Angel: Dark MC Romance: Iron Vikings MC 4

Chapter 14

Angel kissed the top of Nora’s head, realizing he’d never done this before: lying entwined in bed after sex, kissing the top of a girl’s head like she meant the world to him.

Nora had a way of opening up a whole new side to him.

“I’m glad you’re here,” she whispered in the dark.

It could have been seconds, minutes or even hours since their third round in the middle of the night. He couldn’t get enough of her and going by Nora’s enthusiasm she’d been all for it, too.

“Yeah,” he said.

“Yeah? As in: me too?”

He could hear the smile in her voice, and retaliated by tickling her sides.

“Stop!” she exclaimed, bursting into laughter.

“That’s what you get for being Miss Smarty Pants.”

She wriggled and turned around before tickling him back while facing him.

Suddenly, a thin stream of light seeped into the room from beneath her bedroom door, and they instantly stopped tickling while staring at each other. Lying perfectly still, he only heard Nora’s breathing and the heavy footsteps approaching from the hallway.

It sounded like Fox left the apartment in the middle of the night. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out where he’d been hanging out.

Angel gave Nora a soft kiss, needing to break their intense stare in the semi-dark.

“Maybe you should go with Fox,” she whispered.

He furrowed his brows. “Why?”

“You’re leaving anyway, at least now you can ride together.”

Angel kissed the top of her head while tugging her closer. “Nah, I’m a lone rider.”

”I know you are, but you”re great at acting social.”

He tried to decipher her meaning by reading her stormy eyes. “Oh, yeah?”

“I’ve seen you party with your brothers during lockdown.”

He didn’t like the road she was heading. The last thing he wanted to talk about while snuggling up to Nora were the club whores.

She continued, “And you’re nice to the prospects while the others treat them horrible.”

He tried to joke his way out of this conversation topic, and said, “What can I say? I’m a nice guy.”

“But there’s still a bit of distance between you and the others. I can’t put my finger on it.”

He should have known that Quiet One would be a great observer since she always stood on the sidelines watching others. She reminded him of Ranger, one of the three brothers that transferred from IVMC Seattle. His sniper focus never wavered since returning from his last tour in Afghanistan.

“Distance?”

She watched him closely again and said, “I wonder if any of them know the real you.”

”Nobody knows me through and through.” The words slipped out before he could rethink them.

“I would like to know you better, Thomas.”

Nora wasn’t the first girl trying to connect with him, but her using his government name reminded him how he’d already opened up to her.

“You get three questions,” he said with a smile, but he’d meant it. Letting her get close was one thing, sharing his deepest secrets wasn’t part of his plan.

“Wow, three whole questions? How generous.”

He laughed despite himself. “I know.”

She tapped her chin with her index finger. “Hm. I have to think for a moment.”

“It’s not that deep,” he said, brushing a lock of hair from her face.

“I know. Okay, my first question is: do you have any siblings, and do you keep in touch?”

He tapped her firm ass. “Packing two questions into one, are we?”

“Hey, a girl can try,” she said with a cute smile.

Angel returned her smile, feeling surprisingly relaxed.

“I have two older half-brothers and I had a younger sister.”

He knew she wanted to delve deeper into this information, so he added, ”My half-brothers are selfish bastards who left Allie and me to fend for ourselves with our junkie parents. I was six and Allie five.”

“Y-you said you had a baby sister?”

Angel rolled onto his back, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. He let Nora snuggle up to him, resting her head on his chest and draping her leg over his hip.

“Yeah. CPS finally got me out of there when I was six. But it was already too late for Allie. She had been crying from hunger all weekend. That didn’t mesh with two strung out users, so dad told my mom that she had to make Allie stop crying or that he would do it.”

Flashbacks of the sweetest little angel that ever lived this planet deepened the ache he already lived with every day.

When their former president, Annas, came up with his road name Angel fifteen years ago, he instantly thought of his sister being an angel in Heaven.

Angel didn’t give a fuck that the guys tried to jerk his chain with his road name that wasn’t something powerful or gruff in the likes of Hunter, Demon or Crusher.

Angel was thankful for the daily reminder of his younger sister, since in some fucked up way, it made him feel close to Allie.

“It’s okay, Thomas. You don’t have to tell me what happened,” she whispered in the semi dark.

“Mom handled it. She made Allie a ‘special tea’ that would help her sleep. I didn’t know that would be the last time I would see her. I remember being happy for Allie that she finally stopped crying.”

He rubbed his eyelid, trying to hold back the waterworks. Damn. He never cried. But then again, he also never talked about his past.

Nora kissed his chest in silence, exactly understanding without needing the words of what he needed at that moment. Angel engulfed her with his arms, holding her tight since he didn’t want to break the spell of being able to talk about this shit.

“I’m so sorry,” she whispered before giving him another tender kiss.

He scraped his throat and said, “Thanks.”

“How old were your brothers?”

“My dad had my brothers with his ex and they were already twelve and ten when my mom got pregnant with me. I remember my brothers getting into fights with my dad whenever he came after me. But I guess when they had a chance to get themselves out of dodge, they split, and I never heard from them again.”

“They were sixteen and eighteen at the time?”

“Yeah.”

“Even though they were young men themselves, they shouldn’t have left you and Allie behind,” she said.

“Yeah. Or at least get us help. They knew exactly how bad things were.”

“And you never heard from them again?” she asked.

“Nope.”

“And your parents?”

“Mom died while I was staying with my third foster family and the bastard overdosed a year later.”

Since he knew there was nothing she could say that would make any sense of his childhood, he helped her out by changing the subject.

”Since I”m feeling generous, you’ll still get two questions—even though you”ve already cross-examined me.”

She playfully slapped his chest and said, ”You really are an angel.”

Angel returned her smile, thinking how Allie would like Nora for him.

”My second question is, have you ever been in love?”

That absurd idea made him burst out in laughter.

”What?” she asked, folding her arms on his chest and resting her chin on them as she watched him laugh.

“I don’t do love.”

“Pff. Love isn’t something that you ‘do’. Love is like a strike of lightning. It hits you and then you’ll have no other choice but to deal with the sudden, intense impact. There’s just no way to go around it.”

He wondered if she talked from experience. But he wouldn’t ask her. Talking about Jump Fire in love with some schmuck would make him want to kill a man.

“Not that I have any experience on the topic,” she softly added.

“Good. Saves me the trouble of hunting a sucker down.”

She giggled at his gruff response.

“You’re such a typical biker sometimes.”

“Not sometimes. I am a typical biker,” he said before slipping a hand between her butt cheeks. His fingers immediately found her pussy lips puffy and wet—just how he liked them.

“I want to fuck you so bad,” he said.

She changed positions, sitting on top of him while resting her hands upon his chest.

“Put it in,” she said.

He grabbed the last condom from her nightstand and worked quickly before he helped himself inside of her.

They both moaned when her pussy lips slid over his dick. He wondered how amazing it would feel without protection, but quickly forgot about all of that when she started moving up and down his shaft.

“Fuck, yeah. Ride me. Such a fuckin’ perfect little bitch. Show me how much you want me. Fuck me harder.”

She probably left angry lines all over his chest as her nails dug deep into his skin while riding his dick. He watched her perky tits move as she went up and down.

He slapped one tit and watched her round eyes bulge out of her head. “Ah! Angel!”

“Yes. Say my name.”

“Do it again,” she whined.

He slapped her other tit before squeezing her nipple. Hard.

“Oh, yes… Mm… oh, I…”

He enjoyed watching her tongue-tied while he pumped his hips from up the bed, fucking her deeper as she still went up and down.

“Take it.”

She let go of his chest, fisting her long chestnut hair with her eyes closed in ecstasy while he stabbed his dick inside of her. Over and over again.

“Damn you feel so good,” he said, grabbing her hips as he helped her up and down since she’d stopped moving.

“You’re goin’ to come for me? You’re gonna let this fuckin’ neighborhood know how you love my dick inside of you?”

She bit her bottom lip, but he wasn’t having any of it. He made her fall to her side and rolled her upon her belly.

“Get on your hands and knees, Nora. Show me your pink flesh. That’s right. Now hold on.”

He grabbed her shoulder with one hand as he slid his cock deep inside of her.

“Oh, Angel!”

“Do you feel that? You make me so fuckin’ hard.”

“Yes! You feel so good. I… oh, don’t stop! Keep fucking me!” she whisper yelled when he took a moment to watch her ass jiggle after he’d struck his flat palm on her right cheek.

“I will. Don’t worry. I’ll never be done fucking you.”

He truly meant it. He needed Nora. Talking to her about his past, lying in bed with her in his arms—he felt alive for the first time in forever.

With one swift move, he turned her around again since he wanted to look her in the eyes when she’d come for him.

He slid back inside of her, working her pussy in a slower pace this time around.

Her loud moans already filled the room, but he worked her even harder by rubbing her clit with his wet thumb.

“Oh, yes! Right there!”

Enthralled by her rosy cheeks, hard nipples, slack jaw, and her closed eyes as if she were in pain—he watched her combust into a thousand little pieces.

“Thomas!”

His heart cracked wide-open when she looked him right in the eyes, but he wasn’t about to do anything with this foreign feeling. He kissed her when she opened her mouth to say something in the heat of the moment.

This night had already been filled with a lot of emotions he needed to process, he didn’t want her to add anything else like confessing her love for him.

He would cross that bridge another time.