by Xyla Turner
“Dessy,” he sighed against my lips.
That meant he loved me. I was becoming fluent in Bear talk. He moved his cargo pants down and I slid on his hard cock as we both breathed in each other’s air.
“God,” I exclaimed as he said, “Fuck.”
Once I adjusted to his large girth invading my small pussy, I began to ride my man. To remind him of what I could do with my body, what he’d missed, what I’d missed. My hips twirled around and around but towards the end, Bear grabbed my ass, digging his fingers in my flesh and fucked me hard.
“This what you want?” he grunted.
“God, yes,” I answered him.
“Want it hard like that?”
“Harder.”
My ass was slamming down on him causing the noises that could be heard above our panting with the slaps to his lap. They were loud and frequent.
“Take it, Bear,” I bit his lip and the man growled as he released inside of me after a few more thrusts.
“Fuck, Dessy,” Bear sighed before he brought his hand up to the back of my neck and devoured my mouth.
He was back to taking control, back to owning every aspect of my body and taking what he needed from me.
Now that, is what I loved.
Him.
That.
The next few days had us going on our various excursions and fucking until the sun started to show itself. One morning, we made love on the balcony as we watched it rise. That was special, since I was sitting on his lap with my legs tied together with a rope and his hand on my neck, keeping it up so we could see the sun rise as I slid up and down his erect dick. I came so many times because he was in my ear, telling me how much he loved my tight, slippery cunt. How I needed to not wake the couple below us. How this sunrise was the absolute best since he’d be blowing in my wet snatch. His finger rimmed my tight hole and he kept it there so when I came back down I was being penetrated in both holes.
Bear was so fucking dirty and I loved it.
He said he’d love me till there was no more breath in him. Until the day he died and that’s how long I had to be with him.
Once the sun was up, I sped up my motions causing him to come, then I laid against him and told him that he’d had until I was no longer breathing to be with me and that if worst came to worst, I’d get Shay to shank him so he’d see things my way.
This caused him to laugh, then he drew a bath with the fresh earthy scent of myrrh as our bodies rejuvenated. We had to leave that day but Bear wasn’t done with the purpose of the trip. When I finally woke up, he was sitting in a chair next to the bed. It was almost like Déjà vu.
“What’s wrong?” I jumped up almost thinking this was a conversation like the last.
“Nothing, sweetheart. Nothing.” He was smiling.
“Why are you in a chair like that? Why aren’t you in bed? The last time you were in a chair, you left me and I didn’t talk to you for a month.” My heart was racing and body felt feverish.
“Dessy, no. Nothing like that. Calm down.” He dropped to his knees and grabbed my hands. “Calm down.”
“Ok, what’s wrong?” I asked again.
“Absolutely nothing is wrong. Everything is right.” He tried to reassure me. “Let me just get this out, okay?”
My head nodded.
“You came into my life like a force to be reckoned with. Wouldn’t accept my surly ways, bypassed my defenses and like a ninja, stole my fucking heart. Made me feel even when I didn’t know anything was left. My brotherhood saved me once and you, my sweet girl, saved me from myself. Can’t live without you. Won’t do it, really. You’re everything to me, Dessy. Not because you’re carrying my child but you’re so sweet to want to build a family with me. I know that dream led you to me but I swear you’ll always belong with me. Fucking love you to death. It’s been months but I’m an old ass man and I want to live for once. For something. For you. For us.” He sighed. Tears were dropping from my eyes like a leaky faucet. “Marry me, Deseri. Don’t have to be big or small. I don’t fucking care, just marry me. I promise to…”
“Yes, Bear.” I jumped on him, taking us both to the floor. “Yes.”
“You will?” he asked as he put me under him.
“Yes, you grizzly bear,” Dessy exclaimed.
I swooped down to kiss her lips but she took it beyond that. We had to be downstairs in forty-five minutes and she was fucking around.
It was a quickie but so fucking good. I swear she was made for me.
When we came back to the states, Bronx, Shay, Lori, Apollo, Razor, Kylie, Shiz and Snoop were at the airport waiting for us on bikes and in trucks. They congratulated us but mostly Dessy who would not stop showing that ring off. The women squealed and so did Kylie’s baby. Apparently, it was a nice cut. Apollo knew all about that shit, since he’d just married Lori a short while back.
Something seemed off with the brothers but I was sure that I’d find out about it soon enough. With all the women around, they remained tight-lipped. They let us have the day to ourselves but the next night, at Peppers was the engagement party. In pure Guardian form, it seemed every brother was in attendance, including men from the other chapters. Swag, the Norristown president, was there along with some of his crew.
The shit felt good.
For once shit was good.
The party was in full swing, dancing, drinking and even Kylie was out, trying to work off her baby bump as Razor put it. The ladies had a couple of new friends. One was a new recruit’s wife who had just had a baby and the other was Lori’s friend. That woman knew how to work the dance floor but she was also working on Swag. Working his nerves, at least. We were all drinking and talking about stupid shit until Swag hopped up and headed for the floor.
“The fuck is going on?” I turned toward the guys.
“He and Vita have been playing cat and mouse but he’s losing,” Bronx offered.
“Yeah, but some other dude is about to lose a tooth,” Apollo said before he hopped up.
“Fuck,” Razor said as we all jumped up to grab someone and beat the hell out of them.
Swag was pounding on some guy when Vita begged him to stop. The man hopped up so fast, I thought he could have been a ninja or some shit.
“The fuck is wrong with you?” he snapped at her.
“I was just dancing,” she snapped back.
“Vita.” He moved to get in her face and hissed, “With a body like that, moving your ass like that, you can’t do that to just anybody and not expect them to want more. You’re playing a fucking game and you’re going to lose. You want to move your ass on someone’s crotch, here’s mine. You want to take it further, you have my number. I’d never touch you against your will or take advantage of you. You want to keep kissing frogs to find your prince be my guest but don’t come on Guardian territory to do your shit. You’re not making me jealous, you’re making me angry. I could go to jail for assault because I’m protecting you, remember that shit.”
Her head was down at that point, then she mumbled, “You don’t have to. I didn’t ask you.”
“You’d never have to ask me. I’d always protect you.” Swag delivered that nugget and attempted to walk away.
“Swag,” Vita called after him.
He stopped, looked at me and shook his head. Yeah, my man was gone. I knew that fucking feeling. Oh too well.
The president turned to face her as she walked up to him, whispered something in his ear and landed a kiss on him that would make wolves howl. Well, we were Guardians, so we did howl. Not sure what was exchanged between the two but his hands were on her ass, she was on her toes, and his tongue was in her mouth.
I felt something on my back, so when I turned, there was my little lady. She smiled up at me and said, “Wouldn’t be a Guardian engagement without a fight, huh? Well, there wasn't one at Shay's wedding.”
“Seems you might be right but I had to swoop in and get you off the dance floor.” I pulled her into me. “You going to take my name?”
“Yes, Berenstain Bear. I’ll be Deseri Berenstain.” She laughed but I smacked her ass.
The woman simply moaned.
My girl.
“Des,” I said with one eyebrow up.
“Yes, daddy,” she purred. “I’m taking your name. Our kids will have your name. Our family will carry your name.”
“Never letting you go.” I bent down and kissed her lips. “Never.”
“Take me home. I learned a new move from Kylie and Phoebe. It’s for when I’m pregnant and my hormones are raging. We’ll need to get chocolate ice cream, whipped cream and a bullwhip.”
“Is that all?” I asked.
“Maybe a mouth gag,” she added.
“I like hearing you call my name.” I said.
“The mouth gag is for you.” She raised her eyebrow.
At that, I burst out laughing because the woman was off her rocker. I smacked her ass again and said, “That’s mine when we get home. Nice, hot and red.”
“Yes, daddy.” Then she brought my head down and said, “My panties are so wet, right now.”
Fuck.
“Let’s go.” I nabbed her hand and pulled her along. “Brothers, thank you all. We are outta here.”
“Bye y’all.” She waved at the ladies. “Going to try that new move.”
They all started screaming and banging on the counter. We raced home but Dessy couldn’t wait. She was sucking me off in the truck and massaging my balls. I slapped her ass a few times but all she did was moan and deep throat me. At least twice, my eyes closed.
We barely made it in the house when she dropped to her knees and pulled my pants down so she could finish. Quickly, I pulled her back up and growled, “I want to finish in your tight cunt tonight.”
My woman backed up, while undressing and walked upstairs to lay on the bed with her legs open and ready for me.
“You’ve been naughty.” I toed out of my pants, boots and boxers.
“I should be punished.” She slipped her hand down between her legs. “Hard.”
God, she was every fucking thing to me.
“How wet are you?” I stood at the end of the bed.
Instead of answering, she dipped her two fingers inside her small canal and pulled out the shiny tips.
“Dripping,” Dessy said as she put the two digits in her mouth.
Holy fuck.
I tagged her ankle and pulled her towards me, so I could enter what was mine. She was willing and waiting, so I didn’t delay and pushed inside her tight little cunt. Those lips always swallowed me up and with each thrust, her little moans and grunts spurred me on.
“How naughty have you been?” I asked before I slapped her nipple. “Why should daddy punish you?”
I slapped the other one as she let out a long moan. Then my fingers met her clit, where I roughly rubbed it, causing her to close her legs.
“No, no.” I warned. “Keep ‘em open for daddy. Going to rub that little nub of yours until you’re coming around my hard cock.”
She obeyed like a good girl and I kept rubbing her clit. When she looked ready to pass out, I said, “Cum, baby.”
Her body jerked three hard times as the walls around my dick tightened. That spurred me on and I came almost instantly.
“We’ll get to the ice-cream and whips tomorrow.” I pulled out of her so I could clean us both up.
We lay in each other’s arms, riding on the post orgasmic cloud when suddenly, Dessy said, “My mom says she wants to try again with you. She said that she sees that you love me, that you’d protect me, no matter the cost and that’s the most important thing.”
My fingers squeezed her hip, then I let out a relieving sigh and said, “Of course. I’m learning that old dogs can learn new tricks. Shit, I’m one of them.”
Dessy laughed and said, “Will you learn how to wear briefs? I bought you like a dozen pair.”
“It’s not the outside package that matters, it’s what’s in those boxers,” I countered.
“Bear, briefs are more modern.”
“What’s wrong with boxers?” I asked for the millionth time.
“They make you look older,” she said for the millionth time.
“Dessy, I am older.”
She exhaled loudly.
“Fine Bear,” she said. “I’ll just keep my blowjobs to my damn self. A man in briefs, just does it for me. Makes me wanna drop to my knees on the ready and put…”
“Say no more. Briefs it is,” I cut her off.
She erupted in laughter and said, “Bear, you can be a cuddly bear sometimes and not a grizzly. Either way, you’re my bear.”
I laughed internally as my mind went back to her telling a guy at the bar that I was hers. The damn woman claimed me as soon as she saw me, I was just too slow to catch on that I’d been caught. That was the shit Bronx and Razor was trying to tell me.
Around three in the morning, I heard bike motors. Loud ones, getting closer to the house. Slowly getting up, so Dessy would remain sleep, I grabbed my hunting knife, my gun and made my way downstairs. From what I could see, they were Guardians, which made me more nervous.
Stepping outside, I moved off the lawn and yelled, “What the fuck?”
Razor walked up towards me and said, “Someone was spotted near your house. Dessy has a tale, so we’ve been monitoring all the women.”
“This about that shit with the eyes?” I asked.
“Yeah, that too but it’s much deeper than that. There are now two clubs and they have been watching us. While you were away, the Viper tried to burn down Peppers, so we burned down their club house and now they’re coming for us. We got to put an end to it. Once and for all.”
Razor never talked like that but his circumstances had changed and so had all of ours. Looking around the group of brothers, I knew it was time because all of us had shit to lose. Living free included our wives, wives to be, our children and future children. Shay was pregnant, Lori was probably next to get knocked up, Kylie just had a baby, my girl was pregnant and every last one of us men would kill another man who even thought about separating us from that happiness.
“I’m in, what do we need to do?” I asked.
“Brother, all we have to do is get there,” Razor informed me. “Apollo is running point on the operation and he’ll get you caught up. Swag and his crew are already on site. The tail stays here on Dessy and we go end this shit now.”
All I could think about was protecting her but I had to tell her where I was going. I couldn’t leave her like that.
“Give me five minutes.” I responded, turned and went upstairs.
There would be no waking Dessy, so I wrote her a note.
Des,
I didn’t want to wake you but I have some club business. Don’t worry, I’ll be back. I promise. We got a lot of shit to plan and since you need to drag me around to go baby shopping, I know you’ll kill me if I’m not back.
Love you, girl. With all my heart.
Your Bear
We rode out to the deserted location near the warehouse they called a club, meeting up with Swag and twenty of his guys. With twenty of the Manor Chapter; we were packed and loaded with all sorts of armor and ready for whatever.
Apollo showed us on the blueprint where we needed to be, which teams we were on, and gave us our orders. Before we left, he said, “We do this for them.”
All of us nodded our heads because the them Apollo referred to was different for all of us but there would always be a them. Living free would come at a cost and I didn’t know how much of it would cost, until we heard an alarm go off as we scrambled to our locations. We must have been spotted but it was too late now.
Half of us were inside already, grabbing men and their naked women off the couches, kicking in doors with guns drawn, pulling their whole squad out in the open.
When we thought we had all of them, we surrounded them as sixteen men were lined up with various amounts of clothing on, including birthday suits.
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p; “Who’s your leader?” Razor asked, with his .38 in his hand along with the nine in the waist band of his jeans.
“You already know.” A surly man with a big gut stepped forward. “You’ve been watching us like we’ve been watching you.”
Razor nodded and said, “Then you know, you fucked up.”
The man was too dumb to know when to shut the fuck up because he started walking toward Razor and pointed, “We fucked up! You fucked up. Killed my brother and continued to live your lives and enjoy your freedoms. No fucking more.”
Our president, lifted his gun, pointed toward the ground and shot the thirty-eight; missing on purpose. The hot-head looked down and stupidly said, “You want to shut me up, you going to have to use it.”
God dammit.
He started walking and just as calmly as he raised the gun to shoot the ground, he shot the man in the thigh, sending him crumbling to the ground and howling like a wounded dog.
This got his men a little rowdy, and as I picked a random nut, I aimed my gun at his head, while Apollo subdued another asshole to the ground, his gun at his head. Then Bronx put his weapon to the temple of another guy who tried to run up on Razor.
The shit was going down.
Razor looked down at the sniveling man and said, “I didn’t aim at your limp dick but you’re testing my patience.”
The president got on one knee and said, “You running shit around here, so I’m going to talk to you like the bastard president you are. Your man Haz tried to kill my brothers, tried to kill my brother’s wife. We’ve been trying to lay low but if I have to put a bullet in your head tonight to end this…look at me.” Razor told the man who was holding his leg as if it were about to fall off. “I need you to see and hear me. I will put your ass down right now. I will do it. A few years ago, I didn’t have much to lose but now you’re fucking with a group of men that will kill for what’s theirs. We protect it with our lives. This is your last and final warning. There will be no more burning down shit with no one in it. Do you understand? You don’t live by a code but we do. Something happens to any one of us, they, and I mean Guardians International, will come for your asses and everything you love. Don’t let that protect and serve motto of ours fool you because what that translates to is by any means necessary.”