by Marissa Ann
“It wasn’t that bad!” He protests.
“It is for someone who doesn’t like to eat meat! I just know she gagged the entire time working with the local butcher.”
“Mr. Johnson said she did and he was afraid she would throw up on the roasts so he put her to cleaning up instead. At the last cookout, she stayed as far away from the grill as she could get and she still gagged a little.” He laughs out loud as I throw my last cushion at his head.
“I noticed Mina doing some gagging of her own. Guess that morning sickness is still hitting her hard.”
“Not just the morning sickness. Her hormones have been insane. I heard her threaten to saw Timber up into tiny pieces and feed him to Mr. Johnson’s pigs the other day just because he told her that her ankles look swollen. Then she turned right around and told Bella she hated her for looking so amazing while pregnant.” I laugh at the memory.
“Hopefully you don’t try to kill me when our time rolls around.”
“I make no promises there big guy.” I declare as I head into the cabin to check our dinner on the stove.
Blood
“We’ll need everyone to pitch in with getting all of Fiona’s new equipment moved into the building this week. The grand opening of Poison Pen is next Friday. She has a lot of big name clients coming as well as several magazines covering the event.” Timber says from the head of the table.
“All of our customs should be finished or picked up by the owners this week. We purposely didn’t schedule anything to come in until after the opening so that gets our full attention.” Blade comments.
“As for security, it’ll mostly be all of us. I do think a few of the big names are bringing in their own security detail but our focus is Fiona. Her name is getting out there so it’s not far fetched that she may get creepers along the way.” Snake adds to the conversation.
At that exact moment all of our phones start blowing up with rings and texts. Looking at each other in confusion, we reach for our phones.
“Bella is in labor!” Blade yells as he knocks over his chair in his rush to leave the room.
“Well, I guess that wraps up this meeting.” Timber chuckles as we all watch Blade run around like his ass is on fire.
“If you’ll grab his ass Prez, I’ll go grab the girls so we can all get to the hospital.” I comment as we all start laughing as we see Blade grab his hair as if he can’t remember what to do.
Several hours later we are all crowded around the observation window looking into the hospital nursery as a nurse pushes a tiny bed over for us to see inside.
“Oh my God, she’s so beautiful!” Miranda whispers from beside me.
“Yes she is.” I whisper back.
“Yall see my gorgeous daughter?” Blade asks as he walks up the hall. “I can’t believe she’s here.” He sighs as he looks at her. “She’ll be in the room with Bella in a little bit and all of you can come in to see her.”
His smile is so wide it’s hard to connect this Blade with the one I have always known. The one that wouldn’t think twice about gutting a man with one of his precious knives he loves so much.
“So what did you two decide for a name?” Timber asks.
“Victory. We named her Victory.” Blade sighs in awe as he looks at his daughter.
“That is a perfect name.” Miranda whispers as all the girls get tears in their eyes. They all know how much this little girl means to Bella after the things she suffered to get here. How much she means to us all.
Looking over at the way Miranda’s face has lit up just looking at the baby, I wonder how beautiful she will look holding our own daughter or son.
“I love you so very much my Angel.” I whisper into her ear. She looks up at my face, smiling wide.
“I love you but now you want one don’t you?” She raises her brow at me.
“One of what?” I ask innocently.
“Don’t act all innocent with me mister.” She chuckles at me. “I’ve already asked the doctor about stopping the birth control pills.” She admits with a small smile.
“After we see the baby for a few minutes, we are going home. It’s time for a spanking.” I whisper huskily.
“Sounds good to me.” She whispers back as she pushes into my cock. Damn I love this woman! I think to myself.
Life will never be boring with her.
Sneak Peak
Poison Pen
Baratta’s Darkness
Baratta
The club is packed as I make my way to the balcony hoping to get some air. Finding a quiet spot on the far side, I sit and drink my scotch slowly while the boss finishes up his meeting inside. A few minutes goes by when a young woman walks out, stopping to look over the balcony to the street below. New Orleans is always a party town, especially on Saturday night.
She doesn’t seem to notice me in the corner, but I happen to be good at blending into the shadows. My eyes are drawn to her, not just by her beauty but by the gorgeous tattoo that goes up one leg disappearing under her short skirt.
“Hey, we all are going to another local spot. Want to come with us?” I hear as another woman walks up next to her.
“Nah, I think I’ll call it a night soon and go back to the hotel. My flight leaves pretty early.” She responds in a sultry husky voice that immediately has me wondering what she would sound like with her legs wrapped around my head.
She stays in the exact same spot for several more minutes after the other girl leaves. As she turns around, she finally notices me as she jumps a little bit and her hand goes to her chest.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t see you there.” She smiles in my direction.
“I wasn’t really trying to be seen.” I respond as I take another sip of my scotch.
“Well, sorry.” She says as she turns to leave.
“Where are you running off to?” I ask not really wanting her to leave which is completely out of character for me.
“Back to my hotel. I have an early flight.” She smiles again and I catch my breath at her beauty yet again.
What the fuck is wrong with me? I think to myself. I am never impulsive. I calculate everything.
“So you are not from around here then?” I grin back at her as I lean forward, more into the light. I watch as her smile becomes even bigger.
Maybe I won’t have to go very far for a fuck tonight after all.
Fiona
Today was a huge success for my business. Accepting the invitation to the Inkers Expo they were holding this year in New Orleans was the best decision I could have made. There were so many big names in the business here that would be able to get my name out there. There were several reporters that stopped to take pictures and ask questions about my work.
My dreams were coming true and I had my brother to thank for that. He and his club, The Wolfsbane Ridge MC, gave me my first loan to open up shop after they realized how much I loved to draw and eventually do tattoos. I don’t use stencils to do my work, everything is by hand.
Finished with cleanup at my station, I begin packing all of my supplies back into my duffle bags when a couple of the girls I met here walk up asking if I want to go to the after party with them. I think it would be fun, plus hopefully another chance to meet some more people in the business with connections.
“Whew! They are so packed tonight!” Lilyanna comments as we scan for an area to sit.
“Look, there’s Clint with some of the others. Let’s go up there.” Ashley points to the balcony above where there are less people but more of the crowd from the Inkers Expo.
A couple hours later, I decide to get some air as I excuse myself from my friends and head outside. I look out over the street below at all people walking around and having fun. Some I know are tourists as they stop every so often to take pictures.
I haven’t taken a single moment to do the tourist thing. I’m out of time now since I leave tomorrow. Hopefully I can come again just to visit and look around without worrying about work. I think to myself as I wa
tch everyone below.
“Hey, we all are going to another local spot. Want to come with us?” asks Ashley as she comes up behind me.
“Nah, I think I’ll call it a night soon and go back to the hotel. My flight leaves pretty early.”
“Have a safe trip and don’t forget about all your new friends now.” She says with a smile.
I hug her as we say goodbye. Looking back out over the street below I think about all the new connections this week has brought me. I am truly excited to get back home and get started on all the new bookings I have for next week.
As I turn around a guy in the corner catches my eye and I jump a little not expecting to see anyone. Has he been there the whole time? I ask myself.
Sneak Peak
Night Howler’s MC, Book 1
Reaper’s Jewels
Reaper
When a man makes a huge dumbass mistake when it comes to the woman he loves, the best thing he can do is force her back home until she forgives him. Right?
It’s not like she is the only one with a reason to be pissed the fuck off. She ran off, had MY kid and was never planning to tell me about her. Yeah, I have a daughter now.
This changes things, it changes everything. I don’t give a shit what I have to do, I’ll pay every dime that weasel divorce lawyer is trying to get for that bitch I’m married to.
I should have done it three years ago and went after Jade when she left. But I didn’t. It was the worst mistake of my life.
Hopefully Jade will forgive me for the last three years. Right now though I think she may want to kill me in my sleep. I didn’t give her a choice about going back home.
Jade
He really thinks making me go back to North Mississippi against my will is going to help him win me back. He can go jump off the nearest cliff!
He did want me three years ago. He made that pretty damn plain. Especially when he allowed that bitch to talk to me as if I were just one of the whores that hangs around the club being passed around like a toy.
She had been gone for a couple years and everyone knew Reaper had filed for a divorce. I was so naive to think he was actually in love with me. After what happened that day and the way he acted like she was right about me being nothing to him, I know now, his feelings for me were not that deep.
I have no plans to forgive him. I know he only wants me now because we share a child. Family means everything to the Star family. And now our daughter is a part of that.
Sneak Peak
Night Howler’s MC,
New Orleans, Book 1
Buzz
Several years ago, my little sister was raped and murdered. Her killer was never caught. She had been emailing a guy she had met in an online chat room. Even though the authorities had his name he used online, every lead came to a dead end. It didn’t stop me from continuing the search.
A few weeks ago I caught a break. Another programmer I knew from when I was still in the service stumbled across the same name with a different unique IP address that constantly bounces around making it almost impossible to follow.
However, follow it I did and where it winds up leading me has me second guessing what I am planning.
I’ll take something of his. His beautiful sister Markayla. But we don’t hurt innocents. I will protect her as best I can. I plan on her step brother paying for what he did to my sister with his own blood. What I don’t plan for is falling hard for my enemy’s sister.
Markayla Marie
Even after all of these years I can’t believe my mother was stupid enough to fall for my step father. I have never doubted he had something to do with her disappearance. I’ve just never been able to prove it.
You would think that with her gone, I’d be free of the Marcus family. Unfortunately for me, my step father adopted me when he married my mother.
My step brother absolutely hates me and I am certain that our Papa is the only one keeping him from doing whatever he wanted to me.
The look I see in his eyes any time I run into him while I am out with friends or a date scares me to my core. I refuse to let him know just how scared of him I really am.
If anything ever happens to Papa or I become expendable in his eyes, I will need to run and run fast. Getting away before he gives me to Joe to do whatever he wants with me, will take a miracle.
Chucky’s Pride
A Night Howler’s MC Story
Maria
Today is my first day back at work in over a month. I took an extended vacation just to get away for a while. The first week on vacation I stayed in Memphis with my best friend Rae. After all the nights spent trying to drink all the Jack Daniels in the area, I am completely surprised my liver is still working properly.
She and I spent most nights partying down on Beale Street, which is where I got my tongue pierced. I had said I was going to do it since my nineteenth birthday several months ago. At first having something like that in your mouth feels really weird, but then you get so used to it, and you forget it’s even there. Well, except you find yourself twirling it around in your mouth constantly.
“Good God, I wish you’d stop doing that. It seriously looks like it would hurt,” my aunt, and the boss, remarks as I walk in.
We all work in the family owned gas station. It’s practically the only one in this little town. Aunt Joy is the manager, my mom is the assistant manager, and I work as a cashier. I have worked here for only about three years, but my mom and Aunt have been here longer.
“It doesn’t hurt at all, Aunt Joy. You just don’t like seeing it because you are a prude.” I add as I stick my tongue out at her causing her to laugh.
“Kaye, can’t you do something with your daughter?” she demands of my mom, who is busy stocking the shelves.
“She is twenty years old, Joy. I blame her father for the way that she is.”
“You can’t blame Daddy, Momma. I spent most of my childhood with you,” I smile.
“Why would you get such a thing in your mouth anyway?” my mom asks.
“Because it makes blowjobs a little more interesting,” I answer as I wag my eyebrows up and down in a suggestive way. My aunt wrinkles her nose and Mom just shakes her head and goes back to stocking the shelves. I just laugh as my Aunt Joy wrinkles her nose at me.
We hear a rumble from outside as a lone rider on a motorcycle pulls up to the gas pumps. From behind the counter, I watch as he gets off the bike and takes his helmet off. All the hair on my arms and neck stand on end as I watch him walk towards the door.
As he steps through the door, his eyes cut my way and just about suck all the air from my body. His blue eyes have me rooted to one spot.
“Bathroom?” he asks.
I vaguely hear my aunt answer his question as I am still standing there like a crazy person watching him stroll to the bathrooms.
My body has never acted like that just from looking at a man. I do have to admit that he is the most gorgeous man I have ever seen. There is just no way he’s from around here. They don’t grow them like that in Mississippi.
Hell, they don’t grow them like that in Tennessee, either. I should know. I just spent most of my vacation there and not once found a guy that even remotely got a second look from me.
A few minutes later, he stands at the counter as I ring up the drinks and snacks he picked out.
I bite my tongue ring, swirling it outside my teeth without even paying attention. “You from around here?” I ask casually.
“I’m from all over really, but currently staying with some of my brothers on the other side of Tupelo. But, I’ll be close by here for a few days. Don’t know many people around here,” he drawls as he looks up at me with a grin.
All I can think is, Oh, fuck me. He has dimples. I feel my nipples tightening up against my thin shirt, and I pray he can’t see it through it.
“My name is Maria,” I grin, “so now you know me. Would you like to get a drink Friday night? I know a really good bar we could go to,” I add breathlessly.
“Sounds good to me,” he tells me. “Everyone calls me Chucky.” He holds his hand out to me palm up, and it takes me a minute to realize he wants my phone.
I watch as he calls himself and hands it back.
“I’ll text ya about the details, beautiful.” He grins at me as he takes his purchases and backs out the door, staring the whole way.
“Good lord, he sure was pretty. If only I were about thirty years younger,” I hear from behind me.
“I thought Maria was going to pass out from the look on her face when she looked at him the first time. She didn’t look like she was breathing.” My mother jokes to my Aunt.
“She’s still not talking, which is strange, should we check her pulse and make sure she is still alive?” asks my Aunt as I turn around to glare at them which doesn’t stop them from laughing at my expense.
“Did you at least get his number?” mom finally asks.
“Better than that, I asked him out for a drink this Friday night.” I finally smile wide at them both.
“Just don’t do anything we wouldn’t do.” My aunt winks.
“Knowing you two, that doesn’t leave a whole lot out.” I laugh as they both huff and walk away.
I’ll never get tired at riling the two of them up. For one, they make it entirely too easy to do. Even though they both love going out and having a good time, they are both still a little old fashioned about some things.
Other Titles by Marissa Ann
Wolfsbane Ridge MC Series
Book 1 Timber’s Fairy
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Book 2 Blade’s Pixie
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