by M. T. Ossler
The room fills up with my moans and his wet sloppy kisses on my clit. He goes to town, bringing me closer and closer to the edge of glory, but not quite there yet.
My insides are warm, and I’m close to blowing, but I need something. I enjoy him loving on my most sensitive part until I can’t take it anymore. I need him inside me, now!
“Gio, stop playing and get inside me. Now!” I shout, demanding he complies immediately. He takes one more swipe of my clit with his tongue and then moves up my body. Without warning, he abruptly thrusts inside me, causing me to scream out his name. My screams of ecstasy soon turn into moans.
His mouth is on the sensitive part of my neck, nibbling and sucking. His right hand is on my breast squeezing my tender nipple between his fingers.
“Harder, Gio, harder, faster!” I pump my hips up to meet his, getting closer and closer to my climax. He obliges my commands and lifts my legs up on his shoulders. I finally cum hard, screaming so loud it pierces my own ears.
My vision goes for a few seconds has does my hearing. He continues to move at a piston speed through my spasming around him. My breathing is erratic, and I try to regain control of it and my body.
Gio keeps a fast, steady rhythm bringing me closer to another orgasm, but it’s not enough.
“Più, amore mio, più,” I scream at him to give me more, more of what I’m not sure, but he will know. He stops moving and withdrawals from me, and then jumps off the bed fast. He stands at the end of the bed, looking sexy as hell, with his hard cock glistening with my arousal, and pointing straight at me. I pout, puffing my bottom lip out, he should be inside me, not standing there looking at me.
“What the hell are you doing? Get back inside me now, Gio!” I order him again, and he gives me his sexy smirk.
“Turn over, on your hands and knees, baby.” I get up without hesitation and do as he commands. He runs his hands up my legs until he reaches my hips.
I turn my head to the side and watch him crawl up my body.
His hands make purchase with my hips, as he slams into me hard.
I screech this time, losing my voice from all the screaming and yelling, I’ve been doing from the pleasure.
He pumps in me hard and fast, and it feels incredible. I can feel every inch of his dick and piercing rubbing against my walls, rubbing against my g-spot.
He’s kissing, nibbling and licking his way up and down my spine, and then leans his chest against my back. His heat warms me up even more. Then it’s gone, except for his hand on my hip, he pulls back still thrusting into me.
Then out of nowhere, I feel his hand land on my right ass cheek, hard.
“That’s for your sassy mouth. I do the ordering here, baby, not you.”
He smacks the left, then another to the right, and back and forth he goes. Ten smacks in all, and I scream-moan with good screams, pleasure fills my body with every swat on my bottom. The pain/pleasure rolls into one and goes right to my engorged clit.
Then I feel his hand glide from my hip and stop at my nub. The fire building inside me is at an all-time high.
One swipe of his thumb and I detonate again cumming harder than I ever have, spilling my juices all over his cock. I lose my breath and balance, falling forward on the pillow, almost on my face, he grabs me under my arms, holding me up.
Then I feel him pulsing inside me and fillings me up with his hot seed.
After a couple of minutes, he rolls us to the side with my back flat against his chest. He wraps his arms around me. One of his arms around my waist, his hand on my belly, and kisses the side of my neck. The other is under my head.
After a minute, I turn in his arms to face him, lying on my back with my head on his shoulder. He lays on his side, and his hand returns to my belly, rubbing circles over our baby boys.
A few more minutes go by with us just lying in bed in silence. Emotions start to fill me and then I feel tears gathering in my eyes. I try to move before they spill, but he notices before I have a chance. I didn’t move in time, and I know he feels the wetness on his bare skin. I give up and bury my face into his side, under his arm so he can’t see me.
“What’s the matter, baby,” he asks worriedly.
“Nothing, nothing, I’m just acting silly,” I say not wanting to tell him. I’m being ridiculous, I know. I blame it on my hormones.
“I’m sure you’re not. Tell me, mio angelo,” he mutters, getting up and leaning over me. I lift up and lean against the headboard. Gio wipes my tears away with his thumb, and then leaves his hand on the right side of my face.
I stare into his eyes before telling him how I feel.
“I miss being close to you,” I mumble in a whisper. He laughs and shakes his head.
“Baby, how much closer do you want us to be? I’m pretty sure we were just as close as two people can get. What’s really going on?” He doesn’t get it, and I’m going to have to spell it out for him.
“I don’t mean like that, you dork. I mean close, how close we used to get before the babies.” I place my hands on my belly, and he gives me a weird look as he caresses the side of my face with his fingers. He still doesn’t get it.
“Skin to skin with you, amore mio, before the babies we could get closer. I would lay flat on your chest every night, you could hold me close to your body. You could make love to me.” I burst out into more tears.
I know it’s silly to feel this way, I realize that, but it doesn’t change the fact that this is how I feel. I need this closeness with him, and I miss it. Feeling his warmth, muscles, strength against my bare skin, surrounding me, engulfing me in his love, it means... everything to me. It’s a connection of not just our bodies, it’s a connection of our souls.
“I get it, baby, and I miss it too, but it won’t be forever just a few more months. We can figure something out.” He’s right, I know, I’m just being irrational.
“What can I do right now to make you feel better? Do you want me to hold you or make love to you? Tell me what you need, and I’ll do it.” My man is definitely the best, always putting my needs and wants before anything else.
“Can you just hold me, really close, please,” I whine. He moves back to his spot on the bed and opens his legs wide for me.
“Come here, baby. I’ll hold you as close as I possibly can.” I crawl between his legs and lay sideways with my legs draped over one of his. I twist my upper body to the side, pressing my breast against his chest, wrapping my arms around his waist, and rest my head on his shoulder. We get comfortable and close. He places his hands around me, one hand on my belly and the other rubbing my back.
We stay wrapped in our warm cocoon for a while in silence. No words are needed, just this connection of our bodies and souls. He kisses my forehead every so often and hums a lullaby to our babies and me. The cocoon we have formed is exactly what I needed to feel closer to him and whole.
I know, I rely on Gio way too much for certain things, but he grounds me, and in my chaotic head and heart, I need that more than anything.
After a long while, I need to get up and relieve myself in the bathroom. The babies are right on top of my bladder, and I’ve held it long enough not wanting to move.
“I’ll make love to you and hold you more tonight, okay, baby.” I nod, and he helps me out of bed and follows me to the bathroom. When I’m finished, we wash up and dress for the day.
Today, I’m wearing my kutte over my new Harley tank top, and my new maternity jean shorts, with my ballet flats.
Since I can’t go on Gio’s motorcycle until after the babies are born, I don’t have to wear jeans and boots.
I’m hot all the time now, instead of always being cold. The weather is finally changing and cooling down; this is a good reprieve for me.
When we’re done, we head out to the bar. We walk in and see everyone is ready and waiting on us, and looking uneasy.
Mom and Gigi are staying here with a few of Maddox’s men and Dusty.
“Took you two fuckin’ long enough. Are you two finally ready to hit the road, or does Princess need another ride on your cock before we go?” Slider says sarcastically, annoyed. Gio pulls me behind him as he gets into Slider’s face. All my brother’s, Ace, Blaze, Gator, Maddox, and Ryder all gather around us and get in front of him too, pissed to shit.
“You need to watch the way you talk about my pregnant wife. You will show her the utmost respect, or I will shove your dick so far up your ass, you’ll never fuck a bitch again. You got me, man!” Gio spits out venomously in his face.
“My sister is not a goddamn whore and you for damn sure won’t treat her like one, fuckface. Now, apologize to the lady before I put you in a set of cement shoes, asshole,” Val screams at him.
Maddox is on the other side of Gio and me. “Slider has VP of this Club, you should know better, man. What the fuck is wrong with you. Apologize to the lady, now!” Maddox yells.
Gio pulls me forward, by my hand that he’s been holding onto, and Val stands on the other side of me with his hand on my shoulder. I glare up at Slider with a red, embarrassed face.
“I’m sorry, Princess, I meant no disrespect. You two just took forever, and I’m ready to get the fuck out of this place,” he says the words not looking in my eyes. He doesn’t look at all like he is sorry for what he said before.
Jules, Ces, mom, and Gigi have all made their way over to our confrontation. They are on the side of our group keeping their distance.
“Don’t you ever call me Princess, again! I am not your fucking Princess, and you will not address me that way! My name is Bella, asshole, or better yet, don’t you ever fucking say my name again. I have shown you and the Club nothing, but respect and I deserve the same in return. I am not one of your fucking club whores or one of the desperate party girls, I am an ol’ lady, so show me some goddamn RESPECT!” I yell in his face. He doesn’t respond to me, he just takes off straight out the bar through the crowd.
They all stay silent for a minute, and I think they are stunned by my reaction or maybe not.
“God, do I love your sassy mouth sometimes, Sugar. You sure as shit put that asshole in his place,” Maddox says laughing.
“You two ready to go or do you need a minute?” Maddox asks compassionately.
“Yeah, just give us a minute to say goodbye to mom and Gigi,” Gio answers him before I can.
We say our goodbyes to them and leave them with four prospects. One of them is Dusty since he doesn’t leave Gigi’s side at all these days. I still don’t like it, but Gio has talked to him, several times, and left strict instructions with the other men.
Before we leave the bar, Maddox stops us. “Sugar, you better take this for the road. You need to stay hydrated for those boys in this heat,” he says, handing me a bottle of water. I thank him, and then Gio ushers me out to our cage with my brothers in toe.
They are accompanying us has extra eyes for Jules, Ces and me. With our men fighting tonight, Gio wanted them to have our backs, just in case Anton and his men show up.
The men and their girls mount on their bikes, and Val mounts Gio’s bike. Then we’re off to meet up with a couple of the other clubs at the Iron Horse Bar in Ormond.
We head to the bar and have lunch with all the men. Then they take us to the Speedway racetrack to walk around to all the vendors. We do some shopping and a lot of talking and meeting new people.
The weather is decent out today, making walking around outside nice as we head to the fighting ring. It’s almost time for the guys to begin their fights.
Today, I not only get to watch Gio fight, but I also get to see Ace and Blaze fight. They even set up a fight for all my brothers with all of the proceeds going to Gio’s club. My brothers figured it was the least they could do for all Gio, and his brothers have done for them.
Jules and I have never seen any of them fight, except for Gio, so this should be an exciting.
****
We are having dinner at the same bar we had lunch at with all the men and their girls. It has been an extremely adventurous day. The guys all won their fights, and my Gio had me so aroused, I even got him to take me after his fight. There was a restroom close by, and we slipped away from my brothers and the group for a few minutes, for a quickie. Best quickie of my life.
He locked the bathroom door so no one would be able to get in and took me from behind, right there in front of the sinks. He was like a man possessed, taking exactly what he wanted from me. He ripped my shorts down my legs, grabbed my hips, stuck my ass out for him, and just thrust into me with a force of a madman. I got to watch him in the mirror the entire time and see the ecstasy on his face. We may have had a quickie, which I might add, is rare for my man to do, he likes to take his time with me. He did, however, give me three orgasms in that short time.
The guys kept me hydrated all day, so I wouldn’t pass out in the heat. I feel like I’m floating on water I’ve drank so much. They have made sure I had plenty to eat too, with my new cravings it was hard, but between all the men in my life, they managed just fine. I just finished my nice juicy bacon cheeseburger and fries, and I’m ready to use the restroom with my bestie yet again.
Gio and I are sitting at the table with Jules, Ace, Ryder, and Ces. Blaze, Maddox, Gator, Sam, Snake, and Throttle are at the table to our right. On our left are my brothers, Bull, and I think his name is Cane - he’s from Maddox’s club. There are other men milling around in the huge back area.
“Jules, it’s that time again,” I say giggling and giving her a huge wicket smile. Everyone around us starts cracking up too. Okay, confession time, in the last hour, since we’ve been sitting here, I’ve already gone three times. I love my babies, but this is getting to be ridiculous.
Gio helps me up from my seat, and Jules and I head inside to the restrooms. Gio, Gator, Maddox and my brothers all warned us, girls, before we left the lot at the Clubhouse this morning, if we had to use the restroom, we go in pairs, or the guys will accompany us. As much as I love my man, I prefer to have one of the girls with me.
When I’m done, I stand in front of the sink, looking in the mirror, waiting for Jules to finish up. I splash some cold water on my face to cool myself down.
Out of nowhere, the bathroom door abruptly bursts open, filling the once quiet room with music, and a flood of men pile in crowding me. About 20 men fill the small room as the door shuts behind them, and the devil himself in the center of the pack. I see him in the mirror walking in behind me before I turn to face him.
I’m scared shitless at this moment and wish Gio was in here with me. I have to keep my face motionless and calm my breathing, and self for my baby boys. Gio will save me, us, he will always have my back. I know it like I know my own name.
I take a deep cleansing breath, gather all my strength, straighten my spine, and square my shoulders before turning to face the monster from my nightmares. I pull my kutte, mid-turn, over my belly to hide my baby bump from him. Shit, I see the moment of recognition in his eyes before they turn stone-cold-killer on me. He already knew I was pregnant. I keep my hands over my kutte and belly shielding them from the monster's view.
“Well, well, well if it isn’t the bitch herself front and center. It’s about damn time I get my fucking hands on you, Izzy. I’ve been watching you today and how you’ve been whoring around with the scummy biker trash,” he says, and it doesn’t even sound like him. There is a sharp, hard edge to his tone, like nails on a chalkboard. It sounds like the devil himself is talking to me and standing before me. As he speaks, I move back a tiny bit, till my ass hits the counter. Unfortunately, it’s not far enough away from him to comfort me, his hand comes up lightning fast and across my face without warning. A hot searing pain immediately consumes the right side of my face, and I lose my breath. His diamond pinkie ring hits my eye in the process.
I can’t move, I’m frozen with fear to my spot, but I won’t cry, no I won’t let him see me weak. I press my right hand to
my face to help relieve some of the pain and leave my left hand over my belly, protecting my babies from the evil man before me.
If he wants to hurt me, he can, but I won’t let him hurt my babies. Never!
“Izzy, Izzy, Izzy, first, you have that asshole steal you, Jules, Gigi and then your fag boy from me. Second, you have the asshole marry you before I can.” As he speaks, calling me by the name I despise, he spits his last words at me. His men come closer to me, crowding my personal space more. I’m shaking like a leaf, and my breathing is erratic with my heart pounding in my chest. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Jules sneaking out of the stall she was in, that just happens to be right by the door. She’s trying to out of here to get help. I need to keep the wrath of the bastard in front of me, and his men’s eyes on me not to notice her.
“And third, now I see you’re pregnant and kept my baby from me...” Just like that, all my fears vanish away and morph into utter fury. I go off like a fucking ticking time bomb. I’m in attack and kill mode now. He is not going to claim Gio’s babies. Never! He is the fucking Devil and doesn’t deserve to be a father.
“Gio is not an asshole, the only asshole I know is you, you fucking bastard,” I scream at him, and I can feel my blood pressure climbing up through the fucking roof with every word.
“These are not your babies! A monster could never create anything this precious has these babies inside me. They are Gio’s, my loving husbands, thank God! You don’t deserve to have kids, let alone walk this earth, you fucking piece of scum. My husband...” I yell so venomously I can feel the vein in my head about to pop. My heart is in my throat as I keep up the courage I’ve found to continue. I can hear the music outside the doors, beating in time with my heart, my adrenaline is flowing through my veins, and I let loose on his ass. “Is going to kill you soon, for laying your unwanted, filthy hands on me, and what you’ve done to my family.” I intentionally say family on purpose. I still have my wits intact and remember to hold my tongue on some things. Anton still thinks he got to my brothers and killed them. He doesn’t need to know they are hiding out with us and in the bar. God willing he didn’t see them today.