy wet. Tits heaving from hard breaths. Brown eyes so seductive. Porcelain skin with a tinge of sweat on them. Basking in the Ivory sun shining through the window, Lacey had never looked as fucking gorgeous as she did now.

  She stared at me with a focus I’d never seen from her before. She wasn’t smiling to try and tease me. She wasn’t frowning because she was afraid this might be the last time. No, she was focused on just fulfilling that desire that we both had. I wanted to be inside of her and she wanted me to do it.

  My cock was throbbing so hard that it hurt. My stiff dick pointed up, hanging down between my legs as I crawled on the bed toward her. Another deep kiss primed the both of us. I was rock hard. She was soaking wet.

  I pushed her legs open to make sure that I had all the space I needed then pressed my cock to her entrance. All of the juices spilling out of her engulfed my tip. She was so tight that I felt like I was being swallowed.

  “Ezra…”

  “Say it… If this is the last time, I want to hear you say it.”

  “Fuck me… Fuck me, Ezra… Fuck me—Ahh!”

  A sharp, girlish gasp came out of her. Her jaw dropped. Lacey stared at me with a mixture of agony and pleasure contorting her face. I shoved my cock deep into her and planted it firmly, pressing my hilt against her folds.

  She was so fucking wet. Just sitting inside of her was enough to make my dick throb and push me to the verge of coming.

  I pushed myself up, pressing my palms down on the mattress at her sides as I looked down upon her. Lacey reached up and grabbed my arms. She squeezed my tense muscles as I started to work my dick inside of her.

  I moved slow at first. Forceful strokes that let her feel every inch of my swollen shaft. She cried out whenever I filled her up completely. She was so tight that I could only imagine how it must’ve felt to have her walls stretched out.

  “Dammit… Lacey… You feel too good…”

  I couldn’t help myself. My hips started to buck even faster. I wanted more of her. Her wet pussy tight around my cock. Her body heaving with every stroke. Her hypnotizing stare. Her whimpers of pleasure. Lacey was the picture of a woman no man would be able to resist.

  I thumped my cock inside of her and lost control of myself completely. I slammed into her hard and fast. The mattress squeaked with my strokes. The bed shook underneath us. The loud sound of our bodies clapping together grew louder with every thrust.

  Through it all, Lacey kept her focus. Eyelids fluttering, she kept staring straight at me.

  “Harder… Fuck me… Harder… Please—Hngh!”

  I complied with her wishes. Lacey was so petite. So tender. So fragile. But I had to give her what she wanted. I started pounding her like I was trying to break her. She didn’t tell me to stop. She just kept pleading with me as I rammed my cock deep inside of her.

  My heart was beating so fast that my chest was on the verge of exploding. Sweat dripped down on me and onto her soft skin. My muscles tensed. My balls rose up underneath me. My cock swelled to the point that if I didn’t find my release, the pain would be unbearable.

  I leaned down closer to her. A tender kiss let her know that I still wanted her. I was still with her, ready and willing to give her whatever she wanted.

  My forehead pressed against hers as my eyes locked on her stare.

  “I’m gonna come,” I said as I pounded her. “I’m gonna come deep inside of your wet cunt.”

  “Do it… Do it…”

  She said like she was giving me an order. I couldn’t refuse even if I wanted to.

  I rifled my cock into her, moving so fast and hard that neither one of us would be able to grunt or groan fast enough.

  “Ezra… Oh, God… Fuck!”

  Her eyes started to flutter closed. Her nails dug into my arms. Her body seized up underneath me suddenly before she started convulsing violently. She arched her back so that I could get even deeper inside of her.

  I pushed as deep as I could and felt the contractions of her pussy, tightening around my dick from her orgasm.

  I couldn’t hold back.

  I grunted hard as I started to come. I held it for just a second before releasing the first thick load of cum inside of her. There was nothing like exploding inside of a pussy as wet and inviting as Lacey’s felt right now. Over and over, rhythmic throbs pulled all of the cum out of me. I gripped the sheets tight in my palms. Jaw clenched, I kept my focus on Lacey as I emptied everything I could into her.

  I wanted it to last forever but my orgasm drained me completely. I came too hard that my strength left me completely.

  My cock rested comfortably inside of her. The last few spurts of seed trickled out of me and into her. I leaned down and kissed her, tasting her tongue to savor this moment just a little bit longer.

  Lacey stared at me. She was silent except for the deep breaths she took.

  There was nothing more left to be said. Everything came down to tonight.

  Chapter 23

  LACEY

  There was a nervous tension in Hades. With everything going down with the club tonight, every person in the building seemed distracted. The alcohol was still flowing. The conversation was still lively. But it wasn’t exactly a big secret. Everybody knew something was going down.

  I sat at a table by myself. I stared at the empty glass in front of beer before me. Even the alcohol wasn’t enough to get my mind off of Ezra. I was worried about him for so many different reasons. But it wasn’t just him I was worried. I had a decision to make. The time I had to make my decision was quickly running out.

  A full glass of beer suddenly appeared in front of me. I slowly turned my head up and looked at the woman standing there.

  She was pretty. A young, blond, blue-eyed waitress smiled softly at me. She looked to be around my age, maybe a few years younger. Just from her top and the skirt she wore, it was easy to understand why she was working at a place like Hades. Probably made a killing on tips.

  “You look like you could use another drink,” she said.

  “You read my mind,” I said as I reached out and grabbed the glass.

  A thick gulp was satisfying but not nearly enough to clear my thoughts.

  “Mind some company?” she asked.

  “…Shouldn’t you be working?”

  “It’s cool. I know the people who run this place.”

  “Sure,” I said with a laugh. “Have a seat.”

  She locked her eyes on me as she took another sip.

  “Danica,” she said. “You must be Lacey.”

  “That’s right. How did you—”

  “I’ve seen you around. My boyfriend Aden is in the MC. He told me.”

  I raised an eyebrow at her.

  “Don’t worry,” she said as she put her hands up. “I didn’t ask for your personal details. Just curious to know who was hanging around the clubhouse.”

  “Right… So… You’re dating a guy in a motorcycle club. What’s that like?”

  “Interesting, to say the least. Life as an old lady isn’t something that I ever expected it to be.”

  “And what did you expect?”

  “I don’t know,” she said with a shrug. “I figured Aden is getting himself into trouble. But he’s doing a lot of good for this town, too.”

  “Don’t you worry about him?”

  “Sure, I do. But I’d worry about him regardless of what he was doing. If he was a cop or a bricklayer or a Marine out on tour. He trains at the gym and even then, you never know when some asshole might hit him with a bad punch while he’s sparring.”

  “I don’t know how you live like that. Always worrying about him…”

  “I worry about him but not enough that I’m staying up at night.
Sebastian is a good president. The club never brings any trouble on itself. They don’t create problems, they just fix ‘em.”

  “Well, they’ve got a big problem to fix tonight.”

  I sighed again and swallowed down more of the beer.

  “If there’s a problem that means there’s an answer,” she said. “I haven’t been here for very long but I know that the boys all working together will find the solution. That’s just how things work with MCs.”

  “Well, the man I’m worried about isn’t a club member.”

  “Fair enough. But I figure he’s with the club, so there’s no reason for you to lose any sleep over it.”

  “It’s not just him though. It’s me, too.”

  “You?”

  Danica raised her eyebrows at me. I’d only just met her but I felt like I could trust her. Maybe it was the alcohol starting to work its magic on me.

  “Can I ask you something?” I said.

  “Yeah?”

  “When you and… Aden. Before you two got together, did you ever think that maybe things weren’t going to work out? Did you think that maybe it would be best if you just walked away? Like he wasn’t the man you wanted him to be and you had to convince yourself of that?”

  Danica leaned back in her seat. Her eyes rolled up like she was thinking hard about it. That was enough reason to make me doubt the decision I had to make.

  “I wasn’t sure what to make of Aden when I first met him,” she said. “He was just some hot guy with big muscles that I wanted to fuck. I got to know him and realized he was more though. All of the shit he’d been through, all of the mistakes he’d made… It all turned him into an amazing person. I knew that I couldn’t turn my back on him. I had to be there for him. When I realized that, it was an easy decision. You know why?”

  “Why’s that?”

  “Because I knew that he would do anything for me. I’d never met a man who put others before himself the way Aden did.”

  She started chuckling at me and shook her head while I thought about what she just said.

  “I don’t know if that makes any sense,” she said. “That’s just how it was with me and him.”

  “No… No, it makes perfect sense.”

  “I don’t think there’s anything I can say to distract you from what’s going on tonight. But if you want my advice, just understand that club business is always being taken care of. Don’t bother worrying about it until something actually does happen. No point in fretting over nothing.”

  She got up from her seat and walked over to pat me on the shoulder.

  “I’ll be back with another beer once you finish that one,” she said.

  “Yeah… Thanks…”

  Danica left me alone with my thoughts. I didn’t have much time to think as Madeline appeared at the entrance. She rushed right over to me and plopped down in front of me.

  “Hey!” she said. “I was wondering where the hell you were. What took you so long?”

  “Sorry, I was just… thinking.”

  “Sounds like you were thinking for a long time. I was worried sick about you.”

  “Maddie. You know better than to worry about me. I can take care of myself.”

  “Normally, I’d agree with you. But Ivory is a strange place. There’s always so much shit happening. You can’t blame me for watching my friend’s back now, can you?”

  The concern on my friend’s face was sincere. I smiled softly at her.

  “No,” I said. “No, I can’t. But I’m fine. Really.”

  “So… You gonna tell me what’s going on?”

  “There’s something happening tonight. Some business Ezra is taking care of.”

  “What does that mean?”

  “I don’t know exactly,” I said with a shrug. “But do you remember those guys who walked up to me the other night at the bar? The ones Ezra saved me from?”

  “How could I forget? What about them?”

  “Ezra’s handling them.”

  “Handling them?”

  She raised her hand up and pointed to her temple with her index finger like it was a gun.

  “This guy is gonna—”

  “I don’t know what he’s going to do.”

  “Lacey,” she sighed. “After everything you’ve been through. After he lied to you.”

  “He didn’t lie to me. He just wasn’t completely honest with me. He hid something.”

  “He didn’t hide anything small. Lacey, he was a drug dealer.”

  “He wasn’t a drug dealer. He just made a mistake delivering a package and he didn’t know what it was until it was too late.”

  “And you believed him?”

  “Yes. I do.”

  “Tsk, tsk, tsk…”

  She shook her head, obvious disappointment in her eyes.

  “I don’t know why you do this to yourself,” she said.

  “I know what you’re saying. Believe me.”

  “Then what is it? Why are you still here?”

  I thought about it for a moment, trying to find the right words to explain it. When I looked into Madeline’s eyes, it didn’t take me long to figure it out.

  “Okay,” I said with a nod. “Maybe Ezra kept the truth from me. But he told me when he didn’t have to.”

  “And?”

  “After everything that happened in the city… After everything I’ve been through… I’ve been so wary of other people. Always watching my back. Never trusting anybody. Doubting everything and everybody I come across.”

  “There’s nothing wrong with being skeptical.”

  “I don’t want to live the rest of my life so cynical. When I look into Ezra’s eyes, I see something. I don’t see some drug dealer. I don’t see some asshole who has the worst intentions. You know what I see? I see a man who’s trying to be better. I see someone who made a mistake and is trying to correct it. What kind of hypocrite would I be if I gave up on someone after they made a mistake? I got a second chance at life and to make things right. Why not him?”

  I was sure I’d convinced Madeline otherwise. But she just kept staring at me, her lips twisted in a slight frown.

  “I see what you’re saying,” she said with a nod. “But it’s not as simple as that. You don’t want to walk away because you want to give him a chance. You’d be letting down yourself, too.”

  “That’s right.”

  “But what if he does let you down? What if he’s not the man you think he is? You made some mistakes in your past but you survived. If you don’t make the right choice, you might not be able to fix it this time around.”

  Madeline made her point clear. Her words were strong enough to make my heart skip a beat. Just when I thought I’d figured out the answer, I found myself struggling.

  “You’ve got a choice to make,” she said. “You can either stay here and hope that Ezra is who you want him to be.”

  “Or?”

  “Or you can come back with me to the city. Things can go back to how they were. The city treated you well. We had a lot of fun. You’re an amazing woman, Lacey. I know you’ll meet a great guy. Someone who won’t lie to you. Someone who’ll treat you like the queen you are.”

  She leaned back in her seat and looked away from me.

  “You want me to leave?” I said. “Before I’ve even given Ivory a chance?”

  “No. I’m not gonna tell you what to do. I’m just telling you that you do have a choice. And I want you to do what’s best for you. I think Ezra himself would agree with that.”

  I thought talking to Madeline would make things easier but all she did was complicate matters.

  I had a decision to make. I wasn’t sure what to do.

  Time was running out. I had to do something and I had to do it now. Whatever I did, I would have to live with it for the rest of my life.

  Chapter 24

  EZRA

  “I figured suits are the only thing you own.”

  “Just because I prefer suits doesn’t mean I don’t have other c
lothes.”

  “Yeah, but, those suits are expensive. You’re rich. You dressing in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt… It makes you look… not rich.”

  “Rich people own enough clothes that they could afford all kinds of clothes. Even clothes that make them look not rich.”

  Hunter smirked at me and shrugged his shoulders. It was easy to understand why some of the other club members called him Joker. Now wasn’t the time for jokes though. There was nothing he or anybody else could do to make me lose my focus.

  “Do you got it?” I said.

  “Yeah, I got it,” he said. “Right here.”

  He held the large duffel bag in his hand up.

  “Secure?”

  “Hey, you’re not the only man who’s ever had to walk around with this kind of money. Trust me. A single dollar won’t fall out of this thing. You know, it’d be even better if the money inside was—”

  “Not now. They’re coming.”

  I held my hand up and cut him off when I heard the rumbling in the distance. Hunter stood on one side and on the other was Aden.

  The former boxer clenched his fists hard enough that his knuckles cracked. Even if I didn’t already know about his past, it was easy to tell he used to beat the shit out of people for a living.

  “You ready for this?” I asked.

  Aden turned to me, an eyebrow raised like he was offended I’d even asked him.

  The loud rumble of the bikes in the distance grew louder. The headlights moving down the road shined bright until they were right in front of me. The engines stopped and the lights shut off with only the moonlight to make the punks in front of me visible.

  Ellis hopped off his bike along with the rest of his men.

  “I got your message,” he said. “Thanks for picking a spot out in the middle of nowhere in the desert.”

  “I needed to pick a place where we won’t be interrupted,” I replied.

  “I also don’t have to look very far to find a spot to bury you.”

  He looked at Hunter and Aden.

  “Where’s the rest of your crew?” he said. “There were a couple of others with you, I remember—”

  “Don’t worry about them. Even if they were here, you’d still outnumber us.”