Sleep claimed him, and even the nurse couldn’t force him to move when he woke up.
Chapter Fourteen
The rumor around town about what went down at the warehouse was a drug bust gone bad. Nash thought it was rather inventive of the people even though everyone knew the truth. The club and Chaos Bleeds had dealt with the bodies burying them all. Whizz found out that all of the men were wanted criminals, even Willy. What they hadn’t found out was who had hired them. He didn’t feel any guilt over killing the men. Nash would do it again in a heartbeat in order to protect his woman.
Within a month the club was back to normal. Sophia didn’t have any lasting effects of the heroin in her system, which was a fucking relief. Eva was healthy once again even if she did look a little pale and never left without a prospect. Nash knew the prospect was down to Tiny. His leader couldn’t stand for Eva to be alone. Tate was also back to being her bossy self. There was a nervousness to her eyes that Nash hoped would fade with time and with the advancing months of her pregnancy. He made sure to be patient around her at all times. Of course, Tate knew what was happening and made it hard for him to want to be nice to her.
Kelsey was having a hard time with Killer. The dental nurse wouldn’t visit Killer. Kelsey spoke with the women, and Nash even saw her hanging out at the salon with them, but she wouldn’t give Killer the time of day.
Out of his drug haze, Nash was able to properly mourn the death of Mikey and even took flowers to Kate’s graveside with Sophia. Together they said goodbye to her sister. He’d not been tempted by drugs, and he wouldn’t touch drink either. When the parties were in full swing, he settled for a soda or water. He wasn’t prepared to fall off the wagon.
Sophia stayed with him and even started going back to college. After three weeks of looking they’d found a house near his brother’s. They had put down a deposit and were moving in within the next week. His brothers were helping with the move. Zero helped the most and spent a lot of time with Sophia. The friendship between his woman and Zero was confusing but it worked, and he wasn’t going to take something like that away from them. Nash couldn’t stop the guy’s feelings. He just hoped Zero wasn’t stupid enough to act on them.
After everything that happened, Chaos Bleeds stayed in town for some time, celebrating their kills. Nash actually enjoyed their company. Devil was one mean son of a bitch. He didn’t know how Devil and Tiny were friends, but everyone could see a bond between the two men. They’d clearly been through a lot together.
The other biker group only left when Whizz coughed up some information. Kayla had a sister by the name of Lexie. They gave him the town and an address for the woman. With that tucked away in his pocket, Devil rode out, taking all of his group with him.
Sitting on the edge of his bed, Nash looked up to see Sophia walking out of the bathroom. She wore a denim skirt that ended at her knee and one of his rock shirts. His cock thickened, and he wanted to throw her to the bed and fuck her senseless.
“What are you doing?” she asked, looking at his notebook then back at him.
“I’m doing some rough calculations for the work we want doing. The guys have agreed to help with the building.” He tapped his pencil on the book. Working on the house took his mind off other worries like the fact she still hadn’t had her monthly cycle. All the time they’d been together, she hadn’t stopped him at all.
She walked over, pressing her hand to the page. “Stop worrying about the expense. I don’t need everything done immediately. I like to take my time with projects. Everything is going to be fine.”
Dropping the book to the floor, he reached out, sinking his fingers into her hair and drawing her close. “Then kiss me, baby.”
He swallowed down her moan as his other hand ran his fingers up the inside of her thigh. Nash couldn’t keep his hands off her. All he ever wanted to do was fuck her and fuck her hard.
“Stop screwing around, you two. It’s time for your send off party,” Lash said, kicking the door as he passed.
Sophia giggled, dropping her head to his chest. Chuckling, Nash stroked the curls off her face. “We better go and face the music. Tiny’s going to kick our ass out of the room.”
“Come on. It’s time for us to go,” she said, taking hold of his hand. “I’m ready for a send off.”
They exited the bedroom together, and as they hit the stairs the room erupted in applause. Nash smiled, enjoying the whistles and catcalls coming their way. Sophia was one of them now, and the club had accepted her as part of their family. He couldn’t have asked for anything more.
She hadn’t married him yet. Tate was organizing a wedding for Christmas. He didn’t care as long as his name was on a piece of paper signaling their marriage.
Tiny and Eva was stood side by side watching them.
“Tonight we’re celebrating the end of our enemies and the start of new beginnings,” Tiny said, raising his glass.
Nash was handed a soda, and he noticed Sophia had the same.
“The last couple of months, in fact the last few years, have been rocky for all of us.” Tiny turned to Angel and Lash. “We’re all stronger for having a woman prepared to take the risks.” He moved to Tate and Murphy. “We’ve lost something we can never get back, and I know Mikey would have had so much to say. Beside all of the shit, we’re being given a chance to keep living, to keep moving and to bring the future Skulls into the fold.”
The emotion was welling up inside Nash.
“So I propose a toast to Angel and Lash for their unborn child and to the child they lost. You guys deserve so much happiness, and I know it’s going to be one spoiled brat. To Tate and Murphy, we’ll never forget what you could have lost, and we’ll embrace what comes of the future. And to my grandbaby. To Nash, you fucked up, man, but that’s all in the past. I’m lucky to have you on my team. Sophia, you brought him back and make him a better man. The Skulls will protect you for the rest of your life.” Tiny’s glass rose in the air. “To new beginnings, bad endings, and a future filled with promise.”
Sipping at the soda Nash wrapped his arm around Sophia’s shoulders. Sandy was stood beside the music box. The good doctor had finally made it through even though it had been touch and go.
“Let’s make some noise.” The music was turned up to blasting. Sandy climbed on the table followed by several sweet-butts, Rose, and Tate. The dancing was not rushed or a riot. The women who’d been hurt took it steady. Nash saw Tate being careful as she moved. Murphy was right there, supporting her.
He heard Sophia giggling at their dancing. She put the glass down, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.
“Nah, you’ve not got a chance,” Tate said, reaching down to grab Sophia’s hand. His woman didn’t let Tate hurt herself. “It’s time for a dance. Angel, you may be preggers, but get your ass up here. Hold on, I’m preggers, too. Fuck, we’ve got to celebrate. ”
Nash stood back as he watched his woman surrounded by her friends. He was so fucking lucky to call her his woman.
Sipping at his soda he watched her having the time of her life. He wouldn’t spoil this for her.
Lash stood beside him. “Watching my woman dance is one of my favorite things to do.”
He understood why. Watching Sophia swing her hips from side to side to the music turned him the fuck on. The moment he got her to their home, he was having her ass. All of their worries were behind them. In no time at all they’d be married.
After four hours of watching her dance and sing with the other old ladies and sweet-butts, Nash lost his patience. He picked her up and carried her outside to the car. His bike was in desperate need of some repairs.
In between working on the house he was also working on his bike.
“We were having fun,” Sophia said, pouting.
“We’re about to have more fun.”
He broke the speed limit getting her to their house. Parking the car, he walked around to her side of the door. Lifting her up in his arms, he cupped her ass as she wr
apped her legs around his waist. Her giggle was driving him crazy.
“I can feel your cock, Nash. You’ve got some kinky shit planned for me today, don’t you?” she asked.
Grunting, he searched for the key and opened the door after several attempts. Not watching where he was going, he slammed the door shut and went straight for the stairs. Tate had told him she’d kitted the bedroom out. They had enough furniture to get them by.
Dropping her to the bed, he tore at his clothes and then reached for her. He got her naked within minutes. Opening her thighs, he dragged her to the edge of the bed. He exposed her swollen clit and took her into his mouth, sucking on her nub.
She cried out, thrusting up to meet him. Sophia was soaking already, and he swallowed down every drop. With his fingers he coated her anus, getting her slick.
Once she climaxed the first time, exploding on his tongue, Nash took a step away. He went to the drawers and pulled out the tube of lube he owned. Coating his shaft with a great deal of lube, he went back to the bed.
There was no need for words. He was so fucking in love with her, and all he wanted to do was drown in her scent. Gripping her hips he pulled her to her knees. Her anus glinted at him in the half light.
He couldn’t wait to be inside her.
****
Sophia was so turned on she couldn’t wait for him to fuck her. Over the last couple of weeks he’d been teasing her ass and driving her wild with the thought of him taking her ass. Glancing behind her, she smiled at him. He was working his shaft, fisting the length. His gaze was on her ass.
“Do you want me, baby?” Nash asked.
“Yes. Fuck me, Nash.”
He slapped her ass making her yelp. She held her breath as he grabbed her hip, and then the tip pressed against her anus. Gasping, she tensed up waiting for the pain.
“Don’t tense up. Remember how my fingers feel.”
Closing her eyes, she rested her head on the bed and breathed out, finally relaxing. He pushed the tip of his cock inside her, going past the tight ring of muscles until the head of his shaft was inside her. The burn shocked her, but the pleasure did not. She loved the burn with the slight edge of pain to her pleasure.
“So fucking beautiful. I can see your ass opening up taking my cock.”
Groaning, she felt an answering pulse deep inside her pussy.
“Touch yourself. I want you to explode with pleasure.”
She did as he asked stroking her clit. Her orgasm was so close to the surface, and she felt Nash go deeper inside her ass. He took his time with his thrusts, going shallow at first.
“I want to feel you come before I fuck you completely.”
Working her clit, she stroked herself while feeling him caress her back and ass. His cock pulsed like a hot brand inside her ass.
Her pussy was wet, and she didn’t need any lube to stroke herself.
Moaning, she closed her eyes and allowed herself to open up under his assault. Crying out, she whimpered as her orgasm took over, slamming inside her.
He pulled out of her mid-way through her first orgasm. “Fuck, you’re going to have to get used to me taking your ass, baby.”
Nash gripped her hips and rode her hard. There was no pain, only the slight edge that came with the pleasure.
She held onto the bed as he reached around bringing her to another orgasm as he fucked her.
Sophia couldn’t make any sense of what was happening. Nash was entirely in control of everything they were doing. She couldn’t think straight or understand what was going on.
The pleasure was at an all time peak, and there was no way to stop it. Crying out, she slammed back against him needing him to make it burn.
When he slapped her ass, she cried out wanting more from him. His thrusting increased, and so did his strokes to her clit.
They charged toward the peak together until finally she went hurtling over the edge. She felt him tense inside her ass and the heat as he released. Collapsing to the bed, she took several deep breaths in an attempt to calm down her nerves.
She was shaking all over. Nash locked their fingers, his body curved behind her back. “You’re so fucking sexy. I’m the luckiest man in the world,” he said, whispering against her ear. He kissed her cheek then her neck. Her nipples tightened, and she wanted to go again.
“That was amazing,” she said.
“It’s not going to be our last. We’re going to do it again and again.”
Closing her eyes, she moaned. “I don’t think I can handle another round just yet. I’m getting old.”
He chuckled. “We’ll build up your stamina. You’ll be wanting it all the time.”
“I do want it all the time. I’m going to struggle when I go back to classes next month.” She’d signed up for her course. Her teachers demanded she do several course papers and pass an exam before she was allowed to go back on the course. They wanted to make sure she was dedicated and wouldn’t quit on them.
She’d completed everything apart from the exam. There was a problem, and she really needed to tell Nash. He was going to be wondering why she was getting fat and refusing to go to class.
“God, I love you. I can’t wait to be married to you.”
“What about a baby?” she asked, chancing a look at him.
“A baby?”
“Yeah, I hope a baby is in your future. I did a test, and it was positive. We’re going to have a little boy or girl.” She spoke fast so he wouldn’t drag the revelation out.
“Pregnant. You’re pregnant?”
She nodded. “I need to book an appointment, but then I thought I’d find out who Angel is seeing and go to him or her.” Sophia was cut off as Nash slammed his lips down on hers.
“You know how to take a guy by surprise.”
“Are you happy?”
“I’m fucking ecstatic. I can’t wait to tell the guys. This is going to be fucking good for my ego.” He turned her face toward him, kissing her lips.
“Are you sure about this?” she asked. “A kid is a big deal.”
“That kid is our big deal, and I couldn’t think of any better way of living my life than with a kid.”
Her fears melted away as he kissed her deeply. “We need to shower and get washed. I’m fucking your pussy tonight.”
Nash was never going to win an award for being a romantic, but Sophia loved him, and there was nothing she wouldn’t do for him. Being an old lady certainly had its perks.
She giggled as he picked her up heading toward the bathroom. He was singing, and the smile on his face would stay with her forever.
Epilogue
Tiny watched as the prospect he’d assigned to take Eva home walked away from the house. The guy was given the security code to lock the gate behind him. He wouldn’t put her life at risk anymore. Out of all the women Eva always seemed to be the one who ended up in most danger, and he wasn’t having it anymore. Especially not with the history his club had, and not only his club but him as well.
They were not arguing, which he considered a good thing. She wasn’t giving him anything. Since their time in Vegas Eva hadn’t given him the time of day. The night she’d gotten drunk she’d forced him to relook a lot of things. She hated their time together and didn’t want anything from him other than a friendship.
He was trying, but in his mind and heart Eva was his woman.
Opening the door to his home, he made his way silently up to her room. He found her sat at her desk removing her jewelry and brushing out her hair. She was so beautiful. Her eyes were dark brown along with her hair, but there was something about her that drew her in. “The prospect only just left. Did you leave your party to follow me?” she asked, looking at him through their reflections.
“You left without saying goodbye.”
“I rarely stick around for your parties. I’ve only been invited to a few, and I wasn’t there for any reason other than the fact the prospect needed to be there,” she said.
She put the brush down and tur
ned to him.
“The clubhouse is for you, Eva.”
“You screw your women there, Tiny. I’ve heard them all talking about your prowess in the bedroom. You’re a monster, a machine in the sack. This life is not for me. Tate is grown up. Lash and Nash are back on track. You don’t need me anymore.”
Stepping closer, he sank his fingers into her hair. “I don’t need you?”
“You’ve never needed me.”
He slammed his lips down on hers, tasting the vanilla on her tongue from the flavor tea she loved so much. Tiny had banned her from drinking after her outburst. He’d been surprised when she agreed to it.
Seeing Devil had reminded him a lot about his past. The men he’d left behind in his search for perfection. The past always had a way of catching up when you least expected it. In his gut, Tiny had a feeling his was about to catch up with him. When it came to Eva he’d been running from what she made him feel. Even Alex, Patricia’s brother, had told him to start moving on. Patricia was dead and was never coming back.
What he once felt for Patricia didn’t even begin to cover what he felt for Eva. The woman before him had worked her way under his skin, and there was no getting away from it. Eva was in his blood.
His dick thickened, needing inside her.
She pulled away from him. Her hands were on his arms, holding him off. “Stop this, Tiny. I’m not your dead wife, and I’m never going to be.”
He’d brought her up time and time again. It had been years, but Tiny didn’t feel anything for Patricia anymore. That part of his life was gone, and like Devil he was going to start taking what he wanted.
“This is not about her. This is about us.” He tugged her close, stroking a hand down to her breast. “And we’re going to do this, Eva. You’re going to be my old lady.”
She snorted. “It’s not going to last for long.”
“Why not?” he asked, fully intending to keep her by his side even if he had to bind her there with fucking handcuffs.
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