by Shyla Colt
“Yes. Oh yes!” She clutches the sleeping bag beneath her.
I pump inside of her and her cries are electric. I bend down and suck her breasts. We find a rhythm together. She squeezes my fingers and I gently bite her nipple. Her walls pulse and she cries my name. The sticky gush of nectar almost makes me come in my pants. “You okay, babe?”
“Mmm-hmm.” A peaceful stillness falls in the tent and she holds me close.
Tonight was about her. I don’t need to get off. I accept her affection. If you’d told me I’d be satisfied with making out all night without getting my dick wet, I would’ve laughed. Now all my hope is hung on the woman in my arms. Only she can save me from the emptiness that had begun to eat me from the inside out and hollow my heart.
Chapter Five
I pull up in front of the potential storefront and park. Wizard is waiting for me inside. The thought of him sends butterflies dancing around in my belly. Things have changed so much between the two of us since the night at camp. Smoothing down my skirt, I take a deep breath. He makes me feel like a teenager with her high school crush. With one last check in the mirror, I exit the car and walk to the address he sent via text.
The sun feels amazing on my skin and I tilt my head to enjoy the rays. The life I’m living now is leaps and bounds from the old days. It’s full of sunshine, happiness, and purpose. Some days, it felt like it’d been months since I saw the sun when I worked the nightshift. A light breeze blows my skirt around my knees. I catch a glimpse of myself in the display window and smile. I look downright respectable in a black pencil skirt and white button up blouse.
At my school, it’s all about dressing for success as they groom us to enter the world of gems. It’s been fun switching things ups. I can’t remember having a chance to experiment with clothing, make-up, or jewelry. High school was all about blending in and avoiding torment. Kids were cruel and people made assumptions based on your background. They thought bikers were a group of drunks who did nothing but have orgies in the clubhouse and stay bombed. Which automatically made club kids like me whores. Never mind all the fundraisers we have, or the money we give to those who need it in our community.
I walk up to the door.
Wizard is there with a sultry smile and enough heat in his eyes to melt my panties off. He opens the door and lets out a low wolf-whistle. “You’re looking good.”
Heat fills my cheeks. “I came straight from class. This is a great location.” I glance around the large store imagining cases. “I can already picture where the cases would go, and we’d have plenty of room to display the odds and ends most pawn shops offer.”
“I agree. I figure that space along the back of the wall, closest to the back room, could be used for the jewelry display. I want to make it separate from the day-to-day transactions. We can keep a man posted back here at all times.”
“That’s sound logical.”
“I’m good at problem solving. Enough business for right now. I haven’t seen you since this morning.” His voice is gentle and his eyes are soft as he snakes an arm around my waist.
I step into the shelter of his arms, tilting my head back to accept his kiss. He traces the seam of my lips and I open eagerly. Our tongues tangle. Streaks of excitement race through my body. Dampness gathers between my legs and my nipples peak. When I push my chest into him, seeking relief, he moans. The sound echoes through his chest, vibrating my body. My center pulses. We come up for air and he studies my face.
Little by little, he’s been opening up to me and I’ve seen a softer side of him. What was once a childhood crush has grown into something I haven’t completely figured out. I know he’s committed to our relationship, but he’s still cautious. Moments like this, when he watches me with those all-seeing eyes, I can all but see the wall he keeps up between us. “What is it?” I ask breathlessly.
“You’re happier now, I can tell. I like you happy.”
Those four words melt me.
All of the care and concern he’s poured into me is nourishment to a starved soul. He’s the sun and I’m a flower soaking up the rays. I’ve never felt more important than this. Even now, he’s focused on me, intent on what I have to say. I sway toward him and he wraps an arm around my waist.
“You have a good day?” he asks.
“Yes, did you?” I tilt my head back and get lost in his eyes.
“It’s better now that you’re here.”
I glance down.
He chuckles. “Still so shy.”
The heat expands to my collarbone. “I’m not,” I protest.
“No, then what is it?”
I shrug my shoulders.
He places a finger under my chin and forces my gaze to meet his. “You don’t have to hide anymore, Nevada. I see you. I’ve always seen you.”
I lick my lips, suddenly in desperate need of moisture and courage. The words are stuck in my throat, yet I force them up. “And I’ve seen you,” I whisper, then hold my breath.
His eyes dilate. “And do you like what you see?”
I nod my head, unable to speak around the massive lump clogging my throat.
“You want to take this final step with me? Because once we start, there’s no going back. You won’t have any one on the side, and I won’t go back to the role of benevolent caretaker. I’ve been holding back, Nev. I’m done with that now.”
“I don’t want you to,” I force the words out.
“What do you want?”
“You to be my man in every sense of the word.”
He grins. “Then, that’s what you’ll have.”
I watch as he moves closer until my visions blurs and I blink. His lips press against mine, soft and cautious. I sigh and let go of the worry. Wizard has done nothing but take care of me since I got my property patch. I trust him. My body molds to his as he moans and pulls me closer. The hard planes of his body wake a sensuality inside of me I’ve yet to explore. This is a man worthy of all I have to give. He traces my lips with the tip of his tongue and I part my lips. When he sucks my bottom lip into his mouth my eyelids drift shut as we learn the taste of one another. He’s a smoked spice. Addictive, he incites fires and makes me burn from the inside out.
My panties grow damp and I moan as my core throbs. I’m not a prude, but the boys my age have always been clueless, awkward, and looking for conquests. None of them came close to making me feel like this with one simple kiss.
He tilts his head and delves deeper with his wickedly skilled tongue.
I was wrong, there’s nothing simple about what’s happening between us. A million sensations meld together. My brain is a hazy space, clouded with thoughts of Wizard. His beard is soft and tickles my skin. I giggle.
He pulls away and licks his lips. “Your flavor should be bottled and sold, Nev. But I’m not the type to share.”
“I know that, Wizard.”
His eyes darken. “I want to hear you say my given name.” His voice is husky and full of sin.
I know I’m in trouble, because I’m ready to climb aboard the sin wagon with him and take a ride. “Gage.”
He growls and my heart clatters against my ribcage.
“This is going to happen, Nevada. But I want to take it at a pace you’re comfortable with. I’m a patient man, but I’m also selfish. I want you in every way a man can have a woman. This is your last chance to back out.”
Behind the bravado, I can see a hint of fear. I’m humbled that I affect him so profoundly. I’ve seen him fell many men with one blow. The images of our limbs tangled as he drives deep inside of me steals my voice for a long moment, then I answer him, “I’m sure, Gage.”
“You’re sure of what?” He brushes the side of my face with his thumb. “I need to hear you say the words.”
“I want to belong to you…completely.” The words strike a chord within me. My whole life I’d done my best to be beholden to no one, and in a matter of months, this man had become essential enough to take me out of my comfort zone. He’d don
e more for me than anyone blood kin or otherwise. I wanted that permanently. I needed the look in his eyes to remain. His gaze bathes me in everything good in the world. Like I was something worthy of being placed up on a pedal stool. Cared for with a steadfast determination and a gentle hand. He’s had his ribs bruised, and his mouth bloodied for me and hadn’t batted an eyelash.
“Then you will.” He placed a kiss on my forehead. “However, we need to work, and I need to stop before I take this further than it should go right now.”
I take a deep breath to calm the raging fires he’s started. You’d never know that a man who could be so quiet held so much intensity inside. I’m honored to witness this side of him. He walks away and I study the way the blue jeans hug his firm ass. A heat flash runs through me and I follow him across the length of the store.
* * * *
“All right, let’s call it. We’ve done enough property viewing for the day. I think this is our place,” Wizard says.
“I won’t argue with that.” My mind runs through the mental list I keep running to stay on track.
“What are you thinking about?” he asks.
“What I’m going to make for dinner.”
“I thought we’d skip home tonight and head to The Pit. I want everyone to know the arrangement between us has changed.”
My mouth forms an O.
“You got a problem with that, Nev?” His eyes turn icy.
I shake my head. I don’t want to make him doubt me. I know how hard it is for a biker to open up. In some ways, I need to prove my worth. “None.”
“Good.”
“I’m not dressed for riding.”
“It’s okay, I like the way you look all dressed up.” He stalks toward me and cups my ass in his massive hand. “You have to get used to me in public, Nev. I don’t care who is watching or where we are. I’ve waited a long time to be committed to someone. I’m not going to hold back forever.” He nips my ear.
The feeling of his words and his hot mouth makes me shudder.
“I want to show you all you’ve missed out on. The world is your fucking oyster, babe. You run at the head of the pack now.”
His words awaken something wild in me. The power he offers is intoxicating. We might live in a man’s world, but the old lady is important. She’s more than a pretty face and willing hole. She’s the backbone. The one who provides comfort and loyalty, along with advice to the new girls and hotheaded prospects. They were my surrogate mothers. The women I grew up looking up to, and now I was one of them. Pride fills my chest. I’m happy with where I am. It’s a foreign feeling. I hold on to it with both hands.
I’ve never been one for nerves, but right now my heart is in my throat. Wizard cuts the engine and I take a deep breath. We’re headed into The Pit. The local bar and grill is the KOC go-to. I’ve been here a million times before, but never as his old lady. I climb off the back of the bike and he slings an arm around my shoulder, bringing me to rest against him. We enter the building and we’re greeted by rock music. The tables are teaming with members from our crew.
Heads turn, and all eyes are on us.
I spot my father at the bar and my anxiety spikes. Wizard squeezes my hip. I take a deep breath, and make sure my face is schooled into an expression of disinterest. Weakness is something to be exploited. A lot of the women who are the club property daydream of catching a brother like Wizard. So, you have to be sure to let them know up front you’re in control and confident in your relationship. We don’t do dainty damsel in distress acts here.
I stand a little taller, then meet the eyes of the sweet butts and club property giving me the stink-eyes. The rules have changed. It’s time for everyone to know that.
My father glares.
Wizard turns us away and leads me to an empty table in the back. After ushering me into the booth he slides in beside me.
Stone walks over and knocks on the table with his fist. “How’s the store hunting coming along?”
“Right on track, P. I think we’ve found our place.”
“I can see a lot’s moving forward.” Stone smirks.
The knowing look in his eyes makes me blush. He’s been waiting on this.
Wizard wraps an arm around my waist and cups my breast.
I shiver. The fact that Stone is standing there should bother me, but instead it’s a turn on. There’s something about having someone watch Wizard give me pleasure that has my panties soaked and blood racing through my veins.
“I brought Nev here to show her off.”
The new nickname fills my belly with warmth. My nipples strain against my bra and he pinches one, causing me to whimper.
Stone chuckles. “I’ll let you enjoy yourselves.”
“Let me see those greens, baby.”
I glance up.
Wizard moans. “So full of need for me.”
Trixie approaches the table with an extra sway in her step. The buxom blonde is barely squeezed into her blue jean skirt and a tiny white T-shirt. “Hey, Wizard.” She angles her body, giving him the perfect view of her overflowing silicone purchases.
Anger surges inside of me and I want to scratch her eyes out. Disrespectful bitch.
“You blind as well as forgetful?” Wizard’s eyes ice over as he turns to glare at her. His lips curl back from his teeth. “Show my old lady the respect she deserves.”
“Before you piss me off,” I say. I can’t let him fight my battles. It’ll make everyone think I’m kept, because I can’t fend for myself. The very thought pisses me off.
“Oh, you think I should be worried about that?”
“I know you should,” I growl.
Wizard looks at me and back to Trixie.
“The only thing you’ve ever been good for is a quick fuck, suck, or service, or a more menial task. He’s got my mouth and my pussy now. So, the only thing you can do for him is get his drinks and food.” I’m pushing things with my proclamation, but I have a feeling Wizard won’t mind the claim laying. I turn my attention to Wizard. “Are you hungry, babe?”
“I could eat.”
“What would you like?” I ask.
“Cheese burger, fries, and a beer.”
“Did you hear that, Trixie? You can get him a cheeseburger, fries, and a beer. Matter of fact,” I lean forward over Wizard and hold up two fingers, “make it two.”
Her face is beat red and her muscles look tense.
I want her to come at me. It’d be grounds for dismissal. You don’t disrespect an old lady, let alone attack them.
“You heard her, Trixie,” Wizard says.
I give her a sweet smile.
She spins on her heel with a loud huff, and tosses her hair over her shoulders.
“Nice to know you got claws and a mouth on you.”
“I wouldn’t be Chaos if I didn’t.”
He shrugs. “I wondered. You’ve always been so quiet.”
“Because I know how to keep my nose out of business that isn’t mine. I know the rules and I abide by them. I’ve seen too many women get fucked up for not doing that.”
“Smart. That’s why you’re mine.” He grips a handful of my hair and pulls me to him. I lose myself in the texture and taste I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of. The secret is out. We’re official and the law has been laid. I’ve never been this happy. I have a solid place in Chaos now. It’s the first time I feel like I fully belong anywhere.
I’m numb as I stumble into the house. Shit went sideways with the gun trading. It happens. Especially when they send someone green to make the trade. Now, I have to wonder if it was a veiled insult, or an underhanded way to cause drama between us. I’d already been a foul mood, because it was last minute and ruined what should’ve been my first night with Nevada. For whatever the reason, three bodies are being disposed of, two of my men are laid up, and blood splatters are on my jeans, vest, and I’m sure, my shoes. The guns were never bartered, and now our dealings with the Wreckers is tenuous. I’ll be in meetings up to m
y neck tomorrow. But at this time, I’m home to dispose of evidence and lick my wounds.
“Wizard?” Nevada walks out of the living room with a blanket around her shoulders.
I know she’s been waiting up for me on the couch. The small shit she does makes me smile. It changes a man, knowing he has someone waiting back at home for him to return.
“Bad night, Nev.”
Her eyes grow wide and she scans me. “What do you need?”
“Bag everything but my cut and boots. I’ll clean those off while you start the burn pit. I suddenly feel like Smores.”
She nods her head.
Right now is business. Once we’re done, I want to lose myself in her. I strip down.
Her eyes are hungry as they take in my form.
“After we settle this, Nev, the only thing I want is you. We’ve been dancing around our attraction. That ends tonight.”
She swallows and her eyes widen.
“Are you scared of me?”
“No, I’m nervous.” Her voice is low and shaky.
I frown. “Why?”
“Because I’ve never done this before.”
My dick is instantly hard. The thought of being the only one who’s ever been inside of her has me feeling even more territorial. This is my woman, my pussy, and I’ll be damned if anyone is ever going to get a piece. “Good.”
She looks up at me and gasps.
“That means you’ll be mine in every way.”
The visible tension eases from her body.
A lot of the guys make a big deal about of virgins. They don’t want to break them in and have them get attached, or take the time to teach them. I’ve always been a patient man. I’m looking forward to molding my girl and finding out what pleases her while I teach her to please me. I snap myself out of my stupor, step away from the pile of clothes, grab my vest and boots, then hurry to the bathroom. Nevada is ripe for the picking. I can barely look at my woman without wanting to take her up against a wall. I shut down the thoughts and focus on getting clean.